My wife's been misguided

carrying baby.

Just a few minutes later, we arrived at the hospital. Half-run we hunt the evelator. Nesya looked really excited. All his rich supplies could not stop moving. In front of the elevator, I hugged his shoulder so he calmed down a little. Nesya took a breath and smiled.

"I can't wait to see Dad" he said. Yes, know that and I immediately gave him a smile and a little swab in his head.

Doctor Ahmad greeted us in front of the ICU room. "One person goes in, minimizes the risk of infection" he said calmly.

Not using his license or a license, Nesya went straight into Om Surya's room, leaving me and Ahmad's doctor who looked tired and relieved.

"Thank you, doc!" I said as I reached out to greet her and she greeted her happily.

"Yeah, thanks for the room. I slept earlier." Doctor Ahmad nodded his head in a sign of pleasure.

"Yeah, that was Nesya's idea" I replied with a smile as well.

Debuah call came into my cell phone when doctor Ahmad said goodbye to Maghrib prayer. Calling from Sodik, he might be enjoying his night now in Bali.

"Hi, brother. has it been nyampe Bali?" I asked when our phones were connected.

"Yeah!" there was a tired voice there, "this is another casual meal on the beach."

"Haha! enjoy, bro!"

"This is the original file in the cave. Let me give you when we meet. When do you go back to Jakarta? Said your in-laws were taken care of in Banyuwangi, huh?"

"Yes, he was in a coma yesterday. Fortunately, I am now conscious."

"Alhamdulillah. Uh, you didn't tell me, did you, uh, that bini lu lesbong?" Hhh! my head was full again. Most especially if you remember this.

"Yes.. That's it," I answered lemes. It will be a long conversation with Sodik. I guess I should sit down, too. Hmmm, really fit there is a long bench in front of the eyes and empty again.

"Lu knew from the start, didn't you?" Sodik sounded in shock and shock, his voice had shown that.

"No! just crazy. If you know before marriage, where would the cave mate with him. City loss." My sergeant's a little nyolot. About her having a boyfriend I know. I think the guy's a guy who looks rich chick. turns out to be a real girl.

"Keep, what now?"

"Don't know, bye." I leaned my head against the wall. It feels heavy to think. "What do you think the cave is, bro?"

"Divorce, it's not cool that you're on the same merit as lesbians."

"Yes. That's what the cave thinks too.." If only it could be that easy.

"Mending soon, bro. If you divorce now, and can prove that he has not been pennied, the dowry can go back. Mayan, gold bars a quarter kilo," Sodik spoke for almost a breath.

"Haha! It's a fucking cave, bro."

"Huh? Seriously?"

"Yes, it's been anuramin cave, take the cave to the sea, the cave to run around, hahaha."

"Yee! kirain's been betrayed, hahaha."

Stupid is all about dowry. There's more to it than a quarter kilo of gold. But Sodik's words have a point. Is all this cool? Do I sacrifice my own happiness for the happiness of others? Although the so-called others are very much.

If I'm being selfish now, what's cool? Blocking the path of happiness for thousands of people for your own sanity?

"Eh, Mr Zian?" The voice of a father surprised me. I immediately turned my head and it turned out that the father was confused about the cost of his wife's birth. "Me again." He held hands for salaman.

"Abis pray too, sir?" Eh? just realized, it turns out I was sitting on a long bench in front of the musholla for pilgrims who can be used to sit for make shoes. So I had to smile.

"Where's the baby, sir?" I switched the conversation, ashamed I did not pray.

"Alhamdulillah!" His face brightened for a moment. "I finally have a son."

"Congratulations, sir."

"Sir Zian wants to see my son? Very handsome, sir."

"Haha. Must be handsome." Where do parents say their kids are ugly, don't they?

* * * * *

It turns out this baby is really handsome. Her cheeks were red, her lips were tiny. His nose was even sunk by a two-cheeked padlock on the left and right. Seeing this baby, so understand why Nesya suddenly wants to have a baby.

"Would you try a sling, sir?" The father offered.

"No, sir! I can't carry a baby, "Keep me scared. Seriously, I'm horrified that the baby's carrying, afraid of mis-holding. How if the baby sprains later, it is even berabe.

The father lifted the handsome baby from beside his mother, he looked very proficient. "This is how, sir," said the father as he thrust the cute creature into my hands. Instantly I auto flutter. Hands suddenly shake. Don't ask me again how rich my heart is. Messy!

"Well, that's it, sir. Just relax." the father's instructions, realizing my stupor.

The baby in my sling squirms in his bed. The more he saw. I smell, it smells good, huh? Her cheeks were soft, making her want nyiumin again. And his lips are rich-ponying to thicken my kiss.

Uh! Crazy one! So I want to have a baby. It's cool if you can see the ginian every day.

"If we're pleased, we'd be very happy if Mr. Zian was willing to give our baby a name."

"Oh, name?" I was stunned for a moment and I was lyrically a baby whose cheeks were reddish and increasingly adorable.

"Trainer?" I said half asking while staring at the father and his wife in turn.

The father was surprised but his face immediately sumringah and his wife were so. both looked happy.

"God Maashaa. It means leader or conqueror. Fatih's! very nice name, thank you Zian."

Waw! I am shocked myself now. How can I reflex that thought? It turns out that there are still remnants of studying in the holy prison that Alhamdulillah until many years.

"Where do we add Muhammad in front of his name sir?" Ask his wife the father. I immediately disagree.

"May I have a photoin, sir?" I asked him to take a picture of me holding Fatih. The first time carrying a baby, mandatory in the century.

I just realized. Keeping a baby warms the heart. Make the load on the head lift instantly.

Hmmm, try Nesya not turn, I'm sure she makes a baby right now. Unfortunately he likes to eat sherbet cake, chirp!

And now that I'm thinking, when can I have a little creature like this? Now I am a husband. Husband who can't make a baby. Because the wife has problems with her sexual orientation. Awaiting divorce? then find another wife? it takes a long process. I have been a little traumatized by women.

huh! what's wrong with me, huh? gini is my fate.

TBC...