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74. Baby Shopping Supplies

Kirana looked at the cute little clothes. Adorable models with ribbon decorations. I want him to put a few pieces of those tiny clothes in the basket.

"Our son-in-law, baby." Tristan who was standing beside him while pushing the trolley reminded

"Oh yeah, I forgot." Kirana chuckled at her own ridiculousness.

"It's funny, Mom."

"Yes. Hats boy time want to wear dress. Tomorrow only, the next one can be girls."

Kirana .throw her eyes. "How many next?'

"That much. Three,Four …."

"Oh, sorry. Can her pregnancy be delegated to her husband? If you can't do ten either."

"That's the name of pure nature." Tristan flicked Kirana's sinking nose at the pressure of her expanding cheeks.

Kirana continued her steps. Leaving a row of baby girl clothes that seemed to be still waving to be cheered on. Ah if this is what it's like to shop for baby clothes, maybe Kirana will agree to Tristan's proposal to add two three or four children. Mungill babies with cute dresses will definitely look adorable.

Without realizing it, the shopping basket was filled with several sheets of clothes. Tristan put it in. New born baby clothes dominant blue color. Kirana gave her husband the freedom to prepare for the birth of the little hero she had so longed for. Because he wanted the first child born a boy. But it was Mentari who was present the first time.

"The word of a newborn mother is not too much, Mas.later a month has changed size," said Kirana.

"Want to buy again if it does not fit," said Tristan while putting some more baby clothes. Until the basket was full of baby clothes.

The man pushed back the trolley. Put some toys in. Kirana let her husband choose the needs for their future child. He just added a few that he just happened to like. Tristan knows what he has to buy. Even from the detail of anything until the baby nail cutter was put into the basket.

And two shopping baskets full of baby gear.

"We bought a baby box with a stroller, huh?" tristan.

"Make what, Mom? At home there was a former Mentari first."

"Wearing her ex-sister?" tristan protests.

"Why indeed? Still good, though. Why buy again?"

Mentari's baby box still looks good. It was like it was never used. Because in the past Elita was not willing to sleep separately with Mentari.

Tristan has also relented. Although in his heart struggling to want his son to get the right treatment. But rather than getting a scolding of Kirana, it would be better if he followed the advice of his wife whose life was too simple.

"What, you don't want a new negligee or bra to breastfeed later? We all buy, right? After this, we have no more shopping. Afraid of your sudden contractions on the street isn't funny."

"Buy online, Mom."

Tristan is just a drill-o. Worth his wife never seen shopping, apparently his needs are always purchased online.

Since last month, she has been asking Kirana to buy supplies for their baby candidates. But Kirana always refused with lazy reasons.

"Mas, my stomach hurts, huh?"

"Huh?! That right?!" Tristan, who was putting their groceries in the trunk, rushed to Kirana, who was about to open the car door.

"Sign in! We're going to the doctor!" Tristan opens car door for Kirana. Make sure his wife is sitting properly and then re-insert her groceries until they all get into the trunk.

Tristan drove the car at an average speed despite being in a hurry because of his wife's complaint. But Kirana seemed to still be calm without complaining anymore.

"Not sick anymore?" tanyanya.

"Sick anyway. Mules. I think I ate soup mostly sambal, deh," said Kirana.

"Don't joke, Na. I'm really worried" Tristan said with a serious face.

The estimated birth day is still too far away. But Tristan was still anxious when Kirana complained of stomach pain and mules. He does not want the Mentari incident to repeat itself. Elite contractions while in practice for refusing early leave. That made her more cautious with Kirana's current pregnancy.

"No need to see a doctor, Mom. I'm going straight home."

"Is it really okay?" ask Tristan.

"Hm. But you'll buy me some, huh?"

"No. Surely you ask for something spicy," reject the husband without thinking long.

"If it's a pock, huh?"

"Lady!" sahut Tristan is upset. Kirana also chuckled at the folded face that she had not seen for a long time.

Kirana's phone in the bag rang. He picked up the flat object then looked at the lit screen.

"Assalamu'alaikum, ma'am." Kirana greeted her mother across the street.

"Wa'alaikumsalam's chat. Na, how? What opening is it?"

Kirana. "What opening, Mom?"

"Loh, Tristan said you were contracting. It's the same mom I want to get ready for."

Kirana looked at Tristan who was also staring at her.

"I think you're really a contraction, so I called you right away" explained Tristan, who heard the conversation between Kirana and her mother.