Baba's Second Wife

Blissfulness

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Borkhan and Lulu have arrived at the parking lot of their apartment, Borkhan's burly hands can not be separated from the small hands of the wife. Moreover, Borkhan is very happy because the kemed does not need to fast, because the doctor said he can do pepew mempew..

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A few minutes ago.#

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''Ok, during my wife's pregnancy can we do ***.? ask Borkhan who made Lulu immediately pinch Borkhan's hand because of embarrassment.

The doctor smiled. '' Of course Mr. Borkhan, you can do it but the frequency must be lowered. Because your wife's pregnancy is still vulnerable and must be treated with great care.'' said Doctor

Doctors also tell Borkhan about pregnancy, and what can be eaten for pregnant women so that the fetus is strong and developing. Do not forget to also prescribe vitamins and recommend to drink milk..

Lulu and Borkhan nodded together, after hearing the explanation from the Doctor..

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Back in the present time.#

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Lulu sits on the couch, while Borkhan gets her a drink for his wife..

''This is drink baby.'' Borkhan offered a glass of water.

''Why do you bother to take it, I let me take it myself.'' said Lulu but no doubt she immediately drank the water..

''It's okay, baby..

Borkhan continued to stroke the belly of the lulu is still flat, Borkhan still did not expect if there is a small creature that lives in the stomach of the wife and soon will call his Baba..

Borkhan was so happy there was no point or coma, even his smile never faded from before. Borkhan never felt this happy, even when he was married to Laila..

Without Borkhan noticing, if he always compared the nature of Laila and Lulu..

''Honey, wait here first because I'll tell Aunt Zulaikha.''

''I just want to go to my room, my body is tired baby.''

''Alright, let me deliver.''

''No need baby, I can do it myself.''

''Be careful.''

Lulu nodded and immediately walked upstairs, after seeing that the wife had reached the top. Borkhan immediately grabbed his phone and contacted his aunt..

Long enough he waited, finally heard a greeting on the end of the phone there.

''Hallo.

''Asalamualaikum Bi.

''Greetings dear Walaikum, how are your relatives? have you returned from Indonesia? ask the aunt.

''Our news is good Auntie, and we just got home too. I have some happy news for Auntie..

''What news, dear?

''Soon I will become a Baba.'' Borkhan said with excitement.

''Really? O Allah, dear aunt, happy to hear it, tomorrow we will all celebrate it in your apartment, said the aunt, bowing in gratitude because the nephew will be a father and he will get a new grandson..

They also spoke at length, which made Borkhan forget the time when he had curcol with his aunt.. Since his mother died, Borkhan always told his aunt anything because from the time he and Zulaikha's aunt were close..

30min they talked, finally Borkhan said goodbye and turned off his phone. He immediately followed the wife who was in their room, he saw Lulu had slept so soundly that he did not feel if Borkahn stroked his cheek..

Borkhan stroked the wife's cheeks gently filled with affection, occasionally kissing the forehead down to the stomach..

Borkhan remembered something, and immediately called Asad and gave him this happy news. He also asked Asad to check if the Qars (Mansion) he built was finished yet, because he would not let the wife stay forever in the apartment..

''I understand sir, is there anything else you need? ask Asad.

''No, that's enough and yaa tell Yanti with Tuti to come here tomorrow, because tomorrow will have dinner at my residence.''

''Fine Sir.

Borkhan turned off his connection and immediately followed Lulu to sleep..

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Asad smiled, then called people to tell Tuti to go to his room..

Tuti was really fed up with the behavior of the lion one, because it kept on pranking him and always forced his will..

Like this morning, Tuti had to accompany Asad to breakfast before working in his room. Though Tuti had breakfast with Yanti before leaving for the restaurant..

As a result Tuti's stomach is full, so he can not freely move..

Geck..

Geck..

Chequek.

Yanti opened the door with an unfriendly face..

''Now what else.?

''What's with your face, not as usual?''

''No need to think about my face, what do you want to talk about.'' said Tuti who was sitting on the sofa leaning and folding his hands..

Asad looked at Tuti's face intensely. ''I have prepared our wedding preparation documents, are you ready.? ask Asad who made Tuti immediately enforce his position..

''Are you crazy? I told you I don't want to marry you.!!

''And I told you that there is no rejection for me!! firmly Asad who makes Tuti snort sebal.

''Because of the labile little boy, the laborer, are you not ashamed to marry a aunt like me.?!

''Hey, don't call me a kid, and why am I ashamed to marry you! our difference is only 11 years.what's wrong? you see Mr. Borkhan was just married to your best friend and their differences are further compared to ours.

''That's definitely different Ya lonaaaaaa.'' Anxious Tuti

''Heii you are not polite with your future husband is mocked with the word lion. what is a lion.? ask Asad.

''Isn't your name Asad.?

''Huh.

''Asad which means in Indonesian is Lion, I am not taunting you.!!

''Why are we talking about my name.!! tomorrow you and Yanti are on holiday, because we're going to Mr. Borkhan's apartment to celebrate his happiness. ''

''Happiness? what happiness, are they not in Indonesia?

''They have gone home earlier.'' said Asad standing near Tuti who was sitting on the sofa..

''Heii little boy what do you want.? tanya Tuti retreated, when she saw Asad approaching her..

''I will punish your lips, because always tease me little boy.'' said Asad smiling grinning, which makes Tuti immediately close his mouth with both hands..

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