The Heart of Raisya

Sadang.

Unfortunately, Mas Haris asked me to see a doctor. You decided to go directly to the Hikmah Doctor Hospital. It turns out that this Sunday, visitors are even very much. I have to wait in line for an hour.

It was time for my name to be called. Me and Mas Haris came in.

"What complaints did Miss Raisya have? Do you want to get pregnant with the twins?"

"Don't want the Doc! It's been positive." Mas Haris.

"God, tabarakallah..! Fortunately, Ms. Raisya is normal, so God willing, safe. So this is USG, huh?"

"Yes, Doc. We want to make sure."

"All right! Come on Mom, please lie down."

I went up and lay in the gurney. The nurse started rubbing some jelly on my stomach.

"Bismillah..." The doctor began to check.

"That's right, Mom! You're positive! look, there are two very obvious points, ma'am."

"Huh, two dots? That means twins again, Doc?"

"Fuckin' thick!" The Wisdom Doctor answered with an enthusiastic smile.

"What's right, Doc?" Haris reassured me.

"Yes, Mr. Haris. Look at that point there are two, and it's really clear. It's estimated to be 5 weeks."

"Allahu Akbar, thank you Doc."

"Yes together, Mr. Haris! It's over, please wake up Miss Raisya."

"Mother, my guess didn't miss! I'll have two more." Mas Haris is very happy.

He helped me to wake up.

I got up and sat down at the Doctor's desk with Mas Haris.

"Do you feel nausea, Mom?"

"Yes Doc, Sometimes. If you smell certain smells."

"I'll give you a prescription, next time if you have nausea, you can often drink ice cream!"

"Okay Doctor, thank you."

"It's the same-Sma, sir, Mom."

We came home from the hospital. Along the way, in my brain are Salwa and Salman.

I was too careless, so to concede this, Salwa and Salman were small. What if their growth and development is hampered due to lack of attention from me? But back to destiny, this is already qadarullah. I must be sure, I am able to carry this manah.

"Mother, are you silent? why, hem?"

"huh, what?"

"That's right! Not focused! why are you quiet?"

"No pa-pa Mas, just think of Salwa and Salman."

"You don't think too much, it's stressful! Examine them! Mommy, it turns out my father used to say his mother Grandpa was a twin. Bida's the twin gene from me.

"Hem, it could be."

We told this news to my family and the Mas Haris family. Their response was very happy. What's more Ummi, glad to have another grandchild. But I didn't tell them I was pregnant with twins again.

Tomorrow our parents will leave for 14 days. We'll take you to the airport. We asked them to pray for us.

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Time goes by so fast, now my gestational age is four months. My stomach looks swollen.

I am currently at school. Today's class exam, get home early. At 11 I was in the office waiting for an invitation.

Not long after that Mas Haris came to pick me up.

"Assalamu'alaikum." Mas Haris said hello

"Wa'alaikum salam" replied some teachers who were still in the office.

Mas Haris shook the hands of several male teachers.

"Well, Mr. Haris! Mumpung meet this, tell dong how to let tokcer? You can quickly make Ms. Raisya belendung again.

"Haha..." The other teacher laughed.

"Everything Sir, there's a secret. If you want to go private to me." Mas Haris started following their jokes.

"This line is good! Ma'am Raisya who was quiet can ya hit the pellet, haha..." Mr. Anton chimed in.

"Eh make no mistake Mr. Anton, it's me who got pellet him, Hehe..."

"Already.don't continue, it can be long story! Kasian that's Miss Raisya from waiting, maybe tired of wanting a quick break." Said Mr. Anton.

"Ah, yes! Let's get our Mother home!"

"Let's go, my Mothers first, Assalamu'alaikum."

On the way home, I fell asleep in the car.

"Mother, wake! It's over." I faintly heard Mas Haris's voice wake me up."Do you want me to carry, hem?"

I flinched and opened my eyes."No, no, no! I'll walk Mas, my body is getting heavier! You won't be strong to carry me."

"Who said I'm not strong?"

"kiyaakk....."

Mas Haris holds me in bridal style

"Hows it? Do you still doubt my power?"

"Down me Mas!Shame to see the house!

"Shut up, Bund! Falling down!"

Mas Haris carried me all the way to the living room. There were the twins and the babysitter.

"Mother why, sir?" Nina asked because she saw me being held.

"No-no pa-pa, cus! I'm just exhausted."My answer.

"I'm testing the power, Cus! Hehe...." Mas Haris dropped me off.

Salwa. "She, atit?"

"No, honey! Mother is not sick, Mother is healthy." I spread both my hands up. Show me I'm okay.

"They've had lunch, cus?" I asked the two baby sitters.

"Already, Mom. They just finished eating. Salman doesn't like his vegetable nuggets, ma'am. He prefers his vegetables directly."Said Cus Aan.

"They both have different tastes." My answer. "You guys play first, huh? Mommy wants to clean up yet to pray Dhuhur." I told the twins.

"Oce oce." Answer the twins simultaneously.

I went upstairs to bathe and pray Dhuhur in the room. Because it feels tired if you have to go down again.

The night, in the room.

Mas Haris was watching TV while lying on the bed. I just came out of the bathroom and wore maroon lingerie, then walked in front of my husband who was busy watching a movie. Suddenly his eyes shifted to see me. He watched me from top to bottom. But he did not stay in his place. I got into bed and approached her.

"Mother, you don't tease me!"

Mas Haris swallowed his own saliva as he looked at my protruding cleavage. I deliberately posed sexy deli in front of him.

"Don't you want to see the twins in here, Mas?" I pointed at my distended stomach. Then I made an abstract line on the chest of her bare field. Because Maa Haris is used to wearing gloves when sleeping.

"Mother, can I see them?"

"Hem. sure." Answer me in a loud voice.

"Yes!! You're getting aggressive now, baby. I like your style."

Mas Haris started to fuck me. I was carried away by the mood. Because right now I want it. Mas Haris reads the do'a, then starts pointing his weapon into his lair. Tonight we struggled after two months we prevented it, because we were worried about the growth and development of the fetus. Because it has been four months vulnerable period has passed, according to the doctor.

After the hot habit ended, we fell asleep. Towards the dawn I woke up. I accidentally held my husband's property which turned out to be high voltage. My desire I can't resist, I want it again.

"Mas"

"Her...." Mas Haris replied with his eyes still closed

"Mas"

"Hem... Why, Bund?"

I shyly said, "Dad, the twins are still missing, look again."

Maa Haris rubbed her eyes. "These are the twins who want more, what's the mother?" Mas Haris teased me.

"Both." Answer shy.

"By pleasure, dear."

We're repeating the heat struggle like last night. But Mas Haris did it carefully. After I finished I went straight to the bathroom and cleaned myself then berwudhu' and waited for the time of Shahuh, as well as Mas Haris.

After the prayer, as usual I kissed the back of his hand and Mas Haris kissed my forehead. But not only that, Mas Haris looked at me for so long.

"Dad, why? Is there something strange about me?"

"Goddessa! No, I admire you. The more the day this love gets the greater it is for you. You and our children have been a part of my life. Stay like this, never change! Accompany me until our hair bleaches later."

"I love you more, too, Mom. Thank you always there for us. Keep on being like this." I held it tight.

Seriate

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Thank you for always supporting my work. Sorry if there is still typo brother.

See you again.