
Rafael and Alisha were both silent at Alfaro's pitiful-sounding words. Somehow Alfaro's words sounded like a sad message. However, Rafael thinks positively, maybe those words mean they can be together raising their children.
“Your faces why so melow so? We come here to have fun, ‘kan?” Alfaro disperse the reverie of Alisha and Rafael. He himself was not aware of what he was saying.
“Sister, whatever happens, your son is my son. My son is also your son. We will raise them together, and of course they will take turns visiting us, right ‘kan?” raphael asked to remove his heart.
“Ya, right. I'm sure I have to prepare a lot of food if your son comes to our house,” Alfaro replied while putting sand in Rafael's shorts.
The next second the younger brother who did not receive immediately returned his brother's ignorance with more sand. What followed was a fierce fight between the brothers that rolled around in the sand. So childish.
Two pregnant women who saw her husband rolling around chose to go and walk to the villa to catch up with their in-laws.
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Alisha and Anna were looking at their photo this morning. Alisha and Rafael have more photos in different styles. Understandably, he is the most spoiled and the most willing. Plus her husband who is ready to pay more if the photographer they are ready to obey all the wishes of his wife.
“Look, this if all we print mounted pigora, must be one wall full of your photo,” said Rafael who reached the head bobble because of his wife's behavior.
“I told you, will spend all your money during pregnancy,” reply Alisha. “This is also a golden opportunity because you want to pose as I like. I ‘kan have a lot of imagination, Mas.”
“If you say the same Bumil we will not be able to win, El.” Alfaro patted his sister's shoulder because no matter how strong he was in the eyes of his business rivals, he would always lose if he had argued with his wife.
“Now dong, Pa. The doctor's estimate was me first, biweekly difference like Anna's sister,” replied Alisha, glancing at her sister and winking.
“Good, Papa can not shadow if the lahiran together. Panic and deg-degannya can doble-doble later,” reply Papa Arya.
“When mama gave birth to Alfaro, your papa until cry-nangis.” Mama Shana glanced at her husband with a mocking smile.
“Eh, his name is first child reasonable, Ma. Al sama El later must also feel it kok.” Papa Arya defended herself.
Alfaro and Rafael interlock lyrics. Rafael swallowed his saliva. She herself was still afraid of imagining such a thrilling birthing process. Imagine his wife feels tremendous pain, until now he has not been able to.
“Mas, you daydream what?” alisha asked who saw her husband silent with a blank look.
“No, just aja degan aja shadow you lahiran.”
Cold sweat had already come out from the man's forehead. He was afraid that Alisha would fall into a coma like when a few months ago she hit the woman who is now his wife.
“I haven't been born yet you've been deg-degan, Mas. How about later if you accompany me in the delivery room.” Alisha rubbed her husband's forehead with a hearty look.
“Can I wait outside?”
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