Princess Surgaku Khaula

Peak of happiness

After dinner, my phone rang. I saw mom calling me, I was hoping mom would give me some more good news.

"Hello ma'am, what's up?" Askaqua.

"Yes, son, I want to tell you the good news, the doctor said Khaula's condition is gradually improving, now he can love mom and dad smile again." Answer mother.

How happy we are to hear it. I want to go there hugging his fat body. Before returning home from the hospital my husband has submitted any action do it if for the good of our son, then the doctor does any action quickly without asking for approval again.

This morning my husband was preparing to go check on the state of the company and went to the hospital to visit our daughter. While I still have a lot of rest at home take care of myself and my womb.

This afternoon my husband arrived home.

"How's Pah, how's Khaula doing?" My upaku.

"Alhamdulillah has improved Mah, maybe the day after tomorrow if there is no obstacle Khaula has been allowed to go home." My husband answered with a cheerful face.

"Thank God, I miss him so much." Answer me with a smile.

He's looking at me.

"How are you, Mah? how's our little baby?" He said, for the first time he touched my stomach and asked about my fetus, something that never happened during my first baby. I'm so grateful for that. There's haru tucked in my chest. Thank you God, how happy I am how perfect my life is.

That day came, the day I was preparing to welcome my daughter. I'm ready for a lot of balloons in his room, some new toys, some pretty dress that I bought at my friend's boutique. I can't wait to welcome him.

"Khaula kama...." I said as I accelerated towards my daughter.

I hugged, I kissed her cheeks, I spilled all the longings that were held back for a few days. She was so happy to see me, her smile so fluffy. I hugged and I took him into the room not forgetting to take mom and dad to rest because it must be tiring to keep our daughter for days in the hospital.

Me, my husband and our daughter entered the room and played together like before. In order to maintain the harmony of our current situation, we flooded our first daughter with affection, attentively but still maintaining her condition so as not to be exhausted, he laughed cheerfully while playing with his papah.

The three of us slept together on the mat where we used to play. I woke up because this nausea again appeared, soon I went to the bathroom so as not to disturb the sleep of the two people I love.

It turned out that I was wrong, my husband followed me from behind. When severe nausea struck, my husband calmed me down by rubbing my back and rubbing my stomach

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"Don't make Mama tired, baby, you're good in Mama's stomach, Kasian Mama's nausea keeps tuh." He rubbed and kissed my stomach which still looked flat. Either this is called the love of the father or just a coincidence. But suddenly my nausea disappeared.

This time we decided to stay in the room with Khaula, we moved our daughter to our room because our room was still so spacious. Toys, wardrobes and all our daughter's equipment have been moved to our room.

It was the first day Khaulaku ate, we ate together at the dining table with the comfortable baby chair our daughter was sitting in, accompanied by the nourishing food the sisters brought. I don't want to lose this beautiful moment, I want to be the first one to feed him.

It felt so beautiful, happy to see him eating voraciously, occasionally babbling and laughing. Not far from my little daughter's chair there is also a chair that my father and mother occupied. Happy to me, my current position might be what other women out there crave. My husband is handsome, loves me and is always able to provide for my life, my children and my parents.