Hijrah Love Casanova
Si Utun's.

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"Ma, we go first. Assalamualaikum!" zayn and Fira say goodbye to go to the hospital. Both want to check the condition of the baby who does not know how old is Sunday. Because they just had a husband-wife relationship less than a month ago.

"Yes, careful. Waalaikum hail warahmatullahi wabarakatuh!" Lady Elis looked at the child and her daughter-in-law from the living room. "God, thank you for uniting the marriage of the son and son-in-law of the servant."

The woman murmured in gratitude. There is nothing to be happy about but seeing Zayn and Fira being able to go through the marriage with love and affection.

"Auntie, please buy more fresh fruits huh, afraid young lady wants to eat fruit."

"Okay Madam, I also want to buy other necessities." replied Aunty Asih who delivers fruit juice for Lady Elis.

"That this afternoon Madam hasn't gone to her orphanage yet?"

"Yes, it is not yet because Mr. Rendi still has a meeting that can not be represented by his secretary." Lady Elis has not yet gone to an orphanage. So he just stayed at home.

Meanwhile.

On the way, Zayn and Fira were almost at the hospital where they had checked in. Dr. Vina has also registered with an obstetrician. After Zayn called that this afternoon to check his wife's contents. So they just come.

"Mas, why aren't you lifted up?" asked Fira because her husband's phone has been shaking.

"Leave it, baby. The one who called was Felix. Tomorrow morning just take care of. Maybe seeing his company's stock plummet he'll come to our company,"

"Huem, yes. I thought someone else. Fear there is an important need." added Fira staring at the seller on the side of the road. The day starts in the afternoon, so so many vendors are lined up selling a variety of regional specialties.

"Do you want anything, Khumaira?" now Zayn asked.

"No, Mas. Just go home, yes, I want to eat satay." replied Fira making Zayn smile to hear it.

"When did you like satay?" tanyanya tangent because all this time the wife did not like food like that.

"It seems that from today on," Fira chuckled to herself. "I was astonished too. Maybe it's our son's birth,"

"Yes, it's okay. As long as it's safe for you. Mas only can not if you buy food that later even become a stomachache or the other." while chatting. Zayn's Mercedes Benz has arrived in front of the capital's largest private hospital.

"I'll be careful too, Mom. Because what I'm most afraid of is our baby why-why. It felt like it was all a dream to me." Fira's hand stroked her flat belly.

"Mas also seemed to be dreaming beautifully. Unexpectedly it turns our hot romance directly into the seed of Evander's successor." Fira cheeks instantly red blush at that moment.

The cup!

"Why are you always shy, huem? We're a couple, baby. So don't be shy when you're talking about us-"

"Let's get down now! Later the doctor waited too long," invited Fira to open the car door and get off first.

"Why is he so worried. Makes me want to lock her in my arms."

Zayn muttered to the point of biting his lower lip. If they were still at home, then he would bring Fira inside and not leave.

"Come on!" the young man clings to Fira's hand, who doesn't want to come face to face with him. "You if you blush again, eating will be more beautiful and worrisome" he said again a little whisper.

"Mas, please! Don't embarrass me" replied Fira, smiling.

"Mas Zayn why he likes to tease me. I'm really not strong enough not to smile."

Inner Fira who had already embraced her husband's arm. Their arrival became the center of attention. It's just like a top artist. Who does not know the successful entrepreneur Zayn Atalla. Everyone also knows that Shafira who has a beautiful face and good manners is his wife.

"Welcome, Mr. Zayn, Mrs Shafira." welcome the obstetrician who has been waiting for the arrival of the two of them.

"Yes, Doc. Thank you!" zayn replied because Fira was just shaking hands with the woman's doctor.

"Let's lie down on the bed, let's do the examination first," asked the doctor directed Fira to do an ultrasound examination. The nurse who became the doctor's assistant also helped apply the gel on Fira's stomach. Zayn stood to the right of his wife because he wanted to see for himself their future baby.

"How, Doc?" Zayn asked impatiently.

"Mas, let the doctor finish his examination." scolded Fira because Zayn had been impatient since.

"It's okay, Madam. As usual, a father is most enthusiastic when his wife is doing an examination of the womb." the young doctor smiled.

