
3 Months passed. . .
"Congratulations, you two will soon be parents. The content has entered the age of 3 months. Also the good news again here there are 2 prospective babies." Said a middle-aged woman wearing a white suit and a stethoscope hanging around her neck.
Denis with a happy face staring at the screen that is being described by the obstetrician. While Ahza with a face that is difficult to explain.
"I write down the recipe first yes, you will redeem it at the pharmacy." The gynecologist said he handed Denis the results of the ultrasound and walked to his desk and wrote something on paper.
"It's a shame we'll soon be parents." Denis said without taking his eyes off the paper given by the doctor.
After returning from the hospital Denis had just realized that Ahza's face was moody.
"Why baby?" Ask Denis while driving his car.
"Whose son is he?" Ahza's question made Denis frown.
"Yes, obviously, my son. Her gestational age is only 3 months.
"Ta. but-" Ahza's words were intercepted by Denis.
"It's important now take care of your womb so that our future baby is healthy. Don't think about the no." Denis rubbed Ahza's stomach slightly.
Ahza chose to follow what Denis said. Ahza thought the question could have hurt Denis by reminding him of what happened a few months ago.
Although Ahza is not sure, if the baby in her birth is Denis's child.
Ahza had her last menstrual period 3 days before she left Galen's house. During those 3 days Ahza and Galen had sex.
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Now the age of the womb Ahza is 9 months old when also Ahza gave birth to a baby that has been waiting for her birth.
Because twin doctors advise for cesarean section. But Ahza refused because she wanted to feel what contractions felt like.
It's been 10 hours Ahza had contractions but the two babies are still a herd inside.
The doctor decided to do surgery when he saw the condition of Ahza who looked limp and pale. Doctors fear that Ahza will not be strong enough to have her two babies removed.
Ahza and her family finally agreed .
Not long heard the sound of a baby coming from inside the operating room, who was waiting for him was really relieved.
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Ahza has been moved to the nursery, now just waiting for the nurse to bring the baby who is currently being cleaned.
Two nurses carry 2 cots. Denis, Denis' mom can't wait to see it. Papa Denis is the most relaxed of the two.
"Duh granddaughter oma very handsome, white again see her nose pointed once pa." Mama Denis said it showed the baby in the cradle towards papa Denis.
"Yes his skin is white, his hair is brown. Like bule." Add papa Denis made Denis who was next to him frown and then walk to see firsthand what had been said by his mother and father.
"Is my son the one who switched Sus?" Denis asked who made everyone look at him.
"No sir. They're both really fathers, because today only your son was born." One of the sisters replied.
"Twin children don't have to have the same face, son." Said Mama Denis.
"But ma, the difference between the two is very far, the two babies have nothing in common at all." The word Denis makes both of his parents also Ahza curious to see it.
The baby who was carried by Denis' mother was immediately put back on the cot.
The baby's bed was brought close to the point that there was a clear difference in the faces between the two.
It's true ma, this one looks a lot like Denis, while the mommy was carrying her face was also familiar but mom forgot who she was." Denis said she remembered someone's face.
"Doctor Galen!!" Shouted mom Denis and dad Denis together.
"Who is Doctor Galen ? What's my cousin?" Ask Denis astonished.
Ahza who heard her in-laws say, instantly felt her heart was about to jump out of place.
While the two middle-aged were looking at each other for being confused to say it.
"Doctor Galen is the man who became your wife's second husband." Said a man over the age of Denis.
"Is that really Ahza?" Denis was a little disappointed.
Ahza nodded her head hesitantly as she looked at Denis disappointed face.
Denis rubbed his face, looking back at the two small creatures in turn.
"Can't it be, they're kids from different fathers?" Denis asked with a laugh.
"You have to do a DNA test to prove it." Chirp Bram.
"You will, if it turns out that they are not your children, but the children of another man." Bram is pumping.
Ahza was silent and could not comment when she saw the faces of her two children. He daydreams to not listen to people who are talking about important things.
"All right, I'm gonna do a DNA test for those two kids." Denis says steady.
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5 Years later. . .
"Papa wait for Galaxy." Said a 5-year-old boy trying to chase a car that had left him in front of the supermarket.
With a gasp of breath the boy stopped chasing the car that had left him.
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Suddenly the latest car stopped next to him.
"Based on the little boy now, his job is wandering in school hours. You want to skip it." The words of a man who owned the car made the little boy look at him. The man who was in the car until he opened his sunglasses then glared at him to be clear what he saw, blinking his eyes several times to be sure of what he saw.
"Om rather than nagging me to go to school. I'm going to be late !" Please the boy look at his wrist.
The man was even more surprised to hear the boy speak like a ruler without shame and the slightest fear.
"Oh om even keasikan daydream again. Just wasting my time." Said the boy who was wearing a holiday that almost covered his entire body with annoyance and walked leaving the man who was still in his daydream.
The sound of a horn resuscitated him when there was a motorcycle that wanted to pass but was blocked by his car.
"Where is the little boy?" The muttered man circulated his gaze in all directions but the nil boy was nowhere to be seen at all.
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"Why wait for brother here, you'll be late." Said a boy while letting go of the holiday of gloom attached to his white body.
"Kenzie will wait for you." Reply to a boy his age innocently.
"Let's go in!!" Let the boy walk first.
"Sister Galaxy wait for Kenzie, don't hurry." Shouted the boy trying to match the steps of the child in front of him.