My Wife Drabia's
85.Who knows.

"I-i-that's whose son?" gugub Drabia, seeing the baby boy was similar to Ansel.

"Our son" Ansel kissed the baby boy's cheek in his carrier as a clear liquid flowed from the corner of his eye.

"You mean?" ask Drabia.

"Yes, what do you mean Ansel?" continue Mr. Ilham.

"This baby is our biological son Drabia. Demian's doctor exchanged it with another baby" Ansel explained.

Ansel walked toward the tv, dialed back the cesar Drabia process," Notice."

Drabia, Mr. Ilham and everyone else in the room were equally directing their gaze towards the television screen.

"The baby that came out of your womb is a male, not a female. I also found out after the damn Doctor's rot was discovered" Ansel explained.

"Aren't we in the USG, our babies are girls?" ask Drabia still can't believe it.

"But in fact, our son was born a boy, dear" Ansel replied, then gave the baby boy to Drabia.

Drabia accepted it, took the baby boy into her arms, kissed the baby's forehead while crying.

"Then, whose son is Salwa?" ask Lea.

All views immediately turned towards Ansel, asking the man for an explanation.

"I don't know, and I don't want to know. Salwa was my son from the first time I touched her. He's our son too." Ansel took Salwa from Nimas's mother's arms, held the baby in sobbing tears. Ansel is very afraid of losing Salwa, fearing that Salwa will be taken by her real parents.

Salwa is not her real son. But for Ansel, Salwa was his biological daughter. He has been taking care of her since the baby was born.

"Dad Princess" cried sobbing Ansel. Can't imagine if Salwa got out of his hands.

"Well ! huaaaa!" Salwa was crying.

"Dear baby, you're Dad's daughter, forever. You're Dad's biological daughter, you're Dad's flesh and blood."Ansel kissed his daughter's entire face.

Mr. Ilham breathed his breath seeing the daughter and the father was the same as crying, because he was afraid to be separated.

"Ansel, stop crying. Your daughter's crying." Nimas' mother gently rubbed Ansel's shoulder.

"My daughter's salt Ma" cried Ansel.

"With your daughter, no one will take it from you" Nimas' mother comforted.

"Oh my God, we were immediately blessed with two children" Ansel muttered, wiping away his tears.

"So, what's the name of our grandson" asked April to approach Drabia and take the baby boy from Drabia's sling.

"The old man who took care of her already gave her a name, Murtado. I just want to add it, to be Murtado Shaka Budiman, to Shaka's ministry" Ansel replied.

Mr. Ilham nodded in agreement, as did Drabia and the others.

**

After the birthday of Salwa and Tado, Drabia and Ansel and their two children are in the room.

"Well, one of them isn't your son to another woman?" tanya Drabia squinted her eyes at Ansel who was busy changing Salwa's diaper inside the baby box.

Ansel sighed, then approached Drabia who was still sitting in her wheelchair.

"I swear, baby, I've never touched any woman other than you" Ansel said after lowering her body in front of Drabia.

"Who knows" Drabia pursed her lips.

The cup!

"Perhaps if I wanted to, I already have eleven wives" Ansel said after peeping Drabia's lips glint." Because I love you, I don't do it."

"Who's son Salwa?" Drabia turned his gaze to Ansel's face.

Ansel sighed, although he explained that his wife was suspicious. Naturally, because his wife just woke up.

"Only the fucking doctor knows. But I'm lazy to ask" Ansel replied." Do not suspect her husband continues, it could be a prayer later!." Ansel looked at his smile.

Ansel stood back up, then lifted up Drabia's body, moved it onto the mattress. Then he lay down beside his wife, carrying Drabia into his warm embrace.

"I'm not lying baby" Ansel panted his wife's nose." You've had enough for me, I don't need another woman." Ansel removed the veil that covered his wife's head, then threw it in any direction." Missed you!" ansel looked again at Drabia's face, longing.

Drabia returned Ansel's gaze, extending her hand to touch her husband's handsome face.

"Me too" replied Drabia smiling.Ansel took his hand that was stuck to the man's face, then kissed him.

"I'll prove right now that I love you so much. By giving all my love to you." Ansel kissed Drabia's forehead, down to her nose and two cheeks, last to her lips.

Ansel pulled out a blanket to cover their bodies, and continued....

Oe oe oe....!

"Oh God!" ansel said, breathing out.

Drabia, who was under Ansel, laughed gigglingly at the frustrated face of Ansel who was baffled.

"Looks like Salwa pub." Drabia sat down after Ansel got off the bed.

Oe oe oe...!

Hearing Salwa crying, Shaka woke up and cried. Makes Ansel become overwhelmed to take care of it.

"Honey, please help" said Ansel took Shaka from inside the baby box to give it to Drabia. Drabia received it and directly checked her diaper whether it was dirty or not.

"It looks like she wants mimi" Drabia said after seeing baby Shaka's diaper still clean.

"In the meantime, I change Salwa's diaper first" Ansel replied as she opened Salwa's dirty diaper, then replaced it with a new one.

When she was done, Ansel moved her to the top of the bed, placed her in the middle, and left her to make milk for their two children.

"Well!" weeping Salwa stretched to the edge of the mattress.

"Beauty soon" said Ansel with his daughter.

The Drabia holding the baby Shaka becomes overwhelmed looking after him. In addition, the condition of his body that has not fully recovered, making him unable to move actively to keep the two babies.

"Ansel!" call Drabia, unable to hold Salwa's body that was about to fall.

Ansel who saw it immediately ran towards the mattress, and immediately lifted Salwa's body.

"Dad is here baby, there is Mama" Ansel told Salwa who was in his arms.

Salwa cries and turns her gaze towards Drabia and baby Shaka, and instead points at baby Shaka.

"It looks like Salwa is jealous of Shaka" Drabia smiled.

"That's Salwa's brother, don't be jealous, Mama also love Salwa" Ansel persuaded trying to explain.

"Ma!" Salwa is still pointing towards baby Shaka and Drabia.

Drabia placed baby Shaka next to him, then extended his two hands towards Salwa.

"Here dear" said Drabia.

Ansel gave Salwa to Drabia. Clutching the small body into his arms, then peeling both cheeks in turn.

"He is Shaka, your dear brother. Don't be jealous!, you're the same as Mama's beloved Dad" said Drabia, although the baby did not understand what he said, still Drabia trying to give their daughter an explanation.

Finished making two bottles of milk, Ansel returned to the mattress, gave one bottle to Drabia's hand, and the other drank it to baby Shaka.

"Still a little girl, Salwa knows she's jealous." Drabia laid Salwa beside him, then gave him some milk.

After the two babies returned to sleep, Ansel and Drabia similarly breathed a sigh of relief. Ansel then placed the two babies in their own boxes.

"Submit yuk!" invite Ansel to lie down next to Drabia and hold her tightly.

Drabia nodded while commenting on her smile.

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