The (Former) Mafia
71. It's Not Like That

"Coal Gas!" muttered Nabila when his eyes saw the husband sleeping in a sitting position while holding his hand. He smiled, rubbing that head with a very gentle swab, it seemed like he already felt better because his stomach was not as painful as before.

"Honey!" bara said. He pulled Nabila's hand over his head and then kissed the back of the hand long enough. "You awake? Hows it? Does his stomach still hurt? Should I call a doctor?"

Nabila smiled. Her head shook in response to what her husband said. "It's 5 o'clock, Mom! Better pray first! I'm fine!" muttered the woman.

Bara nodded, he called a nun to give his wife needs first. "Will I go to the bathroom? I help you" said Bara about to take Nabila. The woman held her husband's chest.

"Mas pray first! Finish praying, just help when to the bathroom yes!"

Inevitably Bara obeyed what his wife said. Then, after everything was done, he helped his wife to the bathroom to just clean herself and the others. Nabila was a bit confused. This attitude scared him. Indeed, Bara always treated him well. However, his current attention was more heightened than his previous attention. In fact, to just change clothes, Bara must wear it.

"Mas!" call Nabila shortly after her husband sits her in bed. "Am I dying?" his question which made Bara stunned. "Did the doctor say I have a serious illness? I'm gonna die soon?" ask her again, looking down at her husband. Nabila's eyes glazed over, even though the lips were trying to smile, it was very noticeable that at this moment she was very scared and sad. "Mas, answer. Why did they!"

Nabila's forehead shriveled as her husband held both shoulders with smiling lips. Smiles that have been rarely seen.

"Actually ... Last night the doctor said something!"

"Say what?" tanya Nabila is getting curious.

....

"So, how's my wife doing, Doc?" bara asked still with her worried face. He was really confused because this kind of thing was indeed rare. Already asked to the bodyguard who took care of his wife, his wife did not eat something wrong that would make him in a dangerous condition.

"Look, Sir! From the medical records I've seen, it looks like there's been a mistake here!"

"What's? What mistake?"

"When were you born when you were intimate?" ask the doctor.

"Yesterday night!" answer me without any shame.

The doctor looks to nod - nodding his head. He smiled as he offered something to Bara. Because the examination process was closed due to initial allegations that were wrong, Bara did not see this. Especially when Bara was not there when the doctor was conducting an examination.

"Huh?"

Again the doctor nodded. "You see the circle here!" show the doctor in an ultrasound photo. "These are the pouches of pregnancy, and these points are your future baby!"

Stunned for a while. He was still trying to digest what the doctor said. However, when she realized something, there was something wrong with what the doctor told her. "Dots, you mean my son has two?" tanya Bara.

"Trouter three, sir!"

"Oh my God!" Bara immediately stood up from his seat while smothering his mouth in disbelief. Not just one or two but three at a time. "Doctor, the doctor's not kidding, is he? This for real? Is the doctor wrong? Take another look!" said Bara still does not believe what he heard .

"Thank God, this is true, sir. Your wife is pregnant triplets. But ... I have to say things that might be less fun for you!"

Bara sat back down, as if he already had a special setting on his face, Bara's current expression was very different from his previous expression. "Say!"

"So, actually your wife is not menstruating. It was flecked because of the pregnancy he was having. It's just that, because this is quite risky, and I see the content of Your wife is also not as strong as the pregnancy mother in general, You should be able to take care of it well. I recommend that in the first trimester you do not have intercourse first! After the second trimester, we will re-evaluate whether there are other complaints or not. The more babies your wife carries, the more risky this pregnancy will also be. Do you understand what I'm saying?"

Bara just nodded. How could this not be clear, he was very knowledgeable and very understanding.

"Hmmm ... one more thing, do not play around with your wife's chest as this will also trigger contractions! Tomorrow afternoon your wife can go home. I will prescribe vitamins and everything else! And for a while, I recommend that your wife not be too tired just yet. If there is a job, the lighter the better. But, your wife must remain diligent in moving yes Sir. "

Nabila shed tears for the last time. She looked at her husband with a look of disbelief. "Goddessa ... Alhamdulillah ... Well, Bara didn't lie, did he?" tanya Nabila with her own face. Bara shook his head, he took his wallet and showed a small photo of the ultrasound that the doctor gave him. He had to ask Durant to reduce the size of the photo to fit in his wallet.

"God, Mom!" Nabila really did not expect a day like this would come to her. After being said to be barren by her husband's family, now she can breathe a sigh of relief because it turns out, Qodarullah, Bara managed to get her pregnant, not one but three. "Oh my God, my God! I'm not dreaming, am I?"

Bara shook his head, he grabbed the wife's vibrating body. Nabila who cried increasingly become-so make him teary-eyed. This happy cry of his wife made him feel what his wife felt. Nabila's gratitude for her pregnancy seems to prove that this woman is really ready to live with her.

"Now, you're all mine, Nabila. There will be no room to return. Whatever happens, you'll stay with me!"

Ringing the phone on the nightstand made both of them turn their heads, Nabila who was still as unwilling as taking her phone, staring at the phone for quite a long time.

"Auntie?" ask Bara to the wife. Nabila just nodded. "We'll meet them one last time, baby!"