Dear, My Baby [Congratulations]

14| Ready to Get Married?!

Raka could not imagine in his life, he would do mastubarsi in the hospital in the doctor's office. Perhaps this was the most embarrassing and memorable experience for him. Just look now, how shameless he is. Spitting out sighs after sighs of restraint, filled this entire small space. It felt the heat was exciting due to the atmosphere that was emanating from within his body.

His hand kept pumping his manhood, trying to pull out his viscous liquid, following his passionate intuition. While his other hand, holding tightly to his smartphone that lit up, displayed a photo of the figure he loved. By looking at the photo of Naura, then he was more quickly aroused and immediately released the fluid needed Neil.

Raka growled in the pleasure of his muffled sigh, not too bold in exploring his sigh, because it will disturb other figures outside this practice space. Waiting for the results of his mastubarsi.

It took only fifteen minutes for Raka to channel her orgasm. His breathing began to weigh heavily as shouts of satisfaction were held back when it reached his orgasm. His lips flashed a smile after completely breathing a sigh of relief.

Raka hurriedly put her sperm liquid into the bottle, which she had previously accommodated into her palm. After that, Raka cleaned her former mastubarsi. On the body, hands and floor - slightly scattered when putting the sperm in the bottle. Raka smiled with satisfaction watching the bottle in her hand, then turned to stare at the screen of her smartphone that was still on. Then kiss Naura's photo with a happy feeling while imagining Naura really standing in front of her.

“Until we meet again, Baby.”

🍃Dear, My Baby🍃

"It's over, Bro?!" Neil raised his head, looking at Raka who went outside from his practice room, carrying the bottle he had given.

"More. Immediately implant it into Naura's womb." Raka placed the bottle filled with her sperm in front of Neil confidently.

Neil grabbed the bottle on his desk. Half hesitantly picks it up, deciding whether to wear germ-resistant wipes or gloves, or just bare hands. For the sake of maintaining sperm quality, and to stay sterile and minimize failure, Neil finally used gloves to take the bottle. Then put it in a plastic bag.

Neil shuddered in disgust, lucky to pick it up earlier using gloves. Never before had I thought of doing something like this, picking up sperm from another man. Even before, he did it twice. It was his sperm, to be implanted into the wife's womb.

"This is what's called super sperm, yeah." Neil held up the small bottle high inside the plastic bag in his hand while watching it so closely.

"of course. If you're not tough, there's no way you'd come to me with a compassionate face."

"The ant!" Neil kicked Raka's chair. "I know that your sperm is tough, but, uh, it looks so weak, like a man whose back is cornered because his cat is married." Neil chuckled.

"Haaah.” Raka let out a short breath. “That's my sperm again sad, because he was constrained, because he could not immediately find his own way."

"It's easy, just open the road wide." Neil astounded.

"not yet. The road will open itself."

“Hn, could have been you, Ka."

Both are laughing. Something that smells bad sometimes both are like mind.

"So, after this what else should I do?" Raka was back to talking seriously.

"Done, only Naura did the final insemination process," explained Neil as he cleaned up all the files on the table. "There's nothing else, right, you want to ask?" he continued while fixing the location of his glasses.

"Yes." Yeah."

"In that case, I'll take your sperm to the lab immediately. You wanna come?" bargain Neil. He stood out of his room with Raka behind him.

"Do you still need me?"

"No. Just take your sperm there."

"Oh." Raka nodded in understanding. "After that do you have any free time?"

Neil snuck while stroking his chin. "Mmm, got. After the insemination, I had time. Why the hell?"

"For a long time we did not speak freely. Let's hang out later in the afternoon," asked Raka, walking casually with Neil down the hospital hallway.

"okay."

🍃Dear, My Baby🍃

"That's the story." Neil ended his speech. Taking a deep breath while staring at the sweet figure in front of him. There was nothing to cover him up anymore, from the beginning to the end he told everything to Naura. Now it's just about giving everything to Naura. He will accept whatever the consequences.

