Touch My Body's

Touch My Body's
Extra Part



"Where, Ci?"


"Positive, Mom."


"God...." Scrooge got out of their bed quickly. "Where did I see?" her door.


Cima gave one long and flat object to Scrooge. Already since yesterday it was stored Scrooge on the nightstand right near his bed.


Last night the sweet-faced man could not sleep well thinking of all the possibilities that would make their family's life change many things.


"That's .. where it's written positively," Cima pointed out how it works.


"I try it two at a time Mas, the result is also still the same positive..," continued Cima glazed.


Two pregnancy tests are plastered in front of Scrooge at this time. Both believe and do not write on the screen are written positively. Scrooge suddenly fell silent with trembling hands.


"I-this isn't wrong, is it, Ci? You're positively pregnant, aren't you?" Scrooge looked at Cima and the pregnancy test in his hand took turns.


"I guess, it's really Mas. Mommy says try it first, if the results are positive the accuracy can be 99% real."


Scrooge immediately smiled, placed two tests of his wife's pregnancy kit on the dressing table and approached Cima happily.


"That means you're really pregnant, Ci. There are also results of pandan-pandan I in the dalem..," he said moved.


"Princess?" confused Cima.


"Yes pandan. Kan, got me smells like pandan and a lot, Ci. They collect so full of your stomach until you can grow baby shoots from the meeting of the weeds of both of us," explained Scrooge increasingly unclear.


Cima shook his head understanding where the direction of her husband's unreasonable conversation was this time.


"Hopefully our child will not smell pandan if that, Mas..," kekeh Cima followed by a loud laugh from Scrooge.


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"Jac-jac ... Haven't you?"


"Yes, Beb. Just...!" jacob from the kitchen.


"Very long, Jac? I'm a laper, right!?" Anna still calls her husband's name repeatedly from the TV room.


The man Anna had called back was overwhelmed by himself in the kitchen making the breakfast Anna had asked for just after she woke up.


"Yes, Beb. Five minutes to cook. Wait a moment, well Bebeb..," said Jacob again.


His hands were nimbly stirring the corn soup made by him himself. Almost every morning Anna always asked Jacob to make breakfast like this before he left for work.


Despite not having any taste and impressed tasteless, Anna still forced him to cook corn soup for him to eat. As a result, Jacob who has never once cooked his life, this month must get used to struggling with cooking tools there for the sake of his beloved wife.


"Na, don't scream like that. Your husband's in the kitchen." Ani came to approach her daughter calmly.


Drama like this almost every day he saw and heard. Ani begins to feel sorry for her daughter-in-law who has to get up early in the morning in order to make breakfast for Anna.


"I'm not yelling, Mom. I was just asking Jacob to cook more." said Anna.


"Yes, but it's also not good to tell your husband to shout so, Na. Kasian Jacob cook himself is not helped by anyone. He was also not long in the kitchen. The food was straight out."


Anna was silent and would not argue anymore. Sometimes he does feel a little guilty with his attitude that always wants everything fast paced from Jacob. But, it doesn't want to be like this either. Waiting too long makes his mood change quickly.


"Today's the schedule you control, right?" keep Ani.


"Yes, Mom. Eleven o'clock."


"Want you a memento?"


"No, Mom...." Jacob interjected, walking closer to the two women of different ages.


His hand held a tray containing a bowl full of corn soup that was still steaming. He put the tray on the table near Anna.


"Aren't you busy in the office, Jac?" Anna asked.


"Udah no, Beb. I ask that all business matters that are not too important are held first by the secretary. I want to focus on taking care of you until our son is born."


Anna's heart warmed to hear him. Indeed, almost four months pregnant with the fruit of their love, Jacob sometimes accompany him at home and busy in the office.


Time with him only in the morning like this. Jacob would usually return home if it was late at night and Anna was already fast asleep in their bed.


"Not pa-pa, Cob? I don't have a problem, if you have to send Anna to the doctor and take care of her at home..," Ani's timpal is not good.


"No pa-pa, ma'am. Anna's my wife, I take full responsibility for her. I don't have to worry, it's my duty as Anna's husband."


Ani nodded with a proud and happy heart. My son had a good husband, he thought. Ani is grateful that happiness has finally become the property of her beloved child with their small family later.


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"Nobody forgot, right, Drill?"


"I don't think so, sir. I checked one-on-one. All of Mulan's and baby's mother's equipment is in one suitcase Ms Mulan said yesterday, and the suitcase I've been in the trunk of the car at home from far away."


Rama nodded with a chest that had not calmed down since. Mulan had just told him that he suddenly felt heartburn while at home with a nurse who Rama assigned to look after his wife.


The woman was heard moaning in pain when the nurse called Rama five minutes ago. The man in deep silence quickly asked Bora to call an ambulance to pick up Mulan at their home.


There is no time left if Rama has to return home, he thought. He chose to go straight to the hospital to coincide with the arrival of the ambulance that brought Mulan there.


"Darling...." Rama rushed closer to Mulan as soon as several nurses were pushed in.


An oxygen hose was attached to Mulan's nose with her forehead filled with sweat.


"R-ra...."


"Yes, Yang. I'm right here. I'm sorry I left you at a time like this." Rama clasped Mulan's hand which squeezed her hand firmly.


"Sa-sick, Ra.." - Mulan, with her eyes closed.


"Yes, yeah. Garuk or jam I make pain less, Yang. I'm not pa-pa, I'm ready."


Mulan was pushed into the delivery room and transferred to the delivery bed. The doctor who treated Mulan during their stay in Italy was informed in advance and was ready to help Mulan give birth to her beloved son with Rama.


Mulan is now preparing to push following the instructions of her personal obstetrician.


"Take a deep breath and push hard at the third count of Miss Mulan. Just like I have taught you before." The doctor started counting and asked Mulan to relax and not rush.


Rama standing to the right of his wife saw how the struggle of the woman he loved bore the fruit of their love.


The man finally knew what the phrase 'heaven is under the soles of the mother's feet' meant'. This is the reason why the mother is an extraordinary warrior and deserves the highest respect.


"Congratulations Sir, Ma. Daughter and healthy."


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...The Extra Part End...