Nackal Duda
Impregnant... Again

Two Years Later...

Gnats

"Bi! Here you are!" scream Dance from the bathroom.

"Why the hell is My? Wear screaming everything!" I approached Tari.

"Let's see this!" Dance gave me a test pack.

"Two lines? Getting pregnant? Judah! Thank goodness!" answer me with ease.

"How could Abi be this relaxed? I'm pregnant, Bi!"

"Yes continues? There I am in charge. No problemo!" I answered with ease.

"Means I'll be fretting over the process again dong?"

Quickly I held my head. It still feels like the traces of dance on my hair.

"Pig! Seriously!" thought Dance I was joking! I am also still traumatized by the birth process that tortured me so much.

"Seriously, dear Mommy! What if Mommy is pregnant? Problems giving birth, it will be a long time. Thank you for being given the same grace of God." I carried the Wira who came closer.

"May you?" tanyanya bribed me with her baby biscuits.

"Now. Very good with Abi!" I bit a baby biscuit that was no longer crunchy. Alot has started to get bitten and held since.

"Say what?" ask Wira.

"Thank you, Wira! Wow very clever Wira reminded Abi!" I kissed her cheek and then I put her back on the floor. "Other over there! Abi's talking to Mommy!"

The hero complies and returns engrossed with his toys. Dance appears to fold both hands on the chest while singing her lips.

"Why the hell? Pregnancy gets windfall. Why is that so much?" I sit next to him. I kissed her cheeks to lower her emotions.

"But Dance is scared, Bi. I think it's still imagined the pain when giving birth to Wira. It still feels that way. Yep... Dance thanks be given another chance with God to educate His care. But what about later?"

I put his hand up and put it on my head. "Take it later. Abi ready. But inget, the longer Abi gets older. The ability to have thick hair is getting decreased, so the hair is using the heart. Don't be full of energy like that!"

"Ih! Abi mah's! Keep joking!" even more angry. Don't be sensitive it starts crashing again. Oh God, don't... Don't touch me anymore, please...

"No dear! Abi is not kidding. Mommy want to go for a walk? Let Mommy not be bored and the thought that is still a long time like giving birth to it. How's it?" better to be persuaded first.

"But Abi's a fat lady!"

"Yes. Abi the fat Lady. Mommy's pregnant again, where can I carry a woman! Let's get ready to go!"

"Wira!" Hearing about to leave, Wira immediately gercep and asked to be invited.

"Wira wants to come? Let's say the same Ma'am ask to change clothes wearing the coolest clothes yes! Abi'll take you!" the bujukku.

Vigorously Wira went to approach his Mbak. The child is most excited when invited to go for a walk.

Half an hour later, it was all ready. Don't forget I brought Wira's stoller. My savior so as not to carry him constantly.

"Where are we going?" I was heating the car engine.

"Te mole." replied the Hero who was sitting on the lap of Dance.

"Pinter! What would you like to buy?" my tokyou?"

"Es cliem!"

"okay! Go!" I said excitedly.

"Bismillah, Bi! Biasain!" dance Chirps.

"Oh yes, Bismilbornrahmanirrahim!"

I also drove the car while holding the Prophet's prayer with Wira. The boy followed me and prayed cheerfully.

"Bi, let's go." take Wira.

"Yes. Later yes. Now we go to the Mall. Buy you an ice cream hero. What do you want to taste?"

"Look!" reply the Hero energetically.

"Hm... Agree! Abi wants to ah!"

"Right! Abi satit!" ban Wira.

"Oh... If Abi eats ice cream, does it hurt? If you're sick, don't eat ice cream?"

"No! Aja abi!"

Ha. ha... Fucking bocil!

"If Mommy didn't?" ask again. I like to talk to people. Exclaims. Makes driving fun.

"Mommy endak atit. Mommy strong. Abi lost to Mommy!"

"Gee... Abi lost to Mommy?! Abi wants to order a lot of ice cream. Wira Abi not for!"

"For.. Abi stingy! Huh!" The hero was flabbergasted and I kept laughing at his cuteness.

Dance has been quiet ever since. I rubbed his hair with my left hand. "Don't think too much. Enjoy the grace that God loves."

"Yes, Bi. I don't know why I keep feeling sad. Is it because of the baby?"

Not wrong anymore. Must be pregnant this time just like the first pregnant. Sensitively. I am mah. What matters is that I have another baby. I want to have a lot of children, but seeing that Dance is not that excited I think again. Maybe two kids are enough.

I parked the car and pushed the Wira stoller inside the Mall. The first place we went to was a children's toy store.

"Don't keep pampering Bi. Wira already has a lot of toys at home." forbid Dance.

"But not yet complete, Mi. The new Power Ranger toy is red. Not yet black. Is it the hero?" The hero agreed with my words.

"Then the car is still a little. Track the car dear if only a few cars." I said reasoned.

"That mah is indeed Abi who is a toy. Not for the Hero. The playin Wira was not a toy that Abi bought to know. But plates, spoons and glasses from the kitchen. Later buy it if Wira has started to understand. Now we'll just go shopping!" dance Protest.

"Well... Can't buy a toy for Mommy!" I said to Wira.

"You toys... Want toys... Mommy's peyit!" Wira also cranky because kukompori.

Dance glaring at me. "Bi! And even scold his son! Abi was even heated up by his son!"

Me and Wira compactly stared at Dari with a gaze to buy a toy. "Buy toys, My. Satuuuu!" my door.

"Yes, it's a catu!"

Dari sighed while shaking her head at my behavior. "Jude there! Not much!" Dance gives up in the end.

"Yes!" me and Wira toss. Kugendong Wira and ran into the toy store. We choose toys that are not yet in the collection of Wira toys.

"This is Wira?" my many. A person who does not understand just say all the toys I propose. It is good to add a collection.

Since I often babysit Wira I started to have a new hobby. Toy collecting. There are a lot of hot wheel cars with tracks that I've bought. I also collect toys like Star Wars and Power Rangers. Fun new hobby. Collecting toys rather than collecting new wives ha.ha...

"Bi! I'm going home a lot!" menacam Dance.

"Ready! That's boss!"

"Udah boss!" said Wira followed me.

I also paid for the toys I bought and left the toy store with a carefree heart. Happy feeling...

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