Fat Broken Wing

Overprotective

KIYARA POV

There's a constant tingling in my heart, knowing my first pregnancy was amazing, uh not the first pregnancy anyway … this is my second pregnancy after having a miscarriage some time ago without having had time to know and feel the pregnancy. And now, thank God once I have returned to pregnancy, twins 3 .. masyaAllah is very happy because of my desire to have twins terijabah.

Tearing my stomach, now my habit .. it always feels amazing, although there is no movement from inside there but since I know there are 3 fetuses in my stomach it feels like the inner bond exists by itself. Makes me want to always, mengbulukannya with a soft move from the outside and this is also always done Mas Dave, Papa of my children, emh or rather Papa of the child, child, and my son.

Since one week ago, when my husband and I announced the news of triplets pregnancy, Mother and Mommy of course with their respective partners, each, choose to take turns staying at our house and make no day without the presence of one or both of these for one full week.

“It's drinking the milk first.”

“Yes Allah, kagetin aja this Mas,” said, when it is not wrong Mas Dave too, I was aja who daydream until unconscious husband himself was in front of the eyes. Even so, I immediately took one glass of chocolate flavored milk that Mas Dave gave me, then sipped slowly enjoying the milk of pregnant women with chocolate variants.

“Ndreamunin what the hell? From earlier on called also no nyahut,” he replied while, rubbing the corner of my lips with the fingers of his thumb.

“Still,” I said with a big smile.

“I no longer daydream anything kok Mas, again menggerasain stomach only. If you have been found there is new content feels sometimes so fast at the bottom here,” kilahku.

 “Now again kasa kenceng?” ask her with worry.

“No, I was thinking again why it had been discovered there was new content sometimes keraseng, but before I did not feel anything, I did not feel anything,” obviously me and in reply to a gentle swab at the tip of my head and then switch on my stomach which although only two months already looks a little more distended, but I still doubt … this is added distended because I am pregnant or because the fat is increasing along with the appetite that returns to squirming, dominant irregular again.

“Darling, not because you do not feel but yesterday you are indifferent, regardless of the feeling of urgency or maybe even pain, because there is no grandpa let alone you also perfect there flecks right? Yes it makes you feel if there is pain in your stomach, you think the other is not because there is this emesh grandpa, even though they have already given the code to Mama,” he replied.

“Si Dedek also gave the same code Papanya,” I replied while giggling amusedly, because it was so for 9 weeks I have not felt cravings or vomiting like a pregnant person, at all, just a little more sensitive though sometimes still controlled.

“Ish, ngeledekin Mas, this story,” he said while menoel my cheek.

Ting .. tong .. ting ... tong …

“There are guests, Mas ... down the door,” invite me.

“Just relax aja Darling under again there Mother with Dad, earlier he both again watch tv, waiting for the si utun do not wake up from the breakfast abis so they take care of below, he he he he, he,” said Mas Dave.

“Iya, but we also have to go down do not let Daddy or Mommy follow here, pity must go up and down the stairs, and,” answered me and walked over to my home veil hanger and just put it on without changing my clothes, because today I happened to be wearing a long-sleeved negligee.

Since I was pregnant, Mas Dave very strongly forbid me to use any form of discoloration, in addition to CDs of course he he he he .. afraid of his children kolorr kegenjet he said, very strange deh his thinking, he said, oh, my God, I have that husband.

“Pelan-pelan, the way do not be too snapped,” Mas Dave reprimanded because I accidentally walked a little faster when hearing the voice of my best friend from below.

“Iya-iya, sorry I was too cool under my best friend,” I said with a big smile and just immediately I wrapped my hands on his sturdy arm, so as not to lash again.

Tiwi, almost running if not see the sharp gaze of Mas Dave who seemed to give signs ‘do not approach!’, making me smile.

“Tiwiii ... uh, kangen once,” I said when I got permission from Mas Dave to get closer to my best friend.

“You sick? why this shoot was also led by Kak Dave,” chirped while sitting me on the same sofa with him.

“Kiyara, again pregnant Darling .. thank God it has been two months more, 9 weeks if more precisely,” replied Mother who had been sitting on the sofa next to Dad.

There I could see the surprised and happy look on Tiwi's face, no longer the dim and fearful eyes, before he got violent Anu from Kak Tama. While Kak Tama, the man was just quiet, sitting on the single sofa not far from where we were sitting, at least he had proven his words to me and Mas Dave who would return Tiwi to what it was, jolly and cheerful girl.

“Seriously? Aaaah, I am very happy to hear it, healthy nephew Aunt Ti,” he said as he rubbed my stomach slowly and I nodded with enthusiasm.

“Nak Tiwi, is it filled?” ask Mother, after pausing her speech as if she was weighing whether the question would hurt her child's friend or not.

“Not yet, Tan .. just pray.”

“God willing, as soon as Bun eh Tan,” replied Tama who almost coincided with his wife.

“Iya, surely Aunt pray .. but you are still newly married also so just enjoy the first time together, just two, or if you want to immediately have a baby at home Aunt still have zuriat and dates, buy one week ago the intention for Kiyara but thank God before being brought here, on the same day even Kiyara first who came to the front house, bring happy news,” said Mother.

 “Eh, or don't Tan,” reject Tiwi, while smiling grimacing as if imagining something.

“Ngak, nothing is accepted people are given this nolak you, Honey ... I also want to spit-spet have children,” unexpected answers even spoken from the mouth of Kak Tama, Kak, makes me smile wide.

“Eh, I briefly made a drink first even the preoccupation of chatting like this,” my words while patting my own eel, indeed if I have met a friend who long did not meet his innate want to directly chat mulu.

“Let's just Yang .. pity our child, child, child .. later tired,” said Mas Dave who makes me even reflex to pat my eel back.

“Child, child, child? You mean what, Bang?” asked Kak Tama with his arrogant tone, he seemed to still have a grudge against my beloved husband because he pegpukin him in the hospital months ago.

“He planted 3 shares at once,” replied Dad casually.

“What? You are pregnant 3 babies in your womb court Ki?” ask Kak Tama with her shocked face.

“Hem, yes ..”

“Wahhh .. congratulations Kiyara your dream really materialized!!!” heboh Tiwi, makes me sing my happy smile, Tiwi said very well if my dream is realized, even through the steep and winding road to get to this point, and of course make Mas Husband so overprotective to me and our three children of course.