Si Culun Suddenly Became President's Wife

Nativity

Nara was sitting in front of the makeup mirror staring at the image of her body that had changed. Her cheeks look cubby, her stomach has pinched. The beautiful passing time of love and love Milan make time so quickly feel not content Nara has stepped on seven months. He could not wait for the birth of the fruit of their love.

A burly hand coiled around Nara's chest, who else if not her spoiled husband. Which now scented his body.

“Honey! Here alone I just want to hug you,” whining Milan who said still in a cravings atmosphere.

“Can't, I love having to go to the office. I want to meet mom. Reportedly that we will hold an event for seven months of my womb, as well as see the state of Nana.”

“Alright but don't be long, I don't want you later tired,” order Milan with worry.

“Shortly a minute.”

Milan nodded and peppered his wife's neck again.

****

While Milan to Nara's office has been at her mother's house to pass the time.

“You're coming, baby? How is your content?” asked Salma's mother to welcome her daughter.

“I and my womb Good bu,” nara sits her body.

“Where is bu?” tanya Nara spread her gaze

“In his room!”

“Two days later Nara will hold a seven-monthly event, mom and Nana must come,”.

Salma's mother took a deep breath. “Mother is coming baby. But your sister, she wouldn't. She must be shy.”

“Nara will talk to him.” Nara then rose from her seat to her sister's room.

Nara walked by stroking her distended stomach.

“Nana!” sapa Nara looked at her sister who was playing mobile phone.

“Kakak here.” Alana helps her older brother who looks tired walking.

Nara and Alana sat side by side.

“Kakak would like to inform you that brother will hold a seven-monthly event. You came yes,” persuaded Nara to hold his sister's hand.

“Not ah, brother. Nana Shame,” said Alana disheartened her face became sad.

“Nana, don't be like that!” Nara looked at her sister's sad face. He also felt what his sister felt, insecurities meeting people.

“Kakak has spoken to Milan, he really wants to finance your facial surgery,” explained Nara.

“No need sister, Nana does not want brother burdened.” Alana knows a little if the relationship between Milan and Nara was chaotic because of him.

“Anything for you dear.”

“Do not. Now that her brother's time has to live a happy life, regarding the cost of surgery, let Nana fight on her own. To search. Nana will save for Nana's own operating expenses!” said Alana with determination passionate enough for this time Nara fought for the family.

“Nana.” Nara hugged her sister's body.

“Kakak will always support you.”

“You arrived at the sister show?” nara asked again as their embrace had slipped.

“Kak, Nana shy. My face will make the invited guests afraid,” reject Nara

“Nana.”

Nara's heart was miris hearing her sister's words.

Nara was silent until her bead caught the make up box on the dresser of her sister.

“Nana.”

“What's a sister?”

“Please get me that make up box,” pinta Nara instantly found a way for her sister to come on her show.

“This sister,” Alana gives make up box to her sister.

“Good sit facing sister.”

Alana's brows furrowed in what her brother meant. “What's brother for?"

“Kakak will help you cover it,” said Nara with her skills using makeup she will decorate her sister's face.

“Mystery,”

“After all you have to come to the show sister.”

Alana sighed resignedly following what her brother would do to her.

Nara's fingers began to skillfully review the make up on her sister's face trying to cover up the wound that made Alana lose confidence.

After a while Nara styled Alana's long hair leaving her beautifully severed.

Nara was amazed when she saw the face of her sister who had turned beautiful because of her cleverness.

"Well, Nana you are beautiful,” praise Nara enthusiastically.

Beautiful ...

Alana was stunned her face had turned the scar covered. Now she is transformed into a beautiful woman.

“Kakak.” As if I couldn't believe it.

“This will be your new face dear, now you can come out without shame again.”

“Sir thanks."

“With this face I will start the day, raise a lot of money until Nana's savings are collected, nana will dress up like this, Nana will cover it with makeup.”

Nara pulled to the two corners of her lips this was the first time Alana had returned cheerful and excited.

“Thank you brother.” Alana Hugs.

***

Beautiful time passed quickly and it did not feel like the day had come.

Milan's body was unceasingly trembling, a mouthful of cold sweat drenching his forehead. This was the special time he had been waiting for the most but when this day came, he was instead in a niche of anxiety.

Milan is in the delivery room, accompanying his wife who is undergoing the process of giving birth in a carefree manner. Milan's body seemed weak without bones, his heart pounded quickly hoping the wife can go through everything well and their child was born safely.

Oec ...oek ...

Finally ...

After waiting agitatedly, haru's cries trickled down from Milan's eye patch as the sound of a baby boy's cries echoed. Milan stared in amazement at the sight of his son having been born into the world. Now he has become a father.

“Good sir heiress Kalingga has attended, your son was born safely,” said the doctor who handles Nara.

“Thank you doc,” said Milan very happy.

****

Nara had been in the treatment room, her body was still weak, after undergoing surgery but a smile continued to be embedded looking at the scene before her.

“Thank you dear, have become a great mother of my son,” said Milan sincerely and then kissed his wife's forehead at a glance channeling his happy feelings.

“Thank you also for the second chance you gave me.” Milan's teary eyes instantly became crybaby.

I don't know what her life would have been like had Nara not returned to her, she wouldn't have felt this happiness.

"Honey.” Sela Nara rubbed her husband's cheek.

“I promise will be a good father and husband for our family.”

Nara nodded slowly, “We will learn together to be parents,” Nara said.

The door of the room opened with two bayah women with smiles adorning her face.

“Where is my grandson?” mama asked Erika to come closer to Milan.

“Cucuku, here oma gendong,” pinta mama Erika.

“How are you doing, dear?" ask Salma's mother.

"Good ma'am,” replied Nara.

The pair's eye bead then, directed at Mama Erika and Salma's mother talking to each other holding her little grandson who is still red with happiness is very enthusiastic. Play mimics the voice of a child.

“G grandson dear oma. look at Salma ma'am our grandson is very handsome,” mama Erika holds her first grandchild.

“Iya jeng, his face is like a Milanese boy,” added Salma's enthusiastic mother.

“You will name who our hero is?” mama asked Erika to hold the baby.

“Our hero will we name Berlin Geraldy Kalingga,” said Milan with a smile continue to decorate his face.

"Berlin! Isn't that the name of the German capital."

"Yes, Nara wants our hero's name to be taken from the name of a city like me Milan,” explained the man.

“Dan Berlin is a very memorable City Ma,” added Nara.

Yes, Germany is a place that holds a lot of stories for Nara.

“Good name, Berlin,” says mama Erika.

“Quickly we have to make a party jeng! For our first grandchild,” mama Erika switched on her iron.

“Iya jeng,” reply Mother Salma.

The fruit of Milan and Nara's love has been born into the world complementing the happiness of this little family. Huge expectations had been held on the shoulders of the first son of the Kalingga family.