Replacement Uterus

When did Papa plant it? How has it grown?

The afternoon at Devan's residence was quiet. Though the host, Devan and Nayra are in the house. After being looked at even deeper, Devan accompanied his wife who was resting in the room.

"What don't you want to eat, honey? Or buy what?" devan asked as his hand continued to stroke Nayra's head slowly and gently. Since coming home from the hospital, Nayra only asked to be rubbed in her head because she had fainted when she visited Doni.

They sit on a sofa near the window of the room that presents a view of the garden behind the house which is planted with various types of flowers and ornamental plants as well as some fruit trees.

Nayra just shook her head with a leaning position on Devan's chest while closing her head, her hands were wrapped around her husband's waist.

"I want to be like this first." she murmured softly and tightened her hand that was coiled around her husband's waist.

"Well be as comfortable as you." said Devan whose hands are still faithfully stroking the head of Nayra who said dizzy want to be stroked by Papa Devan.

"Kids aren't home yet? What time do they usually come home?" ask the curious Devan. Because usually before twelve o'clock the twins have gone home, but it's twelve o'clock past really not home yet.

"What time is it?" nayra asked back with a hoarse voice because she was getting sleepy.

"It was twelve o'clock past ten minutes." replied Devan raising his left hand looking at the clock that was coiling on his left wrist.

"Try Kimy's phone." suggested Nayra who was also worried about the twins. They don't usually come home by twelve.

Devan took out his HP which he placed beside him sitting down. Find Miss Kimy's contact and call her nanny's number immediately.

Ringing a few times but never raised the same Miss Kimy, until finally the call disconnected itself. Devan was upset.

"Not lifted up?" Devan shook his head and tried to call back.

Nayra let go of her hug on Devan's waist and sat leaning back on the sofa laying her head on the back of the sofa that was still feeling dizzy.

"Where are you? Why haven't you got home yet?" devan jolts after Miss Kimy picks up the phone from Devan.

"M-Sorry Mr. Boss. His car was leaking and had to call a mechanic. But now it's been on the road, it's almost near the house." explained Miss Kimy nervous, she was sure for sure the Boss was angry because the twins came home late and no one told her. Miss Kimy herself forgot to tell her boss.

Devan just cleared his throat without saying anything and turned off the phone unilaterally. Boss mah is free.

"Where are they?" ask Nayra who saw Devan has ended the phone connection.

Devan turned to Nayra and leaned back against the sofa and grabbed her head and left it leaning against his chest and stroked his wife's head, which he had previously kissed on the top of Nayra's head.

While stroking Nayra Devan's head back. "They're on their way, maybe soon. The tires were leaking and Kimy forgot not to tell us."

Nayra nodded twice. She looked up at the handsome face of her husband who was getting more and more handsome. It becomes more fascinated. His inner. "Darling..!!" call lirih.

Devan cleared his throat and looked down at his wife who was looking at him full of admiration. "Why? I'm a handsome guy, yeah.." Devan raised next to his eyebrows as well with his grin.

Nayra flicked her lips to hear her husband's temptation. Although she admitted that her husband was not only handsome, but also handsome. And do not forget that her husband is a graduate of the pesantren. So want in gombalin ala santri deh, he thought.

Devan again cleared his throat and raised back next to his eyebrows asking what was the matter.

"I want a young mango.." Nayra said with a clear face hoping that her husband would buy her or rather pluck her himself directly from the tree.

Devan squinted his eyes. Young mango? It is now the season of mangoes, Inner Devan.

"Now?" devan asked and immediately embraced enthusiastically with Nayra. Even his face looks radiant as if his mango fruit was already in the grasp of his hand.

"But you have to eat first. I don't want to find young mangoes if you don't eat first." threatened Devan to his wife, he was afraid later that Nayra's stomach hurt from eating young mango without other foods first.

Nayra pursed her lips until forward a few centi which Devan immediately greeted with kec*pan on the lips made Nayra snort dislike for her husband's sudden action.

"Devan ihhh." - furious at Nayra for her husband's actions. She pinched the belly of her husband's sixpack.

"Aauwww.....Sick baby..." Devan rubbed his pinched stomach on his wife.

"I'm sorry." regretted Nayra holding Devan's arm.

"Pick a young mango yes." beg Nayra by winking her flirtatious eyes.

"Why not buy it? Why do you have to pick it up yourself?" Devan was shocked at the request of his wife who asked for mangoes from her own pickings.

"I want to be picked up straight from the tree and eaten under the tree." replied Nayra, looking at Devan expectantly, she wished to be granted her request with her husband.

Devan took a deep breath and then exhaled violently. His eyes scoured the backyard with a mango tree, hoping that the tree would bear fruit. Devan squinted his eyes, a few seconds later he raised the corner of his lips.

"You eat first, and I'll take you straight from the tree.!!" devan's orders to his wife.

"really?? You're not lying, are you?" asked Nayra with a happy sparkle.

Devan cleared his throat, nodded twice and was immediately presented with a kiss from Nayra on his face.

