My Blinds On The Eagle

My Blinds On The Eagle
Special Episodes....... That Love (2)



" I don't want to have an ugly sister.it's not my sister mommy ".


Syailendra is still sulking until they are all in the car when traveling back to the tiny house that has been occupied by Nilam. Rayhan scratched his head that was not itchy, he was frustrated with the behavior of his son who had a mindset of more advanced levels than children his age. It seems like the dominant genetic intelligence of a mother who will decline in her child, now can be seen the evidence by Rayhan. But the rest of Rayhan is very grateful for all this.


" Don't it be Alien .... ".


Dumplings....


" Later home.mommy love to see something yes, let brother know .. it's sister or Alien ". Nilam's answer was like a tactical act of a rescue force.


Rayhan smiled as he looked from the rearview mirror at how his son's expression was. Apparently the plump-cheeked boy really bent his knees if it was handled by his mother. Now the face that had been grumbling and throbbing almost crying, began to smile a little. Rayhan was really proud of this woman beside him. Best Mommy's....


Arriving at home without giving them a chance to eat dinner, Syailendra immediately began the action demanding his explanation. Rayhan can only shake his head. Now the two of them sat waiting in the dining room chair.


" Look ... This is a photo of Alend while still in mommy's stomach ".


Nilam came with some pictures of the USG during her first pregnancy. Syailendra seemed a little shocked to find the image that claimed to be him while still in the womb first.


" Are all babies this bad ? ", ask the boy.


" That's because they take time to grow into perfection in the belly of his mother.... The length is nine months and ten days .... See this picture of you newly born, already handsome right ? ".


The boy observed a photo of the baby wrapped in a blue cloth. A slight smile puffed up on his lips. " He .. he.. he.. kind of handsome ya mommy ".


" Your sisters will be so boy" Rayhan chimed in while kissing his son's hair.


" Mommy.... how do I let my sister grow up to be handsome in mommy's stomach ? ".


" Of course mommy should eat plenty of nutritious food, adequate rest. " Brother Alend will take care of mommy. if there is no Daddy pas ".


" Yes", replied the boy excitedly.


" Okay... if so now we all have dinner first yes.


" Two... are there two ?? how can there be two little babies ? ".


Waduuuuh. Oh my God. Nilam and Rayhan looked at each other again with a lethargic look. It will be long again........


And that night the atmosphere of dinner was like the atmosphere of a group discussion that was discussing about reproduction in humans. Amazingly, Nilam can provide answers and convey all the things asked by his child was clearly and clearly but in accordance with the age of the toddler the questioner. Even Rayhan listened to the amazement of each explanation.


" How can the egg in the stomach of the mommy be a small baby ".


Glekh !!!!...... Rayhan gulped. He looked at Nilam worriedly.


" It needs a Daddy who will help mommy raise her eggs so baby ".


Rayhan looked at Nilam with an anxious look that became doubled. But he did not find the slightest worry from the look on his wife's face. But according to Rayhan, the statement made by his wife will provoke further serious questions from the little detective. Aduuu.....


" Continue.... What does Daddy do with mommy eggs ? ". Sure enough, the terrible question finally came.


" When a man marries a woman, God gives them both the privilege. It was an amazing ability to have a child ", Nilam said softly while giving his son a glass of cold water. But somehow Rayhan became so tense waiting for the next one to happen.


" So they can keep making kids ? ".


Oh my God......... Rayhan looks pale. He smiled bitterly while looking at Nilam who was now actually smiling to tease him. Truth be told, don't ask me to answer. Rayhan exclaimed inwardly and conveyed with an eye gesture to his wife.


" The one who made the child or the baby is of course God the Creator.... It is this prayer that makes God create a baby and put it in the stomach of a mother. Never stop praying, ask Almighty God for anything ".


" If you are not married ... ", Syailendra hung up his sentence.


" Has not yet had the power of prayer to ask a baby.it was the power of a special husband-wife prayer", Nilam interrupted quickly as if he understood very well what his son was about to say.


" I love you .. so much ", whispered Rayhan as she hugged Nilam who was about to move out from the front of her dresser.


The woman had just finished combing her hair and was preparing to go to sleep, when suddenly her husband hugged her from behind. From the reflection of the shadow in the mirror looks Rayhan's handsome face is so charming.


" Why is it suddenly so friendly ? ", asked Nilam with a slight blush.


" I'm afraid I haven't said it today ".


" This is the fifth one ".


" You counted it ?" .


" Yes..... I love you too ".


Rayhan, who was still holding Nilam, deepened his lips on the side of the woman's neck. Meanwhile, his two wide palms turned to caress his wife's stomach which began to look bloated.


" Nil, said the doctor Soraya. Then .... can dong be visited by his Daddy ".


" From yesterday it was gone too. Why ask now ? ".


" Today I did not know that there were two people ".


Nilam laughed amusedly at my behavior this husband. Rayhan's attitude like this is adorable. Without waiting for approval from his wife, Rayhan has also launched his action. How else if a pair of people who already love each other has touched. What then happens is to obey the instincts that bring each other together in a rhythm on the same outburst of passion.


Rayhan tucked the child's hair that fell slightly covered the face of his wife who looked sweaty it on the sidelines of the ear. Slowly he grabbed the body of the woman sitting on his lap, stroking her bare back soaked in sweat. The leaflets still felt tight, as well as the roar of their breath. While still adjusting her breath, Nilam rested her head on her husband's broad shoulders.


" Said this position is the safest for pregnant women" whispered Rayhan without moving a bit from his place.


" Know where ? "


" So look at google ".


" Oooh.. watch BF ".


" I learned Nile instead of watching, it's better to practice with you. Auw .... Oh !!!! ". Rayhan complained as Nilam bit his shoulder.


" Don't be a pervert !!!!! his wife is pregnant too ".


" He.. he... he.. sorry, the end is too long ngganggur anyway ". Rayhan chuckled amusedly.


" Rey... ".


" Yes... ".


" I want to go home ... ".


Rayhan pushed Nilam's body a little, just so he could look at his wife's face. A pair of clear gray eyes similar to the rain in the afternoon was seen melancholy. Rayhan stroked the beautiful face that never stopped her from falling in love.


" Come home?? to Indonesia ? "


" Yes Rey.. Can you ? ".


Without answering Rayhan simply brought back his wife's body in an embrace. Giving a gentle touch, inhaling deeply the fragrant apple blossoms that soar from the woman's hair and body.


" Yes.we're going home. Three more months, when all my work is done. We go home and we'll settle down in our hometown ".


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