"It's unbelievable. Brother is working with Raka." Naura exhaled a heavy breath. Looked at Neil's guilty face at him.

"I'm sorry, please temper Big Brother as much."

"I'm not angry at all, sister." Naura flashed a big smile like a model advertising toothpaste under the hot sun, while banging Neil's desk, even the vibrations were very pronounced on Neil's thigh, coincidentally stuck to his desk.

Crazy, even though pregnant the power is very strong, like a bull that is raging. Is this what he says is not angry? "Oh, so yeah. Mercifully. He he - he." Neil gulped repeatedly.

"Ha ha ha." Naura hit the table harder, like a drummer who was busy beating drums on stage.

"Try you think, when I have the heart to anger Brother Neil whom I have considered his own brother, who could not really let Brother Naura have a problem. Yes, right, sister," Naura said in a flat voice as she emphasized sentence by sentence. This sweet figure still maintains a wide smile like toothpaste.

"He he."

Neil was only able to be astounded, unable to comment anymore, as if his mouth was duct tapeed so strongly. Naura's words were too telling her. This young doctor unbuttoned some of the top buttons of his white shirt. It suddenly felt hot and stuffy, as if the surrounding air was sucked into an invisible black hole. Neil inhaled as much oxygen as possible, as if the presence of oxygen on this earth would be destroyed instantly.

Naura looked at Neil with a soft face. Biting lips hard. He could not be angry at the figure of his neighbor. His fault. Previously did not want to know the identity of the donor, even though Neil had told him. Reminded him. More importantly, he was self-aware, because the criteria were too high, making it difficult for Neil to find the right donor, ended Neil just thought with one Raka.

"Hufts. In addition to working with Raka secretly behind me, I regretted Brother's actions a little" continued Naura in a disappointed tone while paying attention to one by one his nails that began to lengthen, then he turned to look at Neil's black eyeballs.

"What's that?" neil asked resignedly under the cold gaze of his sweet neighbor.

"Why Brother just thought to Raka about the donor. A lot of donors who might be able to meet the criteria I'm asking."

"More?" Neil raised his eyebrows, then chuckled amusedly.

"Ih, Brother. Of course sure." Naura pursed her lips. Didn't like to hear Neil's naughtiness, which certainly contained a joke for him.

"But according to Brother, no."

“Ne? (yes?)” Naura spoke with Korean accent as well as the two eyebrows fused together.

"If it is a lot, of course now the fetus in your stomach is not from Raka's sperm. And Brother, there's no need to be a hermit in the cave meditating for a week thinking about it."

"He he." Naura. I can't argue with Neil anymore.

"So, all this time Raka paid for all the costs of my insemination process?" naura asked to change the topic about her sperm donor. Really don't want to talk about it. He still has not fully accepted if the one who planted sperm in his womb was his former lover two years ago. People who have hurt his heart, with the heart to say the reason they broke up because of heredity.

"Yes, everybody" Neil was honest.

"Hufts. Brother, I don't want to owe anyone anything. Now the problem is getting more complicated. Because Raka wants to marry me."

"I think you guys are being stupid. There was a little bit of interference from my brother. But, you know Naura.”

“Ya?”

“The Brother's intervention was all also from the Almighty. If there is no permission from Him. It won't happen either. The proof is now, Raka donated her sperm to you. If you are not a match, maybe you are pregnant with someone else's child now,” said Neil preached.

Naura stunned. He stared at Neil's pitch-black eyeballs behind his glasses as he was overwhelmed with anxiety.

With someone else's child, yes.

"Here you go, Naura, according to Brother, just accept Raka's good intentions," Neil said, as if guiding where the clear goal of Naura's heart is at this time.

"It's not that easy to take it back, Brother," Naura replied quickly, as if she had found the footing of her fragile heart.

"I ..” Unknowingly Naura's hand clenched tightly under the table. “...still hurt her. After all, getting married is not my life's goal for now."

