
As the weeks went by, the months changed. Almost nine months have passed. During that time, neither Maida nor Ailee's pregnancy, there were any significant problems.
Now, Gilang and his wife are preoccupied with preparing to welcome the birth of his baby. While searching for the baby's needs, Ailee sat in a wheelchair pointing at the things she wanted for her babies. The three-fetus in the womb, making the young woman's stomach so large that Ailee had little trouble carrying out her activities.
Actually, Gilang had forbidden the wife to go shopping. She has also offered to shop online only, but Ailee insists she wants her own shopping needs for her children. With painstaking care, Gilang's three nephews followed om and his wife was picky diapers for the three fetuses that would soon be present in their midst.
"Sir Ai, stroller for baby A is blue, yes." Steady who is ready to take care of one of Ailee and Gilang's children, has given a nickname for the baby who is still residing in the womb Ailee. The teenager has even chosen a special color for his future nephew.
Not only Kukuh, Satria and Reno have also prepared nicknames for each nephew they will foster. Baby B and baby C. Gilang and Ailee did not mind the short nickname.
"Sat, what's that for?" ask Gilang when Satria who disappeared long enough, know-how came while carrying utensils for a yellow baby.
"For baby C, Om," Satria replied, pointing to Ailee's stomach.
"Geez, Sat, that's a long time. At least, six months after they are born can be given additional food. Save it again, sana!" alah Gilang's.
"If they don't have baby porridge, will they not go hungry, Om?" suhut Kukuh, asked.
"You are loved, Kuh."
"The answer is only two, while the baby has three. Keep going, which one is it, Om?" chase Strong.
Gilang let out a long sigh, not finished thinking with the question of the nephew. While in her seat, Ailee smiled amusedly to herself. While Kukuh scratched his head, after realizing his silly question.
"Well, hasn't everyone, Yang? If so, go home yuk. I don't want you to be tired, Yang," Gilang asked later.
"It seems like it already is, Mas. Easy later if there is still less, can ask help mom or oma to buy it," replied Ailee.
The five of them then went home with a lot of groceries. Upon arrival at home, Satria called three baby sitters that had been prepared by Gilang to help the wife take care of the babies later. The three baby sitters immediately neatly arranged the groceries in a very spacious room, a special room for prospective children Gilang and Ailee.
While Gilang guided the wife to rest in the room. Lovingly, the young adult massaged his wife's slightly swollen legs. "No pain, Yang?" ask Gilang, gently.
Ailee shook her head with her eyes closed. Gilang smiled looking at the wife's clean white face. "If you sleep, just sleep, Yang. I'll wake up later."
Gilang. "Don't think about it, honey. I can fast from now on. I can't bear to see you having trouble doing it" Gilang replied understandingly.
"Ai help in another way, yes," Ailee bargained back and Gilang again shook his head.
"If I wanted to, I would ask you, Yang. Now go to sleep so that your stamina can recover." Silently, Gilang corrected the location of the pillow for pregnant women so that the wife sleeps comfortably.
Ailee smiled. "Thank you, yeah, Mom. Kiss first, dong," he asked spoiled.
Gilang chuckled slowly. The handsome young man then showered the wife with kisses on the face, neck, until the twin hills of his wife who grew bigger. It made the handsome young man rose up his passion and wanted to do more for his wife.
"Honey, I want to," she asked with a misty look and Ailee nodded, agreeing.
"Truly, it's nothing, isn't it, Yang?" ask Gilang, doubt it. Gilang's gaze then turned to the stomach of the wife who bulged like a volcano that was ready to erupt.
Ailee nodded back. "Doctors say, right, in the final trimester it's good to ease the baby's birth canal, Mas."
Getting the green light from his wife, Gilang more eager to smooth the way for his three babies later. The hot weather is out there at noon today, not as hot as Gilang and Ailee's rooms. They both share sweat and pleasure until they both fall asleep due to fatigue.
Gilang awoke when he heard the wife's voice whimpering in pain at the edge of the bed. "Darling, why?" tanya Gilang who then immediately inching closer to his wife.
"No idea, Mom. From that moment it felt really hot. Did I give birth, Mom?"
"Nin't even nine months, is it, Yang?" tanya Gilang with a deep frown. The look on the handsome young man's face began to tense up.
"If the twins, said the doctor will indeed be at risk of birth less months, Mas. Especially inside, there are three. Surely they were jostling to get out soon," joked Ailee trying to unravel the tension between the two of them.
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