
A few hours later...
The Thanksgiving event could finally be held. We went back to the apartment ballroom for this event. And now time has shown at one o'clock in the afternoon. As per the schedule the event starts. The guests filled this room. Some of them I know like El and his family. My husband's friend in Dubai who brought all his family to Turkey. It's nice to be able to crowd like this.
"Tu is right. Who yesterday pretended to cuddle a baby, now given once two."
El ticked my husband. The two stood up while talking. While I was with his wife chatting lightly about the growth and development of the baby. I was holding my baby boy, and my baby girl was being killed by El's wife.
"Huh, yeah. Sometimes things happen unexpectedly. I didn't think it would be blessed with a baby once or two." My husband seemed to be happy.
"You've got a couple of kids, Rain. But don't equate the way to educate them. Men and women are different. Be a wise father." El gave advice to my husband.
"Yes. I-i know. Just pray that I can be a good father to them." My husband smiled happily.
"We will always pray for you. May we be in good health so that we may meet again." El hugged my husband while patting his back.
"Thank you." My husband also thanked her.
Praise our thanks. Finally, what is expected can be born into the world. It felt like all the pain I felt was gone and forgotten. Now there is only happiness that envelops the heart and mind. And I hope this happiness will always be with our little family. I hope as a mother I can raise my children well. Certainly not apart from my husband's support. I wish it was.
"Master, Madam. Let's take a picture together." The team of photographers came to ask us to take pictures with the El family. We fulfilled it too.
"good. Now Mr and Mrs and the two babies." The photographer asked again.
Bak devaju's. The team of photographers asked us to pose as if we were pretending to have a baby at the time. Rain hugged me from behind while peeping at my forehead. While both hands help support the two babies I have. So tidy.
God, thank you. Praise be to you. After a long wait can finally realize this desire. Thank you Lord.
"Girl, please occupy the seats that have been provided."
The host began to take over the atmosphere of the ballroom. My husband and I sat on stage. Arriving there I saw Grandpa Ali sitting with the elders of this city. I also saluted him.
A few months later...
Nimble, healthy and funny. Maybe those words are the right ones to describe our baby. Both of our babies have reached the age of four months today. It was nice to see them playfully on a thick, hairy carpet. My husband also played with them. Sometimes laughing, sometimes crying. Act funny to make them both laugh.
I'm making milk for them right now. But that doesn't mean I'm out of Asia. In addition, so that their nutrition is more adequate. Mom also helped make a team for my baby. Since the age of three months, they have been given this and that soft food. Sometimes made from real fruit, sometimes mixed with rice. Teams are made to make them more agile.
"Come, have some milk first." I also brought two bottles of milk for my babies.
My husband stopped joking with them when I came to bring him milk. She immediately helped lay out our two babies with pillows as her headrest. One by one I gave them milk. They seem to be the ones who accept it. It seemed that after joking with his father, they were extremely exhausted.
"Well, thirsty's mom's son."
I rubbed the heads of those who were afraid. My husband supported himself with one hand while sleeping on his side facing us. He also watched me sitting on my knees wiping their sweat. Shortly after, he held my face. I also looked towards him.
"Darling?" I feel astonished.
He smiled and got up, sitting next to me. At that moment, he brought his face closer to mine. His hand held the nape of my neck and kissed my lips. A warm kiss on a sunny morning. The clock on the wall was like a witness to our intimacy.
I don't know why my husband made me kiss more intimate. It's been a long time since we've been like this. His tongue gently brushed my lips. As if to arouse the passion that is in my body. I tried to keep him from acting any further. But, when the salivary thread was cut off from my lips, I saw her gaze implying something. It's like he wants me.
"Darling, you want to?" askaku.
He looked and kissed me on my forehead. Without saying anything, he smiled at me. I was confused how to do it too.
"Sayang—"
"Fine." He interrupted my words.
"Yes?" I'm disinheriting.
"If I wanted to add two or three more, could I?" suddenly tanyanya.
"Eh?!" I was surprised too.
"Mom's coming home from the market. What if we make it again?" tanyakanya.
"What-what?" I realized immediately what it meant.
The apartment bell rings. I immediately opened the door. And it turns out, my mother-in-law came. He brought a lot of groceries. I saw Jack helping her too.
"Mother?" I greeted him.
She smiled and went into the apartment.
I also let her in for both. My husband came near me at the door. He then said to my mother. "Mom, Rain wants to go out with Ara. Could you please take care of Ars and Arsy for a second?" ask her mother.
I realized immediately that his words were serious.
"Go away. You two haven't been out in a long time either. Let me take care of them." Mom doesn't seem to mind at all.
"Jack, I'm asking you to stay on stand by here. Accompany mother. If there's anything call me immediately." My husband told Jack.
"Good, Sir." Jack also agreed.
I don't know why my heart is dag-dig-du. My husband immediately took me out of this apartment. He seemed to want to take me somewhere. Our children were left with Jack and his mother in the apartment. My husband entrusted them.
"Come, sweetie."
I was invited to go to the first floor of this apartment. And I obey without fighting him. Let him take me where. I too have become his wife.
Honey, you're a mystery today. Where exactly are you taking me?
Not knowing where I was going to be taken to, I followed suit, holding his hand. I love him, I love him so much. And I hope his feelings outweigh my feelings. It's my rain, Rain Sky.