Not the Second
Ilmy's Problem?

The news of Ilya's pregnancy has spread to the Sam and Warrent families. They all welcomed happily and were very much looking forward to the birth of the Warrent family's first grandchild and the Sam family's second grandchild.

But the news of Ilya's pregnancy was not directly in the public to the general public. Just in case, especially the baby that Ilya conceived came from two large families that certainly did not have a few enemies.

Uma Lyza, who was a former mob boss. Even though there is Sean who handles the affairs of the underworld, still everyone must be on guard so as not to fail.

Tonight, to welcome Ilya's pregnancy, a dinner was held together at the Sam Dimension. The only ones present are the nuclear family, because this event is only a small event.

At the long dining table, the table that was able to accommodate all of them even still had an empty place. It was there that they talked warmly and looked very harmonious.

Who would have thought the two conglomerate families would become a family and soon the relationship will be even closer with the baby who is the link between the two families in addition to business and also the marriage of their children.

“Still nauseous no?” Ask Uma Lyza who was on the left side of Ilya.

Her daughter-in-law nodded slowly “Slightly uma, but it's not too bad.” Answer slowly

“Thankfully Ilya can still swallow food.” Sahut Dian's mother who was at that time was on the right side of her youngest daughter

The current position, Ilya who is in the middle. He was flanked by Uma Lyza and Abi Ares on the left while Dian's mother and Ilyas' father were on his right.

What about Fatih?

The handsome man could only sigh in resignation when his wife was monopolized by both her parents and also her in-laws. Next to Fatih there was Dylan patting his best friend's shoulder

“Sabar, they just excited ,” He remembers when his wife came to this city for the first time and monopolized by his mother and father. Especially at that time Akifa was pregnant, really testing patience but Dylan could not do anything.

And now the one who experienced it was Fatih, and worse Ilya was monopolized by four people at once.

Fatih let out a long sigh “You how else, Ilya is not mine a.”

Dylan chuckles “Take it easy, if Ilya's night is yours.” Patting Fatih's shoulders.

Fatih laughs, even though they have not met for a very long time but their intimacy is intertwined quickly naturally. Compared to the reverse with Delon which he often met when doing business but it is difficult to approach.

“But bang Fatih great. The period has not even been one month of marriage but Ilya is filled. Great.” Salut Kira gave his brother two thumbs

“The name is also work every night. Thank God someone grew.” Reply Fatih is very happy about this

“May the baby be with his mother healthy-healthy always.” Tympal Ilmy. Ilmy who had been silent since then finally spoke numbers.

“Aamiin.” They all countered including Tifa who was sitting next to Kira.

Dylan looked at his twin sister with a strange look, he whispered “You're fine, Il?” tanyakanya. Because not usually Ilmy looks more calm and calm

“Huh? Yes Lan?, why me. I'm fine with.” Kill Ilmy with a forced smile that Dylan was familiar with. Dylan hesitated but did not want to corner Ilmy, let him find out for himself later.

When people are busy with their own affairs, Akifa is the same. He was in the room to breastfeed baby Alan who was less than a month old.

“Ululu.. ravenously warm, hungry well dear. Same mom is hungry too, but later after Al full new mama eat. Okay, dear.” Cheek peeked at the adorable baby Alan

“Masya Allah.. gemes bangat hek, whose child this one.. hmm.” He was really made angry by his son.

Chequek..

Dylan came in while carrying a nampam containing food and drinks “Alan his sleeping darling?” Put the tray on the sofa table and then he sat next to his wife

“Not yet, the power is Al hungry.” Answer Akifa. She saw what her husband brought “You've eaten, mas?”

Dylan nodded “Already, bustling downstairs. Sorry well mas not waiting for you.” Overtaking a haircut behind his wife's ears.

Akifa smiled “Gak papa mas, even I became not good with people because in the room. Just say hello to doang earlier.” He hasn't fully revealed his nose there.

