My Beloved Husband

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Aisyah had already regarded the woman and the man as her parents, somehow seeing them these few days made her heart touched, reminded and imagined if both parents were still there, she said, surely they would sit together, Aisyah could show off her pregnancy as well as bring the husband she so loved.

Her tears trickled down immeasurably, she just herself stood at the boundary of the living room and the guest, looking at her two in-laws who were massaging and laughing in the living room.

Mother felt that someone was watching her, she turned her head and her smile widened, waving her hands for Aisyah to approach.

"Why baby?" greet mom while standing up, she invited Aisyah to sit next to her, mother is between father and Aisyah. "Why did you cry like that, did Bas hurt your heart?"

Aisyah shook her head, it provoked her father to threaten if Baskara dared to hurt his daughter-in-law's heart, where Aisyah is the first daughter-in-law in this house who is the most caring for herself and family honor even though she was mocked or got hit by the big waves at that time.

"Dad, Ais would say if it wasn't Bus's fault, don't be weird with his son, ask first why this is!" mother warns her husband who is easily provoked by emotions when discussing men injuring women. "Ais saying why!"

With a soft and soft voice, in the midst of the sobs, Aisyah revealed what had stuck in her heart, about the two parents she could not see and told, suddenly mom and dad also remember their parents who had been first, it feels tight and torturous.

This world is really meaningless when both parents are no longer near them, want to boast about what and show off what it feels like to be in vain because they will not be able to judge the efforts and results we get.

Aisyah lived alone since she was a child, but one thing that the father liked from her daughter-in-law, Aisyah's determination since childhood and did not change her character at all as a good woman.

Father patted his chest, asking the two women to lean back, if there is Shafiyah it must be three women nearby.

"I'm also your father, Bas you can think of as a father, soon he will be a father, the point is happy because the good things God still gives in our lives, meeting good people is a great gift, don't be sad!" I remember his parents too. "Do your best for them, if there's anything, don't hesitate to share, Is!"

"Yes, Dad. The ice doesn't taste good if the story is Ais makes and becomes a burden for both of you."

"Hey, don't do that, Mother from marriage to having three children also often chat with parents both, Your father is possessive, Bas is still obtained, Mother used to be sought after!" mothers with all the memories that women have, the past of any century must be remembered.

Aisyah straightened her head, "Dad want what first grandchild, boy or girl?"

I thought for a moment, and then he smiled.

"If it can be a man, he is the first and the burden must be a lot, so the shoulders of men are more likely to be here. But, that does not mean that Dad rejects women yes, do not be connected, want women or men, it is the best and still my grandson, descendants of Aksara!"

Duars,

Mom pinches my waist, "Acts only, where am I, what family??!" defending the rights of Baskara's biological mother is none other than her own maternal cousin. "Hayo, Bas isn't Dad's only son, don't be selfish!"

Retreat, if you want a world war like this, it is better for Aisyah to just disappear, because otherwise she would have become a mosquito repellent for both of them.

Mother and father rights, the cold war begins again.

Slowly Aisyah took some distance, she walked quickly back to the room, two men in this house no one worked, Nakula and Baskara.

"Kan, I'm just doing it, Mom. Don't be mad!" father admitted defeat to his wife.

"No, no for example!"

Kan, you know that he didn't just talk, it's good to play massages.

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Baskara held his wife's hand, arriving where they could see her son was a boy or a girl.

Initially it wants to be a surprise, but because there are suggestions to be checked just in case the goods are purchased so that not much is wasted or not suitable.

Aisyah wants to know her son or daughter, finally. Armed with a mental readiness that he nurtured for weeks and his lips that did not stop to continue praying, Aisyah continued to say that everything would be fine.

"Yanda" he called again.

"Yes, Nda. It's okay, I'm here with you!" Baskara.

"Don't be disappointed, for example"

"Sst, what the hell you say, Nda .. No one is disappointed, he's our son, want a boy or a girl, he's still our son!" once again, Baskara did not want his wife to think badly of him who seemed to glorify only boys, but what was in Baskara's mind was if he got a daughter, he did it again until he became a boy. "Come on, come on, Nda!"

Aisyah held the hand, she walked half-attached to her husband, the doctor's friendly greeting there usually made her calm, this time tense though Baskara continued to reassure her everything would be fine.

The pregnant woman lay down, one hand still held by her husband, while the doctor prepared for further examination.

The black monitor began to display the results, their eyes clashing with each other looking for a point where they could determine what kind of child.

The doctor smiled, "Waahh, deserve to like his father's temptations he said yes, he's a supporter of this mother, the warlord she is!"

Warlord, what does that mean?

Baskara turned his head along with Aisyah's half-raised head, asking the doctor who examined her for an explanation, what the warlord meant.

"They're this guy, Mom, sir!"

The two pairs of eyes were suddenly widened, increasingly made hot when the doctor pointed his cursor at the point where it was declared as an upright pole prospective baby both.

Baskara stood up while patting his chest, he looked again at the small pole that moved and the end was covered through the monitor.

"Hayo, what do you want to hide from your Yandamu, Dek?!" abugn. "We have the same pole!"

Hush!

Aisyah pulled her husband's hand, Baskara's words made the doctor and nurse surprised, their hearts like cremated and want to get out of place.

Having the same pole, what is it?

Hold it, the doctor and the nurse held back their eyeballs, not to glance at Baskara and towards the point where the woman in the bed could get pregnant.

Same pole, damn it!

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Who is waiting for Ajejeng to be patient, at the end of this month, they are chasing babas