After Being In Prison
Chapter 27: Happy Birthday Salma!

“Darling, what month is it?" ask Jono

“April Bang"

“Means your gestational age is already 4 months huh? Let's control the doctor dear, you can't wait to see the results of your USG"

“Alma is up to Abang aja Bang. What matters is that you are happy. Thank you Bang for taking care of Alma all this time"

“Sama-sama Darling, yes already now you shower, keep getting ready huh? If you are still nauseous do not need to cook first is okay. Uh wait wait... shower with yuk!"

“Hah? Mmmm.. mmm. a. let's Bang"

“Iiish... gemesh deh same you, why the hell are you like that fear? Your brother's your husband Alma, not a crocodile, cup. Yes, let's go to the bathroom" said Jono who previously pinched his wife's cheek gently, peeked at her and grabbed her waist towards the bathroom.

***

The bodies of the two men were plain without a single cloth. Except for Salma who tied a towel around his head. Shower is on, Jono starts acting mischievous, squeezing his wife's ass and kissing her tiny lips and turns to the twins on his wife's chest and sucking on them. Salma enjoyed it too. Although morning sickness had re-emerged, but Jono faithfully keep and help him in every difficulty.

Salma brushed her smile so that once again she saw her trademark that made her even more beautiful. Yes, what else if not the shagging teeth he had, very beautiful to look at for a Jono. Suddenly Jono took something from his shirt pocket hanging.A diamond pendant necklace now looks glittering in front of Salma's eyes.

Salma covered her mouth with both hands, not believing the object in her husband's hand at this time. It was really a diamond pendant necklace.

“Abang? You bought that necklace for Alma?"

“For whom else if not for you? Hm?"

“Happy Birthday Sweetheart. May you live a long and healthy life always.here let you wear this necklace on your neck Dear"

“Abang... hiks hiks... thanks ya Darling, it turns out you are romantic too. Alma more and more Iaang very same brother, cup. Sorry Alma ya Bang if Alma was vomiting again. Sometimes Alma's stomach is still nauseous as well"

“It's okay Baby. It's also natural that you're pregnant. And by the way your stomach is bigger than the first pregnancy, baby, why? Weird, don't-don't..."

“Let's get out first Bang, there's someone I want to talk about" Salma said as she turned off the shower and wrapped a towel around her body. While the towel on his head is still used, as well as Jono who also wrapped the towel on his body while carrying their own clothes.

“Don't be right my guess... God gave us the privilege of Bang" Salma said while sitting on the edge of the bed.

“What are the specialties?" Ask Jono.

“Alma still can not be sure anyway actually, but.. could be Alma contains—"

“Huwek!" not finished Salma spoke, her stomach was back churned.

“Alma? Wait Honey, wait" Jono began to panic while the woman ran and went back to the bathroom and vomited all of her entrails.

“Are you okay Honey?" jono asked while embracing his wife's body with both hands and occasionally he massaged his wife's neck which then question Jono was embraced by Salma.

“Let's go to the doctor dear, we see the USG. Plus ask the doctor about your morning sickness, hm? Brother can't bear to see you're vomiting constantly, cup. Yuk... Here, here, here, can you walk?"

“Can Bang" Salma replied in a raucous voice.

Jono was very confused by the situation. But he saw for a moment the plain body of his wife who is now still sprawled on the soft mattress.

“You stupid Jono! You fooler! Why do you prefer Yasmin to your wife... Is she less beautiful?"

“Not... I realized that she is getting more beautiful with this condition, yes! I'm stupid! O Allah forgive me, I did not think my wife was this beautiful. Sorry Brother Alma, sorry Brother, damned you Jono! Right. I need to get her to the hospital right away. Sorry Abi my dear son" Jono murmured in his heart while smirking his wife's face and stomach.

Jono re-wears his wife's clothes carefully because her condition is still unconscious. He then took her to the car to be taken to the hospital.

***

Arriving at the hospital, Salma was rushed to the IGD room, Jono was very panicked and frightened.

“Celaka lu Jono! Fucking you! If Salma and anaklu why-why, you will be responsible. Fucking you!" jonah muttered in his heart.

“Lho, that's not Jono deh, why else would he come here? What else happened to Salma?" muttered Aldo from across.

“Jono, kenape lu Bro? Lu how are you? Healthy are you?" ask Aldo.

“Alhamdulillah Al, my half healthy" replied Jono in a flat tone and lowered his head.

“Hah? You mean how the hell? Confused me"

“Yes, I'm half healthy. For my half-brother is suffering in there"

“Bini you?"

“Iye, same my son-in-law. The plan is today I want the same USG do'i, but suddenly the Alma passed out. Mukanye shoots really Al, I don't have Al"

“Innalillah Wa Inna Ilaihi Raji'un! So now it's gimane?"

Jono shook his head while still crying. Aldo hugged him.

“Sabar Bro, be patient.. Doctor Amira certainly can handle Salma well, I know he is professional"

30 minutes later, the obstetrician came out of his room and told Jono that Salma had regained consciousness. Jono runs towards the IGD and kisses his wife's face and stomach, Salma starts to rub her eyes.

“Abang, how is the condition of our baby Bang? I'm not miscarrying anymore, am I?"

“Ngak Mommy, Mommy does not miscarry.Yes congratulations Mom, from the results of the baby ultrasound Mom and Ms. Salma herself healthy wal afiat. The baby's twin Mom, and the sex is both male, I congratulate you once again Mom, sir"

“Yes Allah! O Allah, Lord, thank God for all these gifts that You have given us... Brother! Our baby brother's twin Bang! They're twins! Thank God! Alhamdulillaah! Allahumma Shalli Ala Sayyidina Muhammad Wa Ala Ala Ali Sayyidina Muhammad!" Salma was glad not to play and began to praise the greatness of Allah and His Messenger while weeping and embracing the body of her husband.

“Happy birthday Alma, Happy Birthday Salma Darling, cup" said Jono as he kissed his wife's forehead.

“Abang, by Allah this is a special gift for Alma Darling, by Allah. Thank you for your attention all this time, dear yes"