"Why so small, Doc? Did the doctor not check it wrong? Yes, our baby-to-be is just a small point." Zayn protested.

"Mas!" Fira shook her head slowly.

"Darling, the baby is big. How could my son be just like a worm's egg."

"Astaghfirullah Azim thing, Mas!" the woman again shook her head.

"It's okay, ma'am." the doctor finally smiled broadly at Zayn who was protesting.

"The baby's only two weeks old, sir. Later also over time will grow into a fetus in general."

"Oh, like that. Sorry, I don't know." replied Zayn nodding in understanding.

"His baby is so healthy and so is his mother. Later I will give nausea drugs, blood-boosting drugs and also special vitamins for the first trimester. But do not forget to buy milk pregnant women emesis too. So that all the vitamins needed by the mother and her baby are fulfilled" said the doctor named Tag Salma. She is also a woman who wears a hijab like Fira.

"Good, Doc. After here we will immediately buy it," replied Fira has lowered back the game he used.

Then because the examination was over, they sat in the chair that was already available in front of his doctor's desk.

Zayn curiously accompanied his wife. Fira was like a child. When he got down from the examination bed, he also led slowly.

"Sus, please prepare medicine for Mrs Fira yes," Salma told her assistant. Not long, just less than a minute, the drug was given to his doctor.

"It's the cure, so there's no need to take it at the pharmacy. If there are no other complaints, on the eighteenth of next month, you guys should come here again to do a re-examination."

"Yes, Doc. Then excuse me and thank you. Assalamualaikum!" the couple's second goodbye because while chatting science has handed over his credit card to assistant Doctor Salma.

"Mas, why are you acting like a child anyway? I'm ashamed of Doctor Salma" Fira said as they walked out of the hospital.

"Mas does not know if the baby is only as big as a worm egg. Mostly Doctor Salma understood that as a father-to-be, must be very curious about his baby."

"Yes-yes! It's true too. But watch out, don't tell me my baby's like a worm's egg." Fira's whistle made Zayn laugh.

"Khumaira, forgive your husband for mistaking him for a worm egg."

"Cotton?" the pregnant woman repeated her husband's words.

"Yes, utun! Mas will call him the utun, because he is not yet born so we cannot give a beautiful name like his gender later." replied Zayn smiling happily.

"Astaghfirullah pah Azim, Mas Zayn. You're all right, why would our child-to-be you call the utun?" exclaim Fira to say Istighfar.

"That's okay, Mas ends up confused as to who should call him. Because honestly Mas since the first most dislike when hearing people say their prospective child is the baby branch."

"Why don't you like it? He is still a baby. It is impossible to be called fathers or mothers," added Fira really tested his patience on the attitude of Zayn who was out of touch.

"But later when it is grown the baby will be an heir of his parents. So still can't call him the baby branch." Zayn opened the car door for his wife. After that he turned around to sit on the steering wheel.

"Mas will still call our future son utun. So already, do not be angry again yes," he said persuading the wife.

"Yes, it's up to Mas to call the utun or the baby branch. However, one should definitely not call my baby like a worm egg." Fira blushes her lips.

The cup!

"Okay, well Umi is utun," Zayn kissed a glimpse of Fira's lips. He had a seat belt on his wife's body.

"Haa... Mas, why are you so annoying," laughed Fira because amused at the call from her husband.

"Alhamdulillah, at last his Umi utun is no longer pouting." Zayn smiled happily.

"Khumaira ku, Umi nya want any food? Let's say let Abi utun follow. We'll stop by the supermarket to buy pregnant women's milk."

"I just want to eat satay, but we just stopped by to buy my mom's favorite food and also the workers at home" replied Fira while improving her sitting.

"All right! At the request of my beloved wife," said Zayn began to run his luxury vehicle.

"I really didn't expect that Mas Zayn could turn out like this. He used to look hard at me. Everything I do is always wrong in his eyes."

Mumbled Fira who occasionally stole glances at her husband. Zayn, even though he only wears casual clothes, still looks more handsome. No wonder so many girls are crazy about him.

Be rich, handsome. He has a brilliant career and no entrepreneur can rival him. Absolutely true perfection.

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