Gala Asmara [Mature From Small ]

Bisikin.

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Three months passed, now the age of the womb Ara has entered the final trimester which means soon the fruit of sweat together on the bed will greet the world. Ara who is now increasingly dependent on Gala makes him often cry self-blame.

"Darling, why else?" gala asked, as she had just come out of the bathroom after cleaning herself.

"I don't feel very useful. Want to wake up alone can not" complained Ara sad but with an irritated tone.

"Hey, don't talk about it! what the hell, you"

Gala approached and sat down by his wife's side, since the doctor had already arranged her delivery schedule, Ara was much more sensitive.

The big-bellied woman often daydreams until finally crying, Gala and Khayangan are certainly very worried about the condition of Ara this late.

"I want to get up, brother" he yelled.

"Yes let's wake up, don't use that anger." seduced Gala, he will be the most patient creature in front of his children.

"Sick, sick, confused" Ara replied.

"Handle to me, guaranteed not to be confused anymore ya beautiful"

She welcomed her husband's hand. He stood with the help of Gala who held his hands and waist.

"Don't say that again, you're the greatest woman. Thank you for perfecting my life by making me a father in the near future" Gala said, expressing her heart.

"But... "

"Sstt, you want to stay here waiting for me to finish tidying up or go to the dining room first?" gala asked with her hands cupped round pretty face of her beloved wife.

"Ara first, the danger if Ara see the papaya hanging Brother"

"Why?" ask Gala.

"Fear of biting" chuckled the beauty as she bellowed away leaving the laughing Gala

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Ara came down from the stairs very carefully, but she was often ordered to go down or up by elevator.

"Umi, what's breakfast this morning?" asked Ara as she walked into the dining room.

"There is bread, complete yellow rice and chicken soup. Ara wants what?" Khayangan asked back.

"Sup, but Ara wants the same neck wings yes"

"Ara want to fly?" kekeh Bumi chimed in on his beloved daughter.

"Yes, Ara wants to mutter in the sky"

"Eh, bring uncle" continued Ola who just came while struggling spoiled on the arm of her twin sister.

Everyone laughed, then enjoyed breakfast to their taste. Khayangan deliberately prepare a variety of dishes because the wishes of the child and her husband are often different.

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His mind had wandered where because of fear of the possibility that the doctor would say later.

Chequek.

The couple entered when the door of the examination room was opened by one of the nurses. A doctor stood up and gave his best smile.

"Good day, ladies and gentlemen"

"Her, doctor" said Ara and Gala together who then sat together.

"Hows it? any complaints, miss?" ask the doctor.

"No one, Ara was just afraid" he replied honestly according to Khyangan's request who advised he had to say what he felt to the doctor when examined.

"There's nothing to worry about, we'll do our best"

Ara just nodded without a smile, she could not deny her heart which was indeed very scared.

Gala could only rub his wife's back to give her some strength.

Ara that will be checked, now it is placed in the patient's bed. Gala certainly very swiftly stood beside Ara while holding her hand.

"All good and healthy, amniotic fluid is also quite and good" explained the doctor who remained focused on the screen before his eyes.

"Thank God, Relax baby" Gala said. He knew that Ara was very afraid of the delivery procession later.

"Yes, but no promise" said Ara with a sad face but very adorable.

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Doc, can't dong Ara girl what a guy?

One.. two.. three.. four.. what are five?

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