Getting Married to a Cruel Man

Triplets

Mirza continued to embrace Haira's shoulder. Not a bit of a gap to not be able to move freely. Has its own way to curb more subtle. 

Erkan chose to be in the middle of the bodyguard who was enjoying his meal. Avoiding Mirza's extremely sharp gaze. He didn't want to cause trouble like this afternoon. Although Haira herself asked, it still created a spark. 

The party attended by only the family and the men runs in wisdom. Deniz, the head of the family also enjoyed the event held in the villa relics of his parents. Make small events as a form of appreciation of caring for those who struggle with it. Moreover, the improved gunshot wounds made him ready to return to the public. 

Deniz stood in front of everyone to convey his purpose of holding the party. Representing her sisters expressed gratitude for the grace she received. 

"Tonight in addition to celebrating Haira's pregnancy, also celebrated our victory." Look one by one the men who have been faithful years to serve him. Without them, Deniz would not be able to face the enemies that continue to roll.

 

Glora's already rampant family business has everyone eyeing and doing various ways to cripple her. 

A boisterous applause adorned the villa in the middle of its silent night. The increasingly piercing cold is now warm with joyful togetherness. 

Deniz approached the bodyguards gathered beside his family. 

"Thank you, because you've sacrificed for my family." He cupped his hands in front of those who were also happy. 

"Tomorrow we will return home" he concluded again. Even so, Deniz still remains vigilant if at any time there are enemies that lurk.

After a long time stuck in a quiet place with great emphasis, they could finally breathe in some more fresh air. There is nothing more fun than being free. 

"Sister, I'm __"

"You want this?" sergeant Mirza took the white milk in front of him. Cutting off each of Haira's words was already her latest trick to distract the woman's brain. 

Haira. Her eyes glanced at Erkan at a glance then looked at her husband. 

"I'm sleepy." 

Hew 

Mirza exhaled slowly. His heart rate that had hunted back to normal. When he had spoken like that, he had to immediately take him to the room, afraid that Haira would change her mind again. 

Mirza complies with Haira's request. He left a great party. 

Haira laid her body beside Mirza, but for a few minutes, her eyes could not be closed. He looked at Mirza who was also staring at him. 

"I can't sleep, brother," he lamented. 

This is not a sign of __

Not yet finished his words, Haira had switched to sitting in Mirza's stomach. It's weird, but that's what Mirza likes. Pampering his wife in bed is one of the fun activities for him, so he will not refuse if Haira asks for it. 

"What do you want?" ask Mirza pretend. Her heart was racing, hoping that soon Haira would start her ritual. 

Both his hands were coiled around the slender waist of the wife. Creeping, giving a soft touch. 

Haira was silent, she was confused about what to say and do. And finally chose to go down. But his movements choked as Mirza's hand continued to grip him. 

"Why not be?" ask Mirza while tidying up Haira's hair that covers her cheeks. 

"The grandfather is sleepy." Groped his stomach and then yawned. 

"Yes, just sleep." Mirza patted her arm that had extended to the side. He did not want to force Haira's will, afraid that his mind would change and went to meet Erkan. 

Within minutes, Haira closed her eyes with regular breathing. A sign that the woman was already flying floated in her dreamland. 

"You are so strange, may our son be well until he is born into the world." Swiping Haira's stomach, greeting her son who just stayed there. 

Kissing Haira's flat stomach. Then, he replaced the lights with dim lights. It enveloped Haira's body, and only revealed her face. He went out again to his family who were still in the living room. 

"Haira's asleep?" tanya Nita who is still busy playing with Kemal. 

"Mommy's sick?" plain Kemal asked, he secretly peeked as the doctor examined Haira. 

"No, Son. Mommy's just sleepy. Does Kemal want to sleep with mommy?" tawar Mirza's. Stretched his hands. Clutching the tiny body of Kemal who scatters hugging him. 

Kemal. For he would rather sleep with Dawn and Hasan than with his mommy and daddy. 

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The whole family packed up. They are ready to leave Villa and return home. This morning the bodyguards will split up as they return to their respective homes in different cars. Deniz will accompany Mirza to the hospital first before leading a meeting at his company. 

"Be careful!" deniz said to Nita whose car drove first, after that the car carrying his wife and child and Kemal and Arini followed by his car and Haira and Mirza who were the last road, became a cover. 

Deniz goes to see Dr. Rose, the gynecologist who petrified Aynur and Nita while they were pregnant. He wanted his nephew to be born as healthy as anyone else. 

"Please, sir," said the nurse opening the curtains. Help Haira get on the bed. 

Mirza continued to accompany him, while Deniz waited outside while calling his secretary to prepare a meeting. 

From the beginning of the examination, Mirza only furrowed her brows. He does not understand the image on the monitor. Although the doctor explained in detail, still confused to see the form of his child is not clear. 

"And it seems like the baby lady Haira there are three," he said hesitantly. Still checking it intensely, afraid of misrepresenting information. 

"Three?" pekik Mirza, Between happy and surprised by the speech. 

After being certain, finally doctor Rose nodded and smiled. 

"My son three?" Just like Mirza, Haira did not believe the beautiful doctor's speech. 

It's not taboo anymore to have triplets, but it's a privilege for Haira and Mirza. 

"From now on, the lady must be careful. Don't get tired, because it will affect the baby."

"Thank you, Doc." 

Haira shed tears in Mirza's arms. He was overwhelmed by what the doctor had just revealed.

Mirza is eager to announce to the rest of the world that his wife is pregnant with triplets. 

Mirza and Haira come out to Deniz who seems busy talking to a man in a hospital uniform. 

"Have, Za?" tanya Deniz stopped her conversation. Looking at his two younger brothers. 

"What's this?" tanya Deniz put both his hands in his pants. 

Haira looked at Mirza. Code the husband to tell Deniz. 

"My son is triplets, brother." 

Deniz hugged Mirza. Saying congratulations. Although inwardly a little envious because his sister was far superior to him.