
They say goodbye to the hospital, Abbas is very happy that finally his seed can produce. To his delight, Abbas kissed Khumaira's hand many times.
"Baby, I'm so happy. Soon I'll really be a father." Abbas was pleased. They are in the car now.
"Yes, Mas. I'm glad, too, that this is all thanks to God's permission and to our efforts." Khumaira smiled happily.
"Oh Allah, I am unceasingly grateful to You. You have given me much pleasure for Your mercy, thank You God." Abbas put his hands up to pray.
Shortly thereafter,
They arrived at the hospital. Abbas helped Khumaira walk.
"Mas, I'm not sick. Not being led like a sick man." Khumaira Protest.
"Baby, I don't want our baby to be okay." Abbas stroked Khumaira's stomach.
"But..."
"Udah no buts-fireplace or you I'm carrying."
"Ish!, don't you want to be embarrassed to know."
"Eat him according to the husband's orders."
"Yes, Mum."
In the aisle of the hospital they met with Doctor Erik and Doctor Chelsea.
"Well! I just happened to meet you, Chel. Check my Bini." Abbas.
"Byeah! why Khumaira?." Chelsea's doctor is confused.
"Some, man. Come sayamin kek. This is mah, even very fierce." Doctor Erik shook his head.
"Gue ain't no business loe, I have the same business bini loe." Abbas. Doctor Erik and Doctor Chelsea are married. (Sorry yes did not make the story of Doctor Erik and Doctor Chelsea married).
"Laseless boss, don't hire rich. Honey, you must be careful to have a patient like him. His bawling furiously mulu."
"Sue Loe, go there." Abbas expelled Doctor Erik.
"Ck, why am I here anyway. My Malay, there's a rather-somewhat rich loe patient. Honey I'm in my room, yeah. If this patient has no you call me yes. Trophies." Doctor Erik kissed his wife's forehead. Then leave.
"Yes, Hubby." Said Doctor Chelsea shyly.
The three of them went into the room to see Doctor Chelsea.
"What complaints do you have?Or want to give news about Satria, but why not call directly. Usually call me on the phone, is there a problem with Satria?...." The Chelsea doctor was full of questions.
"Stop!! Lots of questions loe, make me dizzy which one I should answer first." Abbas stops talking to Doctor Chelsea.
"Mas, you shut up first. Let me talk to Mba Chelsea." Khumaira covered Abbas with his hand. Abbas was silent and pouted.
"Look, Mba. I was checking pregnancy using this at Alsava's house and it turns out I'm pregnant, me and Mas Abbas still don't believe and want to prove. So we came straight here to check more." Khumaira explained his arrival.
"Ooo... Like that, usually if it's a line of two like this let alone bright. It's true that it's positive to be pregnant, nothing comes here. To see more details, how the health of the fetus and what age of the fetus. It can be seen with USG... Mm... Okay, let's check that out." Chelsea doctor invites Khumaira to sleep in bed for USG.
"Yes, mba. But I did not experience nausea and vomiting in early pregnancy, so I did not know. In fact I feel strange with a fickle nature, rich not me."
"Without anything that is congenital pregnant women, not all pregnant women experience nausea and vomiting... See if this is true you are pregnant with Khumaira, congratulations Khumaira and Abbas. Finally your wait is fruitful, sorry you were sentenced to have no children. Why is Khumaira pregnant now?." The Chelsea doctor looked at Abbas.
"really?. O Allah. I'm grateful to you." Abbas was teary, he did not care about Doctor Chelsea's words.
"Alhamdulillah, Chel. It's all thanks to God's permission, it's all God's miracles." Khumaira.
"Yes, you're right. Oia, this is your gestational age of 10 weeks or 2 months and the condition of the fetus is very good. There is nothing to worry about, it's just that pregnant people will change their mood and should not be soybean. Later I will give a note, what women do in a state of pregnancy and consumption of any food is good for pregnant women."
"Good, Mba. Thanks."
"Chel, is my son a boy or a girl?."
"Oh my goodness, Abbas. Your child is still small, later if the age of the fetus is about 4 months. But it depends whether Debay wants to show it or not."
"Loh! Is my son shy?."
"Oh my goodness, Abbas. If you say the same, make blood rise." Chelsea's doctor cleaned his hands.
"Yes, I understand. It's better every month you guys come here and we check your content for Khumaira."
"Yes, Mba. Thanks, sorry yes. Abbas is like this."
"It's nothing, we used to be like this. Bacot each other but not to fight."
"Alhamdulillah, you guys stay solid huh. I'm proud of you."
"Chel, I'm asking for a picture. Want me long at work, so I'll always be excited to see it."
"Yes Abbas. Oia, I want to tell you how Satria let me foster?Let our family take care of him and protect him."
"Gue know, I'm not a real Daddy. But I always thought of Satria as my only child, me and Khumaira already loved Satria." Abbas does not want Satria in the care of Doctor Chelsea.
"From the struggle to take care of Satria, you better divide your time. Example A week at our house and a week at the home of Mba Chelsea and Mas Erik."
"Yes, I agree." Said Doctor Chelsea.
"I also agree, let us not be an artist due to take custody of the boy. It will make the netizens not bribe. We Asuh Satria together... This week let Satria not be with us, just next week for you two." Abbas.
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