MY 250 MILLION PEARLS

15. Ryoichi/Ryuchi = Kids/Good First Prince

When Luke finally turned away from the screen and looked at Hana, none of the two were able to speak.

The wife looked back at him but it was as if she had trouble making a sound. Just gulping saliva, just before Luke took the initiative to lift the body from the chair sitting, without upright continue to lean the body over the reclining wife.

Doctor Tyas smiled more and more looking at the man of the future father while resting one hand on the mattress on the side of Hana's shoulder, then lowered his head to kiss right on the surface of the wife's lips. I hope the doctor won't be offended by this.

Just a light peck, but so unexpected that Hana was just lying there, unnerved. Then a shy blush as Luke confronts both of their faces, whispered hoarsely by the tightness, of a happy feeling that soon filled the cavity in the chest, and,

"Campaign. The twin of one of us... You, or me?"

If only there were 2 others in the examination room, maybe Luke would have mel*mat with hungry lips they blushed Hana under the man's face.

Doctor Tyas cleared his throat, interjecting, "A healthy, normal, very henchman, sleeping, does not seem to want to start the action yet.

Even if Mother Hana has not felt the movement even though it is smooth, just be patient, maybe soon mother will already feel it."

Luke straightened his body, still standing at the side of Hana's bed he turned and put on a grim smile at the doctor,

"Thank you, doctor.already. And also for some explanation..."

"Together, Mr. Luke." nodded the doctor Tyas kindly between his smile back at the man at once to Hana.

Looking at Hana again then back to the USG machine screen while sitting down, Luke clearly hid his teary eyes.

He will soon have children, a child, or grandchildren...

"Ehm...if you're alone, Hana, have you prepared a name for her?" Luke suddenly asked this question. Shocking Hana who was seriously scrolling HP in hand.

The first time the man talked about names.

"Name?" Hana furrowed her forehead looking at Luke as soon as the man turned his head and their gaze met.

"Yes," Luke nodded seriously, having returned completely to the backrest of the carriage seat, "Maybe I will try later."

Oh my goodness...

"Entahh... Just think about it. Just in case.." added Lukas lirih.

Got it.

"Me-ngg, may I mention it? I have a name proposal." Sweet parasites and intelligent eyes Hana looks sparkling, enthusiastic, deliberately ignoring her husband's cross-dependence. Don't want to be late following that.

"certain. Just say it." Weak nods to Luke. Like someone who is tired. No longer entirely because of turmoil, but half because he was in looking at Hana, overwhelmed by his wife's positive response to the discussion of the name he suddenly revealed.

Yeah, all this time Hana was always a submissive wife. Responsive or not stupid, although not too reactive. And Luke would never try to greed for Hana, expecting more or more of this woman.

See it as Luke once said; well, understanding, nothing, Luke is happy enough. And also moved, just as the man was feeling.

"I like Japanese characters. I want his name to smell a little Japanese. Ryoichi's. Or Ryuchi. It means a good first prince. Maybe you'll allow it to be inserted in the middle or behind his name, whatever."

Ryuichi? Luke muttered the name and pondered it for a moment.

Ryoichi's. Or Ryuchi. It sounded strange in the man's ears. But it's not a problem. She knows Hana is a huge favorite of Japanese characters. Also, in this day and age, Japanese, Korean or Chinese characters are indeed trending in Indonesia. Even world.

"OKAY. We'll use that name and slip it. See later. In front, middle, or back."

Spontaneous Hana raised an eyebrow, dumbly.

Bummer. Luke agrees so easily. Not commenting on this-that, for example asking why the Japanese name that one was chosen.

Countless of how happy and touched he was, then without a second thought he grabbed Luke's right arm, embracing it tightly around the elbow of the man.

Only then did the husband deliberately do a gentle rub there Hana finally realized, then hurriedly rejected himself while removing the embrace.

The response of a stifled laugh and a joking whisper from Luke only made the woman increasingly remove the smile, pretending to return to a flat expression.

"Look off... The seat across from you is empty, there's no audience."

Poking her mouth, Hana just shook her head.

Indeed, since the departure from Jakarta the train compartment is not fully filled with passengers.2 seats on the opposite side of Hana's seat were empty until now. It is very inviting privacy to sit Luke and Hana. Even if the man was interested in 'collecting' Hana, no one would see from that direction.

But because along the way the man was not wanting anything other than to dissolve himself in his mind, this inviting privacy was clearly wasted.

Luke took Hana's hand, which was neatly placed in her lap, and held it, squeezing it hard, until she turned to him again, "Unless the mother suddenly wanted to give her a name, Hana, I hope you don't mind allowing me to ask that we use her name."

Mother's favorite child, Hana knows very well what is the reason why Luke is nicknamed this from many parties. Not a nickname that contains elements of provocation, but just guyon only.

There's basically. Because yesterday the husband was the most busy taking care of his brother's pain, to put the brother stay in the man's house and hire a special maid to take care of his pain.

And long before that, once her husband was the one who helped parents the most financially, once he started working and earning income, stability. Because the man's father was just a middle-income elementary school teacher, while the mother worked as a washer-rubber.

So by itself in the future both parents seem to return the services, by paying excessive attention to it. It was as if Luke was the most beloved son. Although it is true that the man and 3 other brothers still get the same attention, far from the element of bias.

"Yes. Okay. I agree." Tulus Hana voiced her voice.

"Yes-okay-I agree," repeated Luke, echoing Hana's words among her beards, "Okee, done. Thank ye... Ah, by the way, do you know your name itself means anything?"

"Hana?"

"Yes. It means something. There are a few."

"All I know is Japanese. It means flowers."

"Exactly. Let me explain what it means.

Hannah... Hana in Korean means favorite or number one... Hana, in Japanese, means flower... While Hana in Hebrew is Chana or Hannah, meaning beautiful or pleasant. And Hana in Arabic, Hanaa, means happiness, joy, pleasure."

"Wuah, do you understand that?" Automatic Hana reacting to the influence. Amazed Luke turns out there is attention on his name.

The man smiled a lot, "I've only ever fiddled to find out."

"Ooo..."

"I don't think I'll give you a name. Mm-other time only. Um..." Pretending to be snorting Luke lightly connected while then, "the next one."

The next.

Hana's heart quietly trembled, within her chest expanding. Sounds like Luke wants a second child? No no no, he will never object. Whatever child the man wants, he will be able to conceive for him.

But he doesn't want to talk about it now. The husband seems so too.

And without them knowing they've talked a lot compared to a few hours ago. At the end of this train journey.

For a while Luke forgot about the turmoil of thought.

And there's one other thing on the other side... Hana's been so eager to have the courage to kiss her husband's cheek. Or just stick her nose around her husband's neck. It's unclear what this is really because of 'inborn orok' or what.

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