"Thank you Papa Devan, baby." Nayra immediately stood up and walked briskly and half ran out of the room.

"Darling the ordinary road does not have to run." reprimanded Devan following Nayra.

"I don't want anything to happen that I don't want to do" said Devan, sternly tucked in a tinge of concern for his wife.

"I'm sorry...I forgot." regretted Nayra who forgot something.

"It's okay. Let me eat." Devan took Nayra's hand and walked down the stairs to the dining table.

"Assalamualaikum.." cried Kiara and Kenan as they entered the house.

Nayra and Devan stopped their steps when they heard the cries of their two children.

"Getishalam."

Kiara and Kenan approached Mama Papa and shook her parents' hands in turn.

"Papa's kok is home?" ask Kiara who is not usually Papa Devan during the day is at home, usually those who come to Papa Devan's office when returning to school.

"Yes, Papa doesn't work today. That's why at home." Kiara and Kenan looked mangosteen.

"You guys change clothes first. That's what Miss Kimy's been waiting for." Nayra pointed at Miss Kimy who was standing near the stairs.

"Therefore we eat together" he continued to his two children.

"Okay, Ma." Kiara and Kenan immediately ran towards their room.

After lunch Devan and Nayra and the twins returned to the room to pray dhuhur bersama'ah and changed into more relaxed home clothes. Though he planned to finish lunch will return to the office because there was a meeting at two. And he had to postpone his meeting because the wife asked to be accompanied and also asked to pick young mangoes from the tree directly.

Romi's. He snorted in annoyance as all Devan's work was left to him. Yes, although to check and revise some reports it takes a long time for him. Because not only Devan's work that he has to do, his own work is also a lot. He also did not know why his boss suddenly did not go to work. His permission was until lunch.

Back to the Devan family. Now everything is in the back yard. Miss Kimy, and Mbak Usi are holding a pedestal for her employer's family to enjoy young mangoes. Mbok Min and Nayra are seen making seasonings for the dish as well as cutting other complementary fruits.

Kiara, who saw Papa Devan climb a mango tree, was so excited that she wanted to climb a tree.

"Papa...Kia also wants to come along." cried Kiara from below.

"Can't be princess, there are a lot of ants above" said Devan who is now avoiding the crowd of ants.

"Aren't you going up, Ken?" ask Kiara who saw Kenan sitting cross-legged on the grass while playing games on HP.

"Males. Still full" he replied. Because he is still full. So he's willing to do anything.

"What a relationship try." Kiara grumbled and she approached Miss Kimy asking him to help her climb a tree.

"Ouch, Non. Miss Kimy is not brave. Later if you fall anyway." reject Miss Kimy who is afraid of anything happening with this little Miss.

"Ciara...Catch the princess.!!!" devan shouted from the top of the tree at his daughter.

Kiara who had been eager to climb the tree attention was immediately distracted by the cry of Papa Devan who asked him to catch the mango.

"Where's Papa...Mana.." he shouted enthusiastically. He stood under the tree with his hands together to catch the fruit that Papa Devan picked.

"Capture.." Devan throws the mango he picked at his daughter.

"Hap..!! Yes..!!" yelled Kenan who managed to catch the mango.

"Ihhhh, Kenan's chirping. Why follow-up? It's just playing games there." Kiara pushes Kenan's shoulder back to play the game so that no one bothers him to catch the mango that Papa Devan picked up.

"Already..It's catch it again." lerai Devan threw the mango back.

Devan came down from the mango tree after picking some fruit. He took off his shirt to repel the ants that pluck him though not many managed to make his skin red-red.

Nayra approached her husband who was still seen driving away ants on the shirt and his body. Her husband really did what she was asked to do. Even willing to climb trees regardless of his status as CEO at the Group D&A company.

"I'm sorry..You must be attacked by ants for following your wife's request." Nayra put on a face full of regret for what she told Devan.

"What a shame. As long as I can, I will obey all your wishes. For the sake of the baby's dedek in your stomach." said Devan while stroking the flat stomach Nayra and also displaying a smile so that his wife does not look sad.

"Baby grandpa...!!!" kenan exclaimed when he heard Papa Devan mention the baby's grandpa in Mama Nayra's stomach.

Devan nodded and immediately got a shout of joy from Kenan as well as Kiara.

"Horris....We're gonna have a sister.." Kenan and Kiara immediately jumped up in excitement and circled around once in a while they both hugged.

"When did Papa plant it in Mama's coat? How did his sister grow up?" asked Kiara after they sat on the grass that had been held the same pedestal Miss Kimy and Mbak Usi.

"The orange seeds that Kiara and I planted yesterday have not grown yet, how come Papa's stomach is growing so fast?" timpal Kenan also asked the same question to his parents.

Devan and Nayra looked at each other. They are confused to answer the question posed by the twins. Reply period should be planted every day, morning, afternoon, evening or night. More and more are being asked of the twins.

"Perhaps the seed seeds from Papa are of high quality, so they grow quickly" continued Kenan who was immediately embraced by Kiara.