My Only One's

My Only One's
A Surprise



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The children disembarked as soon as Galang's car arrived in front of their house. And Arfan as usual greeted him on the terrace.


"Father!" Asha poured into her father's arms with both hands busy holding the package.


"Are you not naughty?" Arfan hugged back while peeping the top of his youngest daughter's head.


"No."


"Then what are you carrying?" The man stared at the parcel in the princess' hand.


"food." Asha raised the parcel in both of her hands while laughing.


"Food?"


"Hm …." The boy nodded, then immediately went inside the house.


"Papa?" Amara and Galang approached the father who was waiting for them.


"You healthy, son?" Arfan welcomed the outstretched hand of his first daughter. And his face that afternoon seemed friendly, not as I usually do.


"healthy."


"Come on, Mommy's already prepared some food for us." The man said.


Then Galang pushed Amara's wheelchair into the house followed by her in-laws from behind.


"The kids don't bother you?" Arfan asked.


"Umm .. No sir." He answered with a little bit. 


She was surprised by her father-in-law's question which had just happened after they got married. Although it is not a big thing, it is still quite surprising.


"Thank God."


They gathered in the middle room.


"No need to take what? A day of eating only, Kak Galang's groceries yesterday ran out a day. Keep orders online every few hours. Not to mention the laundry piled up." chirped Amara.


"Miss?" Galang stopped his wife's chattering.


"What?"


"No, just a little. The laundry I clean I keep I neatly tidy up again to the shelf." Anandita replied after hearing her brother's complaint.


"That?"


"I also helped settle the apartment with Aksa. Not just eating doang kayak Asha." replied Arkhan who glanced at his youngest sister.


"Asha?" Arfan grabbed the shoulders of the little girl who was busy with the food she bought from the mini market they passed on the way home.


To be exact, he whined to Galang to buy him those foods, and there was nothing the man did but obey his wishes.


"I also help" said he who was chewing his favorite chocolate.


"What? Eat it up." Arkhan while laughing.


"No! Brother don't see what, I dumped our food in the trash?" asha protests with her mouth full of food so that her cheeks look bulging.


"Feed you out times. We're not eating as much as you?" arkhan said again.


"Father! Brother Ar from yesterday said it continues with me! Though not!" Asha started whining.


"Come, ngadu? The chocolate used up first, just mewek!"


"That?" Arfan reacts.


The son just laughed.


"You guys have come? Let's eat, everything's ready!" Dygta emerged from the dining room.


And the family moved to a place where various foods were arranged neatly, and a warm atmosphere was immediately created.


"Sir …." Amara pulls the end of Galang's shirt. They had started eating but he felt unsalted.


"Yes?" The man looked. "Eating difficult? Want me another bribe?" tawang Galang's.


"Not."


"Keep why?"


"Here, the onions I don't like. Stinks." Amara stared at the black pepper cow on her plate.


"What?"


"Institute, Brother take."


"Let it be on the sidelines."


"No way, it makes you nauseous."


"Mr …"


"Snake it!"


Galang obeyed his words.


"The meat too, I don't like it!" whispered Amara after a few mouthfuls.


"Why the hell? What do you usually eat?" Galang again took the food on his wife's plate, and then he moved his plate.


The woman did not answer, she occasionally glanced at her suspicious parents.


"Galang, there's still plenty of food, why take Ara's?" Dygta reacted, listening to the conversation of the child and his half-whispering daughter-in-law.


"Eee .. It's okay Mom, just …."


"Sister, I want the vegetables!" Amara shifted the subject, avoiding anyone to wonder.


The man went back to doing what he said.


"Now what? Your paprika don't want to?" asked Galang as he continued his eating activities.


"Don't, the paper I like. It's colorful." Amara chuckled, then ate voraciously.


Arfan and Dygta looked at each other.


"Sister, I don't like cold water. It wants hot water." said Amara interrupted eating activities.


"Attent." The galang moved to get hot water from the dispenser not far from the dining table.


"Sister, eat it already. I'm full." she said again, but Amara had just eaten two spoons of paprika from a black pepper cow on her plate. The rice and other side dishes he had not even touched at all.


