Not the Replacement Uterus

Chapter 109

Khanza nodded his head quickly. As for Rubby, the man furrowed his brows. Tumben once his wife was keen rujak.

"You're not craving anymore, are you?"

Khanza was silent for a moment, he also thought tumben once he wanted rujak. In fact, he does not like sour fruit so much.

"Darling, are you pregnant?" rubby asked for the second time because Khanza was just pensive

"What possible? I'm KB, Mas. How could I possibly be pregnant," she replied slightly hesitantly, she also felt strange.

"It used to be so, nausea, dizziness, didn't it?" rubby. "Last month, I didn't take you to the hospital for KB. Then, what KB are you going to?" tanyanya.

"Pil, I bought it at the pharmacy. Nitip's with Auntie," he answered.

"Try to see a doctor. I thought you were pregnant, huh."

"That's what you want, Mom."

"It's okay dong, Mas seneng if you are pregnant," he said enthusiastically.

"So you want to buy rujak?"

"Yes, I bought it. Wait a minute, I'll buy it." Rubby finally got out of his car excitedly, hopefully the guess was right. Before long, he returned with two bags of crackles in hand.

"More." Rubby gave it to his wife.

Impatiently, Khanza immediately opened it and ate it. Rubby who saw it immediately shuddered, imagining a mango that looked so young.

Khanza's eyes immediately sparkled, as if the dizziness had disappeared instantly.

"Mas, would you?" he swallowed it back.

"No, that's for you and our future son" he said, touching his wife's flat stomach.

"Don't hold-hold!" Khanza brushed off the hand, inexplicably not liking to be touched by her husband.

"Ish ...," Rubby sizzled. "But the husband." Rubby who had never received such treatment from Khanza immediately frowned.

"Sorry, Mas. I'm surprised, "the reason. "Well, we're home."

"Aren't you checking?"

Khanza sighed, he did not want to be examined before he was completely sure. Maybe it was a coincidence that he wanted the temple.

"Other times, my. Time to go back, I just want to go home. Kangen Son." Because the son he entrusted to his mother.

"Yes, that's it."

The car drove back.

"Later, I'll pick up the son? I went straight home" Khanza said later.

"Yes." Yeah."

Half an hour later, they arrived. Khanza first got out of the car, while Rubby he returned to drive his car to pick up Son who was at his mother-in-law's house.

"Hallo, dear ...," Rubby said to the Son who was playing with his grandmother.

"Where's khanza?" ask Zira.

"Well at home, Ma. I'm here to pick up the son" replied Rubby.

"Due ... What's Papa's son playing?" rubby asked anxiously, he immediately carried his son and turned him in the air.

"Don't be hurt, he'll get dizzy!" oceh Zira's.

Rubby was just a whimper while putting the Son back in his place. "I'll take my son first, Ma. Not strong, kebelet." He rushed to the toilet to urinate. Shortly, he returned.

"Oh yes, How are the Roses? Has she given birth?" ask Zira directly to Rubby.

"Already, Ma. Boy, funny. I want to have another child, let the Son have a friend." Instantly, he remembered his wife's behavior which he thought was like a man cravings.

"Ma, Khanza's time was buying rujak. He does not like sour fruit, except when pregnant Son first. Is it possible Khanza is pregnant, Ma?"

"Tuh, Putra just to glee," said Zira.

"Son want to have a sack?" rubby asked as she grabbed her body and carried it. Again the Son laughed. "G ... Looks like our wishes are the same, baby." He kissed his son with anxiety.

"Ma, I'll go home first, okay?" pamit Rubby's.

"Here and there, kiss Mama's hug first." Zira takes over the Son, hugs him and kisses him affectionately. "If your mother is pregnant, the Son lives with Mama Zira yes, dear," he told the toddler.

"Yes, By. Mama's son takes care of it?" the door is hopeful. Rubby did not answer, instead taking over his son.

"Shall I go home now, Ma?" Rubby kissed the back of his in-laws hand.

Inevitably, Zira took off her grandson. Because she is old enough, Zira may not contain a risk large enough if she gives birth again. His only hope is to take care of the grandchild, he does not even want to be called a grandmother. She wants to be called Mama like Khanza calls her.

Rubby and Putra have now disappeared from his sight, may Khanza really get pregnant again, his prayer in his heart.

***

"Honey, I'm home" cried Rubby as he arrived home. There was no word from his wife he tried to find her. Until he found the wife was in the kitchen, devouring the rujak he had bought earlier.

"It looks like you're cravings again" said Rubby, who just arrived.

"For the sake of it, Mas," he seemed.

"That's until it's finished, won't both be eaten?" Rubby thinks his wife is pregnant.

Khanza was the same as himself, still kekeh that he said not pregnant. Since he was sure of that, what was the point of going to KB? She thought that she did not care about her husband's guess.

"Where's the aunt, baby?" rubby asked his wife.

"To the market, just leaving."

"Tumben to the market during the day."

"I told you, I want to eat shrimp. Must be good for dinner with shrimp."

"You're really rich people crave to know, don't you?" He said while sitting the Son in his special chair. "Well, ah. Go to the room first, take a shower."

"Yes, Mas. A clean shower doesn't smell."

Rubby walked while sniffing his own armpits.

"Where do I smell," he murmured.

****

In the hospital.

Eventually, Bayu's wait bore fruit. Such a satisfying result for him, his two loved ones survived. His son was born perfect. The baby girl looks so beautiful and adorable.

But unfortunately, Jihan is still unconscious post-surgery because she is completely anesthetized. Just waiting for the realization of the new Jihan he can breathe a sigh of relief. The baby has been moved to a special room, Bayu can only see it from the outside after he finished his adoration earlier.

Look at it with teary eyes. In the past, it was unthinkable that he would have a baby, but the will of God is almighty, he also now has a daughter. A beautiful princess, like her mother.

"Mr Bayu," call the nurse.

Bayu turned his head towards him while rubbing the corner of his eyes.

"Yes, Sister?"

"Your wife is conscious" said the nurse again.

Hearing that, Bayu immediately smiled. Immediately, he met his wife.

Upon arriving there, he saw the wife eating, fed by the mother. He had left his wife too long.

"Mas" call Jihan

Seriate.