Sultan's son belongs to the CEO
249. Four Kids is Better

Hi gais. A little annoying yes. Because the names of Safira and Fajri's children are the same as the next story, so I will replace it, rather than causing problems, because it is still in the same story theme.

Fajri's son's name I changed to, Narendra and Nayla. Hopefully nothing is the same. I'm just scared, if there's a fanatic fan reading my work. 😅

Sorry for the inconvenience 🤗🤗

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Safira was in the hospital for three days. Today they will return to the Dirgantara residence with happy and joyful feelings.

The media has waited a lot outside the hospital to get a little information about the baby twins that make one Indonesia and even the world.

Fajri and the others agreed to hide the faces of the twin dede, for the safety of her children like Ivanna.

The reporters were already scrambling when they saw Fajri walking while holding Safira. The twins were carried by Fajira and Hersy.

The security team was standing guard at the exit door and also with a Limousin car that could carry them all.

"In a moment, the twins are also artists! or sister can get a lot of endorsan," said Ivanna chuckled after the car walked away from the hospital area.

"Can't! brother should rest a lot, let's recover quickly!" fajri said firmly.

"Let's do it again, bang!" said Fajira giggled amusedly.

"Ah, yes Buna. It must be more rame if brother and brother have many children!" ivanna also shone.

"Hus! spread this first, just make it again!" fajri said he laughed too.

"Ihh," said Safira pinching Fajri's waist.

"Aw aw aw, sick, baby!" said Fajri chuckled while rubbing his waist.

Safira could only swipe back at Fajri who was still chuckling. They laugh because they feel so happy, with the presence of baby twins that complement the big house.

After this, there was no more silence and silence there, only the loud cries of Narendra and Nayla filled all corners of the house.

Soon the luxury car stopped in the Dirgantara home page followed by several media crews, who were so hunting news about the sultan's children.

"Bang, we better give them a little information, pity them!" said Ivanna who noticed the main gate through the cctv.

"Make a story on the deck! now you rest!" said Fajri smilingly stroking Ivanna's hair.

"Later on, Dede wants to play with the twins first!" ivanna said sparkling with pleasure.

"Ah, don't bother, deck! they just slept!" said Fajri sok ferocious but he laughed after seeing Ivanna snorting bitterly.

They are in the living room, because all the residents of the house want to see how Narendra and Nayla look, including the ART.

"You're lucky to see the kids! So let no one leak it. If I get caught, just look at what I'm going to do!" said Fajira smiling.

"good. It!" say they're in unison.

Everyone was amazed to see those two adorable little babies.

"Gee, little Master is very similar to Mr. Fajri as a child!" say they are amazed.

They compared the childhood photos of Fajri who was there with the little Narendra who was still asleep in Fajira's lap.

"Yes, little Miss is also very similar to, Mistress Safira!"

"Well, surely they will also be very smart and can defeat, Mr. Fajri!"

"It has to be, Ma'am! Children should be better than their parents!" said Fajri smiling as he stroked Safira's head.

"Certainly, sir! will little Mister and Miss break the record for highest IQ? isn't Mr Fajri the second-highest IQ in the world?" they said they were getting amazed.

"Yes, as long as the kids are healthy, that's the happiest thing for all of us!" said Mother of the home smiling.

After that Fajri immediately took Sapphira to the room and rested. The children and others are still in the living room.

Fajri looked at Safira fixedly with teary eyes. This has been Fajri's behavior since her children were born. Sapphira's soft hands, again rubbed Fajri's eyes wet because of the taste of her scent. He just smiled waiting for a word of thanks that he had listened to more than a thousand times during these three days.

"Thank you, baby. You want to conceive and give birth to our children. Hope they can be a great and useful child for the crowd!" said Fajri choked.

"Aamiin, don't thank me, ma'am! I don't think you're my husband! Narendra and Nayla are our children, it is my duty to conceive and give birth to them. It's both our responsibility to raise them. Guide me to be a mother and wife you can be proud of!" said Safira smiling and stroking the jaw firmly Fajri.

"You've made me proud, honey! You're a great and powerful woman I met, we both learned ya!" Fajri said that he kissed Safira's hand gently.

"Yes, Mom!"

"Four kids are better!" fajri smiled faintly.

"Hus! I just gave birth, you've been talking about another child! 5 Years minimum, for me to get pregnant again!" safira mendelik.

"Ah long? 4 Years, baby! we need a lot of descendants. If not, who's going to enjoy it all this time?" fajri lamented his head against Sapphira's shoulder.

"How much will you love later, baby! at least 5 years to get pregnant again!" saffira stroked Fajri's head gently.

"Yes!" fajri pasrah.

Maybe because he was too tired, Fajri fell asleep while overstressing Safira's body. The young mother simply fell silent while smiling and stroking Fajri's head. He understood if this handsome husband, must be tired and lack of rest, because Fajri was indeed a standby father for his children.

"Honey, move first yeah, you're heavy!" whispers of Sapphira in Fajri's ear.

"Darling?" call Safira back.

"Engh. Did I fall asleep?" ask Fajri who is awake.

"Yes, take a break, yeah! Want me to hug?" saffira stretched out her hand.

Fajri smiled, he entered into Sapphira's arms and fell asleep immediately because he felt how warm the warm embrace of his wife.

Sleep, baby!. You've become a husband and father on standby for me and our children. I love you with all my soul and body!. Inner Sapphira.

He smiled and followed Fajri who had already fallen asleep.

While, below, the oma-omas were still busy talking about the future of their grandchildren. Moreover, Nayla, they prepared so many things that the little girl would do later.

"Nayla, you have to be a doctor. Let the hospital there is a nerusin, Ivanna has inherited the company, Mas Irfan. Narendra will definitely inherit the company, Fajri!" fajira.

"No, Ji! Nayla has to be a businessman so she can handle the bigger T-group!" said Hersy.

"Oh, don't fight!" lerai Mom.

"Let the children decide what their future will be like. We can only direct and support their choices later on!" said Mother mediate.

"True mother, baby! Let the kids choose their future!" said Irfan stroking Fajira's head gently.

"Well, but we have to direct the children not to take the wrong step!" said Hersy smiling.

"Father, we both educate and raise them!" said Fajira smiling.

Ivanna, the girl saw Nayla sleeping in her arms. His face was endlessly smiling looking at the little baby.

I can't wait to dress them up, to make them look even cooler. Did I have a photo shoot for Narendra and Nayla? I need to talk about this with brother and sister first!. Inner Ivanna sparkling.

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TO BE CONTINUE