Because of the compulsion

Name for Little Master

"Madamma, there's another delivery for little Master" Erni reported, rushing to the gym, where Viona is now practicing gymnastics with her husband and personal instructor.

Viona was bowing, held by the Marshal according to the direction of the pregnancy gymnastics instructor. She turned her head while grimacing and immediately straightened up aided by her husband. "Who else's shipment?" Almost every day there are deliveries to prepare for childbirth and welcome their children who are only a few weeks away will be present.

"From lady Rahma. But, some of it even came from Lina's mistress as well."

Marshal only chuckled at his resigned wife. Both mothers are always compact to give a lot of gifts for their children, especially being the most anticipated grandchildren. How lucky are the children born in this family. There will never be a lack of anything. Evidently from not yet born alone has been sent many gifts from them. Until Marshal and Viona are sometimes confused, what should they buy in preparation for labor? While everything is already at home, thanks to Lina and Rahma who are always enthusiastic to buy all the items that will be needed.

"It's okay, honey. The sustenance of Dedek."

Viona nodded lethargicly. Refusing can not because it is a form of affection from the grandmothers of his children. "Say mama, that's enough, don't buy anything anymore. In the room of the Dedek did not fit in the goods again. It's full, Chal."

"Yes, Honey. I'll say."

"It's lucky that your first child is, yes." Gymnastics instructors chimed in. "Definitely his son will be a prima donna in the family. There will never be a lack of love. If the material is not asked again, right, yes." The meek woman chuckled softly and the married couple guaranteed her.

...***...

"It looks like this room has to be turned into a warehouse, Chal. It's fullness."

Marshal had just finished his bath, following his wife into the room that had been prepared for their son. No matter how spacious the room he prepared, if the two old ladies did not stop sending gifts, it would definitely be full as well. Viona said, Dedek's room even looks like a warehouse. Various toys and baby equipment, even can not be arranged neatly. It's like a baby shop, it's all in there.

"Later the Dedek will be uncomfortable if full like this. It's good to have some of us, is it?"

Marshal rubbed his wet hair with a small towel, looking around the room. He also did not know to be accompanied by such excessive items. Not yet born, his son already had that much stuff, especially when he was born. Marshal and Viona's parents would definitely stop at nothing to pamper her. If donated is also impossible. It would hurt the feelings of the mothers.

"Later I will provide two rooms. One special toy, another special one for her sleeping and her outfit. Just chill. I'll take care of it."

Viona was singing, sitting on the blue chair and looking at the baby toy she had just opened from her mother-in-law's delivery today. Too much and too much. Rahma and Lina always seem to buy what they see, while traveling around the shopping area. Viona doesn't think about it sometimes, but they bought it. There were even horses that could move and speak, predicted the gift of Rahma he ordered from Singapore. His son was still a long time to ride that horse! Viona wanted to grimace while shouting to see him.

"Eat already?" Marshal draped a towel on the edge of the baby box. He knelt down in front of his wife, giving a smooth swipe at her stomach that was increasingly round like a ball. The doctor said that in just three weeks, Viona will have to go through labor. Marshal was moved, never expecting time to go this fast. "Si Dedek if you haven't eaten must have kicked hard, yes, dear. You don't let him starve. Poor thing."

"Jude, I'm eating now." Viona stood holding tightly to the hands of the Marshal. Just moving around is very difficult because the burden is increasing. The baby in her stomach felt heavy and she began to struggle to move as she pleased. Must always find a handle so as not to limp. "But I want you to cook. How's it?"

There will be no rejection while Marshal can do it. He took Viona to get out of the hotshot's room. He likes it if Viona bothers him with various wishes and Marshal is always waiting for that moment to arrive. But, his wife never had a troublesome desire, until Marshal often felt less challenged with his cravings.

"Wait here, yeah."

Viona sits at the dinner table, picks up an apple and bites it while waiting for Marshal to cook for her. He loved the Marshal's cooking, always wanted it. Fortunately, the good-natured Marshal always granted whatever he asked for. Viona does not need to whine or even force, if all she wants can Marshal do as soon as possible.

Until the western cuisine unfolds in plain sight, Viona gives a big smile and says thank you very much. Marshal asks for a kiss, she gives as much as possible on her husband's face. Marshal won a lot, Viona just looks ordinary this time.

"Should I have a bribe?"

Viona shook her head, picked up the spoon herself and began to taste her food in silence. Every now and then he looked at the faithful Marshal accompanying him. Viona is happy because today Marshal is not out of the house, rather comforting because there is a schedule for her to do pregnancy gymnastics. And that's great for Viona, because Marshal doesn't need to see or meet a lot of women out there.

"Chal, you're ready to name my son, right?"

"Our son, my dear."

"Yes, our son means." Viona gave a wide grin, continuing her feed.

"There was. I'm ready for a good name for Dedek." Marshal shifted his seat, moving to form a round bulge where the little master grew up. "name ...."

Viona stopped the chewing, looked at the Marshal seriously, waiting for the name she said the Marshal had prepared for their child. "Who?" Marshal did not open his voice and instead snatched the spoon from Viona's hand, took food, and put it in his own mouth. "The chal!"

As if innocent, Marshal just smiled mysteriously and returned to feed no matter his wife growled and waited with an unhinged heart thump.

"Whose name?!" Viona snatched the spoon quickly from her husband's hand, until the food on the spoon splattered on the table. Viona doesn't care about it. All he wanted was for his curiosity to be fulfilled immediately. "Come, say!"

"Say what, honey?" The marshal pretended to be a fool, picking up a tissue to clean up the food strewn beside his wife's dinner plate.

"What's her name? Come, say! Don't make me curious!"

"You want to know?" Marshal's smile widened to see his wife nodding enthusiastically. "alright. His name is ...," Marshal deliberately played him. Viona to thump waiting for a special name that Marshal will give to the Dedek. "is ... who is it?"

"The chal!"

What name do you think is suitable for Little Master? Who knows if his advice could be used, ye, right.😚