That Sissy Man is My Husband

Surau.

"Welcome, mother mulan pregnant, her age is now 12 weeks or 3 months more" cried the doctor.

"Alhamdulillah" said Dika.

After this like her I have to KB. My inner.

"Why shut up dear" asked Dika.

"Oh gpp kok" I replied with a smile.

After Dika clinic invites me to walk for a moment.

"For a long time we were not like this together dating" exclaimed Dika

You pinched Dika's arm.

"It's old hihi, we can't be long, children wait at home" I exclaimed.

When we nodded, we were rarely on the road like before, since giving birth in twins I had to be extra frugal, they did not even drink formula after 2 years. Only breast milk, after stopping they do not drink milk anymore.

Once at home the children have slept except ali.

"I'm sorry old mama dear, you must be sleepy well keep Ade, yes you have washed your feet, brushed your teeth and immediately rest well" he exclaimed.

Ali according. Thank goodness the child is smart and obedient. He also did not fuss over a younger brother of his. A good brother figure.

"Let's take a break too" asked Dika.

I'm nodding.

......🌺🌺🌺......

Somewhere else.

Farhan has begun to accept Reina as his wife. He began to open his heart and would sleep with her.

The results of the DNA test that reina swapped successfully fooled Farhan.

Farhan was sitting pensively.

"What do you think, baby?" ask Reina.

Farhan did not answer while wiping his warm coffee.

For years Farhan lost contact with Mulan.

Farhan did not answer his wife's question.

......🌺🌺🌺......

My stomach is getting bigger. Thank God the child I bear is a boy.

I'll be hanging clothes next to the house.

I overheard a neighbor's son mocking Ali.

"Poor Ali, poor Ali, poor Ali.." the cheers of the children mocked Ali.

Ah it's common. His name is also a child.

Ali walked towards me. The boy left when he saw me

I hugged Ali. I sat down in front of him.

Ali was very patient, he did not reply to his friend, he just kept quiet. I always taught him well.

"What a ma, it's common" exclaimed Ali.

I looked at my eldest son, his face dusty and blushing in the sun after playing with his friend.

Her clothes are worn because they have been worn for a long time. I don't have money to buy them new clothes, once a year when the day comes.

It's sad that I saw her.

My tears are dripping.

"Mama's nagging noses?" she asked, her little hand wiping my tears.

"What a shame, happy mom has a good son like Ali" I replied. I led him into the house, for it was already the afternoon.

After Ali took a bath, he immediately went to the surau to learn to teach.

I bathed my twin girls.

Shortly after, Dika came home with a tired face.

I immediately greet him.

"How's today's work baby, smoothly?" ask me.

"Yes Alhamdulillah. So smooth, where are the children" asked Dika.

"Again watching in front of the tv, Ali has not come home from the surau" I explained.

"Tumben's not home yet?" ask dika.

I just woke up too. The day has begun to evening.

"I picked up Ali firstwell, take care of the twins" I said as I rushed to surau.

Dika immediately entered the house and was welcomed by his children.

"Papa's coming home, papa's coming home." they exclaimed. Dika immediately carried them.

I arrived in Surah. The kids have all gone home.

It's just that Risa's ustadz is there waiting for the magrib time.

"Sorry sir, is Ali still here? he's not home yet" I asked worriedly.

"Oh sorry, the teaching activity was finished about 20 minutes ago, maybe Ali went to play?" answer mr. ustadz.

"Ep. Yes already, thank you sir ustadz if you'll excuse me" I said with a trembling voice.

I'm so worried.

I walked around looking for Ali.

Adzan magrib reverberated, I went home without finding Ali.

"Loh Ali hasn't met?" tanya Dika who was wearing a skullcap and rushed to the mosque.

"Not yet, after prayer please find him yes" I asked Dika.

"Alright, hopefully Ali is okay" said Dika.