Neil exhaled a short breath. "But this is a good opportunity, Naura. Than you live alone, better live alone.” Neil returned as a father to his daughter.

"Yes, thanks for the advice. I'll think about it again" replied Naura. It is better to be left alone, than to continue to argue about it. This is a matter of the heart, not just to accept the intention of the person.

"Because we've come a long way on this issue. All of you open the others as well, let there be no more misunderstandings."

"What's that?" Naura's two eyebrows were tightly intertwined. So curious.

"You used to ask me why you could be here."

"Hm.” Naura stroking chin. Thinking for a moment. “Iya," he continued.

"Well, actually the one who recommended Big Brother was Raka. You must know why."

"Because of me?"

"Yup. Raka worries about you and your womb. So he was determined to recommend to the hospital in Jakarta to send Brother here, to be a special doctor for you."

"Hn! Maybe.” Naura spoke in a voice almost whispered. His face met when he heard Neil's words. There was a happy feeling sneaking in his heart.

“One more."

"What?"

"A week ago, you asked Jajangmyeon to Brother at midnight, right. After that, there's Jajangmyeon's nameless shipment."

"Hum, yes. I thought it was from Brother.” Naura flicked the end of the hair on her shoulder. “But, his handwriting is different with Big Brother."

"Of course it's different. Because the one who sent the food was not from Brother, but from Raka. Before, it was her brother who called her."

"Huft, he's again." Naura thunts.

"But, you like it, don't you," teased Neil as he blinked one eye.

"Then about the shipment of frog dolls, what is it from Raka?" Suddenly Naura also remembered about who sent her doll.

"Those frogs?"

"Yes. At midnight I also had a cravings for hugging stuffed frogs, and had a story to Sunny. In the morning, I got a doll delivery."

"Oh, about that, sorry, Naura. Brother really doesn't know. Ask Sunny directly."

"Had, he said it wasn't him."

"Then ask Raka. Who else besides Raka sent it."

"Hm ..." Naura just muttered as she stroked her chin.

"Norra."

Naura looked up, her eyes immediately met with Neil's pitch-black eyeballs when the young doctor removed her glasses.

"Yes?" the answer.

"Not that Brother wants to interfere with your problems or support Raka. It's also for your own good and your own Baby ..." Neil paused his sentence, before resuming his advice to this neighbor.

"Finely, think back to Raka's good intentions. Okay." Okay."

Naura. Not immediately replying, as if all the strings of sentences behind his tongue had melted in his silence, weakening his stance, letting him sink into a sea of anxiety in the deepest trough of his heart.

🍃Dear, My Baby🍃

The sun had long rested in its quarrel. His task had been replaced by moonlight, still looking timidly peering behind the clouds. For a moment the moon forgot her task, quietly watching two human beings who looked at each other intensely, trying to dive into each other's feelings.

No end Raka developed a beautiful smile on her lips, as if happiness was indeed created eternally only for her without being scratched by the ink of sadness that smeared her. I never thought there would be a day like this. I don't know what possessed this sweet figure to himself come to his residence - regardless of the main purpose of Naura coming here.

"Why not call first? I can pick you up." Still euphoric. Raka was confused as to what to do when talking.

"No need. I can come here alone, it's your home in the middle of the woods." Naura said ketus. After requesting Raka's address through Neil-after Naura had previously threatened the young doctor not to have a bucket mouth, informing Raka-hurried Naura here. Quite far away his house, located on the east coast of Jeju island, in an elite housing complex. It only takes about fifteen minutes to take an online taxi from her apartment.

"But you're not in your usual state. You're pregnant." Raka stared at Naura's distended stomach and Naura's face alternated.

"It's none of your business!" Naura grunts.

"Don't you, Naura, the baby in your belly is also my son."

Naura shut up for a moment.

"What if something happens to your body?"

"Not to worry.” Naura glared sharply. “I can take care of it myself. I'm coming here--"

"Change your mind, right. Ready to marry."