"His rice haven't you eaten Neng?"


"Udah full."


"Newly a little."


"If I get a lot of nausea, I'll throw up again" she replied, and it leaves everyone stunned. Except Asha who always eats eagerly.


"Are you okay? Are you sick?" Arfan couldn't bear to not ask. The attitude of his eldest daughter today seemed strange.


"No, it's just not good to eat anymore." Amara answered.


"This day Brother is not good to eat only? Haven't eaten anything in the morning?" Asha chewed her food quickly.


"Times?" Dygta turned his attention for a moment.


"No, I'm eating. Here, I eat." The woman ate the food on her plate.


"Hu 'um. Just drinking hot water. Pas this morning sister Ann order food too. Nothing was eaten. Stroberry juice at least, the food is not."


"Order?" Arfan interrupts.


"Yes, Galang's brother Ar went, so no one cooked. Yes, that's an order."


"City …." Arfan and Galang's faces paled.


"Two only? Go where?" Dygta asked.


"Main."


"Jogging." Galang and Arkhan together.


"Main? Running?" Arfan leaned his body.


"I mean .. play while jogging Pah." Arkhan.


"Main times? Jogging is impossible. Jogging wear jeans the same as carrying a helmet?" Asha as usual, spoke nonstop.


"What?"


"No Pah, it means ... it …."


The conversation was interrupted when Amara suddenly had vomiting. He closed his mouth to hold her back, but instead made her tormented.


"Why him?" Arfan.


Galang immediately took her to the bathroom and let her disembowel there.


"Why throw up at this hour? Is this not morning?" the man complained while rubbing Amara's back.


It certainly made everyone panic. Especially her parents who still do not understand her situation.


"It's okay, it's okay. I just catch a cold." said Amara after the vomit subsided.


Dygta gave him warm water which he immediately gulped until it was almost finished.


"Maybe you're sick, brother?" said the woman who checked her condition.


"Sister, I'm going home." Amara looked at the husband's face to signal. After this both his parents will definitely ask a lot, and it does not seem to be good.


"Mh …."


"Wait, sit down first. Our dinner isn't even over yet?" sergeant Arfan is approaching.


"But I want to go home" said Amara again, and she kept staring at her husband's face.


"Mm ... okay, then .. let's go …." Just now she was intending to take him back to the wheelchair, but Amara suddenly staggered and fell unconscious in her arms.


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"Why is he lost??" They took him to the second floor. 


Shedding Amara's body that was limp, still not realized from the stings.


"Why? Is there anything we don't know?" Arfan asked his son-in-law.


"Ti-no sir, just …."


"Darling, call the doctor!" The man turned to Dygta.


"No, sir, Ara's okay." Galang.


"It's okay you say? My daughter threw up and passed out, and you said it was okay?" Arfan then grabbed her daughter-in-law's clothes.


"Eee .. yes, Ara just …."


"Come to the doctor!" The man shouted.


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"Sister!" Amara wakes up after Dygta tries to wake her up. 


Galang immediately approached him along with the arrival of doctor Shahril to the place. Who immediately examined him as Arfan ordered.


Everyone fell silent and waited for him to do an examination while Amara and Galang could do nothing. It was certain that their secret today would be exposed and the two had no way of evading.


"What ... have you guys done a check recently?" Syahril's doctor removed the stethoscope from his ear after an examination.


The two people in question have not answered.


"Have you?" The man asked again.


"Already." But finally Galang replied, although Amara had held him back.


"And the results?" continued Doctor Syahril while holding a smile. He knew there was something about this couple.


"Mm ... that …." Galang and Amara looked at each other. 


They doubt, is this the right thing to do now? But if not immediately expressed will also cause suspicion in the middle of both parents. Moreover, there was no other way to escape.


"What's this about? Can you explain?" Arfan to Doctor Syahril.


"I could have explained sir, but it seems Galang is more entitled to convey it to Father and Mother?"


"What do you mean?"


They then stared fixedly at Galang, especially Arfan.


