
"Arya, maybe for a few months you'll have to be patient." Mama Dewi also spoke to make the wrinkles on Arya's forehead deeper. What are these parents talking about? Rubby could only hold back his smile.
"Patience to what, Ma?" Arya asked confusedly.
"Patience because you're having sympathetic pregnancy syndrome, maybe for the next few months. Or maybe even until Rubby gives birth later." This time Mother Maya spoke. Suddenly Arya's mind was empty.
Sympathetic pregnancy syndrome? Rubby gave birth? How could Rubby suddenly give birth? Unless his wife is pregnant?
Waitaminute!
Arya turned to look at his wife who was staring at him too.
"meaning?" Ask. A wide smile was imprinted on Rubby's beautiful face.
"I'm pregnant, Mas. Congratulations, Mas Firaz will be a father." The answer. Arya blinked her eyes.
"You pregnant?" Deuteronomy in an incredulous tone. Rubby nodded with a twinkle in his eyes.
"Yes, Mum."
"Alhamdulillah O Allah..." Arya instantly pulled Rubby into her arms. Without caring about the people who were there, Arya hugged her wife tightly.
"Thank you, Rubby. I love you." Arya said, Rubby can only nod in her husband's arms. The old men smiled at him.
"When you see!" Intan patted her husband's arm.
"See what?" Ask Andika.
"Sir Arya is very romantic. Why didn't you like that when I said I was pregnant again?" Intan asked back. He remembered when he said he was pregnant for the second time, Andika just stupefied. The young man did not expect that his wife would get pregnant again so soon.
"I was surprised at that time, Intan." Andika defended herself.
"But when you were first pregnant right, I hugged you too." Reciprocity.
"But the situation used to be unromantic, which we even fear." Limpal Intan, Andika can only scratch her hair that does not itch. In the eyes of Intan, he always lost to Arya.
Arya and Rubby break her arms. One warm kiss landed on Rubby's forehead, staring at Rubby lovingly.
"Mas know?" Ask Rubby.
"Our child candidates are not just one." Answer Rubby.
"You mean?"
"Here." Rubby points Arya's hand at her flat stomach.
"There are three of our children." Her speech. Arya blinked her eyes again.
"Three?!" Arya gaped in disbelief.
"Yes, Arya. Rubby's pregnant with twins, three at a time." Connect Mama Dewi.
"So our son has three?" Deuteronomy.
"Yes, Mum."
Arya briefly hugged her wife.
"Alhamdulillah. I didn't think you were pregnant, even triplets. Thank you Rubby."
"Then you need to start being patient. Because you're experiencing pregnancy symptoms." Say Bakti Father.
"So Arya was nauseous because..."
"Yes, Arya. All pregnancy syndromes are sympathetic due to Rubby's pregnancy. You feel the complaints of pregnant women, while Rubby doesn't." Mother Maya. Arya nodded her head.
"Had Arya been feeling weird lately." His word.
"Patience yes. It won't be long, until your wife gives birth later. That's about six to seven months ahead." Mama Dewi.
Six to seven months, for a second? Arya could only sigh violently. But that's okay, the important thing is that Rubby is healthy and safe until giving birth later. Let him suffer all these symptoms. Rubby's sacrifice to conceive her child was not easy either.
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