Hot Daddy: My Beautiful Morning

Positively

Positively.

Daddy immediately bowed in gratitude after seeing line two in the testpack I used. Oma too, their happiness cannot be explained by a series of words. Oma immediately hugged me, plus Daddy, as if I had equipped our little family. Oh my God, especially later after this child is born, it must feel like I gave the whole world to them.

"Thank you, yeah, honey. Oma happy. Oma is waiting for your son. Oma's so happy."

I'm nodding. Tears wet my face. They didn't doubt me in the slightest, far from what I feared. "Thank you, Oma. Thank you for your trust."

"Already, already, there is no need to discuss this. Madam Midwife wants to check your health first" said Oma. "What do you want to eat? Let Oma make it."

I shed my tears with my hands. "Anything, Oma. It's up to Oma."

"Oma promise, Oma will pay extra attention to you and also to your womb. Thanks again, yes, dear."

After checking health by Bu Nita which includes blood pressure and sugar levels, Bu Nita calculated the estimated month of what I will be born, and the possibility of falling in early March, then he gave me some vitamins for my health and my content, he said goodbye. And, now it was Daddy's turn: happily he lifted my body and wrapped his hands tightly around mine.

"I'm very happy. Thank you," he said. "And I need to emphasize to you, I understand the explanation of the doctor at that time, there were no cells* male sperm that entered your body, and you were even given a pill to prevent pregnancy after that incident. It means that we need not hesitate, the one you are carrying now is my seed. I believe, Kejora. Don't be afraid, huh? You don't have to think about anything. Just focus on your content. Our son-in-law. Okay?"

I nodded, overwhelmed by the blue-tinged taste. Her happiness is unstoppable. Especially after that day Daddy became a super husband on standby at all times, every day, every time, twenty-four hours. He was not sorry for me because of nausea, he was happy because with so many opportunities to pamper me, acting as a standby husband and a good father. You know, he even bagged my telon oil. So, when I was nauseous, she took the telon oil out of her pocket and rubbed it on my back and stomach. There is a sense of gratitude that I express behind the pain of nausea that I must face every day.

"Nake?" ask her every time she rubs my back or she rubs my stomach. I was always his top priority, even when he received a call from a garden worker who delivered a report about the estate, Daddy left the phone first to take care of me. He was very enthusiastic about his first child.

And, thankfully, this pregnancy took my attention and my mind. My hunger and nausea that seemed to race and switch it makes me not have time to think about the bad events that have passed. I didn't forget, but I didn't remember it nor did it come back to my mind, not anymore. And quite the opposite, I was very happy with the hormones in my body that were affecting my mood. I want to spend a lot of time with Daddy.