Sharing Love: Love Me Once Only
Happy Candidate Father

The news of the disappearance of the baby Danar and Anya has reached the ears of the Dirga family. They were sad, but could not do much. They can only pray for the best and hopefully the baby Danar will be found soon.

"Honey, he kicked again!!", said Dirga excitedly, Gita and January chuckling at him.

Estimates of Gita's birth are a week away, and Dirga is of course on leave and is devoting all her work to Ana's husband, Andre. In fact, he could make Andre confused with all his work because Dirga was already on leave a month before Gita is expected to give birth. Ana curses her best friend's husband. Those newlyweds are forced to compactly work together to take care of all the work that their owners leave behind. Luckily, Ana, who has been appointed as Dirga's secretary, compactly completed her work with her husband. And as a bonus, Gita's husband gave a two-story house bonus as well as a honeymoon package, for Ana and Andre a month ago.

"She kicked again!," Dirga was so happy as a child who got a new toy as her hand felt a kick from her baby.

"It hurts, doesn't it?."

Gita nodded slowly, "A little!!"

January smiled slightly, "Papa can't wait to meet him. He'll look like Papa!."

He immediately protested to hear his father say, "Where it may be, he's my son. Yes, it looks like me or her mother!."

"But he's Papa's descendant!!"

"But I made it!!."

The two men of different ages were always arguing just for the little things. But it was an entertainment unto itself for the Gita.

"Later look like you two!!," Gita broke up.

Dirga looked at his wife annoyed, "Yes, can't, baby. He must look like you or me, period!."

Gita laughed, "You see. Papa's nose looks like yours, right? The shape of his face too. Yeah automatically, our son will be just like you and Papa! You're the same Papa right, like a sister if it fits together!!."

He looked at his father, as well as January. They both laughed, "Yes too, there are some parts of my face that look like Papa!."

"Cih, it's a gini turn, I just said. Where have you been!!."

Dirga chuckled, he stood up from his seat then sat down next to January and hugged her. "I love Papa!," in January returned Dirga's embrace. "But still, my son will look more like me!!."

Dirga glared, "So I mean Papa, I'm boring, right?."

January and Gita laughed, Dirga sat down next to his wife. His hand rubbed the big belly again. Sometimes he deliberately rubbed it quickly, and immediately got a kick response from his baby.

"It's so happy, who wants to be a father-to-be!."

Dirga smiled gently, "Of course, who the hell is unhappy will have children. I'm so happy, and I'm so grateful for my beautiful wife. Thank you for carrying my son. I love you!."

Gita was moved to hear that, she was not only lucky but also grateful to have a husband like Dirga. Not only loving and gentle, but sometimes spoiled. But Dirga is also always ready to take care of him, obey all his cravings and always give so extraordinary love.

"I am lucky to have you as my husband. Thank you for accepting me for who I am. Give love as wide as the ocean and love as sincerely as your heart!."

January was also moved to hear how her son and daughter-in-law loved each other. May their love be long and happy until death do them part.

"Awh!."

Gita grimaces because her son kicked so hard. Dirga immediately rubbed his wife's stomach gently, "Honey, do not be hard-killed. Poor mother. If you were born, we would kick a ball together. Later we will also make a team with your brothers!!."

"Ish, yank pain!!", Dirga rubbed her arm that had just gotten a pinch from Gita.

"One is not born yet, you want to do it again. Wait big. Or, you're pregnant!!."

"Betul, only Dirga is pregnant," he said in January

"Heheh, he meant that this one was already big!!."

Gita again grimaced, now the kick from the baby is getting louder.

"Dear, what's wrong with you? Does it hurt so much?."

"It looks like Prince is already about to launch!!."