“Let's just relax, they haven't come home yet. It's still downstairs. Later after Alan sleep we can join get together.” Giving the index finger to his tiny baby's hand, and again baby Alan tightly grasped his index finger.

“Uhhh... its anxiety, similar to you dear.” Dylan chirps saw how anxious the son who was now staring at him while suckling. Even baby Alan's tiny hand was still clutching Dylan's index finger as big as his tiny hand.

Akifa shakes his head, confused. Look like her? The time, he thought.

“Kok looks like me mas? Al's face looks more like you.” Denying Achifa

Dylan laughed angrily “Indeed who said your face looked like Alan? Viewed from any point of view, Alan is handsome while you are beautiful. Babe.”

“His nature is my dear.. You like ‘play your index finger mas, just like Alan who really likes my index finger.”

“Oaalaah. But yes also, index finger mas is good to hold.” Akifa justifies

“Indeed well nothing can beat the index finger mas. Especially for.__” deliberately hangs a greeting to make Akifa wonder and heataran.

“For?” Sure enough, Akifa was very curious.

Dylan smiled and approached his wife's ears. He whispered something that made Akifa's face instantly redden.

“Mas.. ihh basic pervert!” Keep her head away and throw away her red face

Dylan chuckles slowly “But right.” Teasing his wife's chin

Akifa snorted annoyed ‘Iya too anyway, especially if two fingers... ihh what the hell.’ He shook slowly. He could have contracted the husband's bawdry

“Hnm? Don't drift away dear, noh Alan is asleep.” Dylan was once again judging his wife

Akifa woke up, and saw his son. Baby Alan is sleeping. The tiny mouth was already detached from the source of his food. Akifa buttoned his pajamas, then Akifa stood “You are mas if by the way can not be controlled.” Lying baby Alan in the cot.

“Yah ‘kan if the same wife herself is not a problem. Our people no longer have anything to hide.” Sahut Dylan relaxing “Come now you eat too.” Waving his hand to his wife

After giving a kiss of good night to baby Alan, Akifa sat down next to her husband

“Mau mas bribe?”

“No need, I can myself mas.” Start eating food “You didn't come back down mas? I'll be following.”

Dylan shook his head “We went down equally.” Disconnect and Akifa just nodded

“Oh well earlier I noticed, it looks like Ilmy has a problem. Judging from his unusual gigat, mas sure he has a problem.” Dylan began to tell about Ilmy who had suddenly become calm earlier. It is very unlikely that an Ilmy will be calm, and it is also impossible for Ilmy to change calm because he wants to quickly be able to mate ‘kan?

“Problems? Is Ilmy's sister telling me?”

“No, this is just an assumption mas doang. Mas is very sure Ilmy has a problem.” He is very confident as an older brother Ilmy who already knows how his twin sister behaves.

“Kok sure bangat mas?”

“Try to imagine, How could Ilmy had suddenly turned calm..__”

Uhuk..

Akifa choked, quickly Dylan gave water to his wife “Pelan-pelan dear.” Slurping the wife's back. He looks worried.

After returning to normal, Akifa straightened up sitting down then looked at Dylan seriously “Mas not kidding ‘kan? Brother Ilmy where might change kalem.”

“That's what's stuck. I'm sure he has a problem.”

“Iya seems like it is, mas. But roughly what problem makes Kak Ilmy so calm?”

“That's him you want to ask for help with, Fa. Try to find out what Ilmy's problem is. If fellow women are usually open to each other ‘kan?” This is why Dylan opened up about Ilmy.

Actually Dylan wanted to ask directly, only he did not want to make Ilmy uncomfortable. So Dylan asked his wife for help, as fellow women were usually much more comfortable to confide in.

Akifa nodded in understanding “Well, I will try well mas. Hope brother Ilmy wants to tell.” He became worried about his brother-in-law who was usually always cheerful and the bars suddenly turned calm.

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