Love For Gaby

Love For Gaby
Prospective Parents



Days have passed, without feeling Gaby's marriage with Ello has been running for almost months. The life lived also seems happy, now both Ello and Gaby are preparing the needs for the birth of baby G later. Because HPL (Accounted Birth Day) according to doctors just count the days.


“Darling, what diapers, telon oil same baby lotion already in the bag?” gaby asked as she folded some baby blankets into a special baby bag.


“My mother is my darling. I answered your question earlier. This is your fifth question. Did you forget?” ask Ello back while scooping chubby Gaby's face.


“Really? Did I ask you five times? The feeling just now El. You lied to me!” sul Gaby to her husband Ello.


Ello also massaged his temple slowly. He did not want to argue to explain what really happened. Because Ello knows, pregnant women are very sensitive. Ello still remembered what his grandfather said.


 “Women are always right so just follow what they say. From your household to threat.”


“Hehe..I'm sorry baby, I was just kidding. So how can we eat out today?” take Ello to distract.


“Before El, we must first permit to dede utun. Do you want us to eat together?” gaby replied while doing what he wanted to do.


Ello smiled meaningfully. Unexpectedly in a matter of days, the two of them would become a pair of old men. Both Ello and Gaby can't wait to hold the baby they gave the initials baby G.


“Hello baby G, this is mommy. Can mommy eat out with daddy?” gaby asked towards her protruding stomach.


“Gosh! Then baby G replied what yank?” ello asked with a laugh in response to Gaby's adorable demeanor.


“Say baby G can. But can not go home malem-malem dad.”


Ello was increasingly laughing at Gaby's behavior which he thought was so funny. How can a baby in the womb answer people's questions? But Ello also believes, pregnant women with her fetus has an inner bond. And every word of his mother, then the fetus will respond with movement. Like kicking.


“Alright, daddy won't be long borrowing mommy. And daddy make sure to take care of you as much as daddy can. Because of you, half of daddy's life,” said Ello while kissing Gaby's belly that squeaks.


Without feeling clear circles seeping from the gap of Gaby's eyelids. Yes Gaby is grateful, that man is Gracello Sanders. The man he thought was geeky, quiet who always fought with him first. It turns out to be his soul mate.


Gaby still remembers, when she first met Ello. That thick-browed young man was extremely geeky. Horse glasses, to a hairdo that looks like an upside-down bowl. Gaby always nicknamed him, the eyebrow sinchan.


“Yank, why are you crying? Is there anything that makes you sad?” ask Ello who's been worried about Gaby's emotional changes lately.


“You who are patient yank, soon then our happiness will be perfect. There's you, me and baby G,” exclaimed Ello trying to cheer up Gaby's uneasiness.


Gaby nodded in agreement to what Ello said to her.


“We'd better hurry up, because I'm already very hungry yank,” whine Ello later.


“Alright, oh.iya indeed we go where yank?”


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Arriving at the roadside lesehan stall, Ello stopped his car.


“Yank, are you sure you ate here?” ello asked while looking around the place.


Lesehan food stalls are indeed very crowded buyers . But that's exactly what Ello was worried about when eating out in the open. Ello was afraid something happened to his wife when it was so crowded. Moreover, his wife was pregnant as old as now.


“Yakin! Here it's yank delicious food. Dede and I want to eat here anyway!” firmly Gaby.


Ello breathed his heavy breath. For him the request of a wife is an absolute order and does not accept rejection. Inevitably, Ello obeys everything Gaby wants. Especially tonight, before they are faced with the busy taking care of their baby later.


“Alright, anything for you baby.”


“Thank you daddy!”


Gaby was so excited, because everything she wanted could be filled by her husband Ello. Gaby was so happy to jump around like a child until something happened.


“Aakh! Pain!”


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