"City …." The couple held hands. They seem to be preparing for judgment.


"What's wrong?" Arfan is growling a little. He thought something bad happened to his daughter.


"No sir, just …." Galang gulped his saliva out loud.


"Say what's up!" The in-laws almost shouted.


"No sir, Ara's just pregnant!" And finally the sentence came out of his mouth.


"What?"


"Pregnant?" Dygta is approaching.


"Yes, Ara's pregnant. That's why he's not so excited, his appetite is gone and he's vomiting!" The man explained.


"What did you say?"


"Ara is pregnant" Galang said again and she was preparing to receive her in-laws' anger in case it happened.


Everyone was silent, especially Arfan. He looked at the child and his daughter-in-law in turn.


"You ... You .. are pregnant?" Arfan looked at his daughter as if in disbelief.


And Amara nodded timidly. He knew his father would react if he found out about the matter.


"Ohh .. You're pregnant! You're gonna have kids?" The man scooped his daughter's head, then touched her stomach.


"Will you be a grandfather?" He then held onto both of the child's shoulders and looked at his pale face.


"Eee .. I think so …." 


"Oh, ... My son! You'll be a mother!" said Arfan who pulled Amara in his arms.


Unexpected reaction, but it seems pretty good? The man was not inflamed and not angry as expected. And this makes Galang can breathe freely. The thing he was afraid of was in fact just an estimate.


"Umm .. Is Papa okay?" Amara was equally surprised.


"Why indeed?" The father withdrew.


"I'm .. pregnant."


"Yes, then?"


"Before we have a child."


"Why indeed? Don't people get married that way?"


"Nh. .. Not angry?"


"Why should I be angry?"


"Because I'm pregnant now?"


"What if she's pregnant now?"


"Is it still like this?"


"Continue?"


"Why not angry? Hehe …." Amara chuckled, she felt relieved as well.


"No, it was …."


"What matters is that you're not angry!" Amara hugged her father again.


Dygta embraced the princess, as well as rubbing Galang's back. 


"Congratulations!" he said, and everyone was relieved. Especially the two main suspects.


"Have you checked it?" Arfan then asked.


"As Doctor Syahril said, already." He glanced at the doctor who was preparing to go home.


"When? Why don't we know?"


"Just .. want to surprise. Hehe …." He laughed softly. He was delighted that his father-in-law was starting to be friendly to him.


"Yes, you managed to surprise Papa!" Arfan also patted his daughter-in-law's back.


Ohh ... My children! It's so good you guys make grandpa so good! His mind, with a cheerful heart. This frozen wall turned out he could collapse just by giving her a grandchild.


"Yes, hehe …." And Galang just laughed.


"It's so good, kid! Don't forget to tell your parents too, they will also be happy to hear it." said Arfan again with a bright face.


"Yes sir." Galang nodded his head.


"By the way, how many weeks is he? Already USG?" Arfan asked again.


"Already Sir, already. If counted until this week maybe they have been six weeks." replied Galang.


"They?" Dygta.


"Yes, they. The baby has two." Struggling with pride.


"Twin?" Dygta spoke again.


"Yes Mom, the baby's twins."


"Aaaahh .. You are so great!!" The Dygta reaction is certainly the most pleasant thing to see.


"How many weeks did you say?" Arfan asked again. 


"Six." He answered again.


"Six weeks?"


"Yes, six weeks. That's a month and a half? Yeah, a month and a half."


Arfan was silent with a sharp frown. Both of his eyebrows even look interlocked so hard he thought.


"That means …." He remembered how long they had been married and how they were.


Then his eyes rounded as he recalled something.


"Not long after you guys moved to NMC?"


"Rrt …."


"And Ara was still really sick back then?" The man half shouted.


"Mh …."


"Galm! You're outrageous to my daughter!" Arfan returned and he almost grabbed Galang, if only the son-in-law would not jump behind Amara.


"Father!!"


"Come here you are!! He was still sick at that time!!"


"For Sir! I did not intentionally!!" Galang hid behind his wife's back, while the others laughed instead.


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