The Conqueror of Love the Heir
I'm gonna be Dad

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Mahen walked over to the mother-in-law who was looking at him. "I'll be Dad, Mom," Mahen said in a trembling voice as he hugged the mother-in-law.

"Congratulations, Mahen Boy. Always take care of Nayla and your baby-to-be" said Nayla's mother blissfully in the net of the woman who is no longer young.

Rahadian. He was so shocked by the happy news he had just heard. Her beloved girl, really married to a man who was hugging the happiness of Mother, from her best friend.

Rahardian squeezed his hair in frustration, there was already no hope for him to get a Nayla Suherman. He got up from his seat and left the room without saying goodbye. His heart has been broken.

After sharing the happiness with the Mother-in-law, Mahen took off his embrace on the middle-aged woman. Then he turned towards the right hand that was always faithful to accompany him.

"I'm gonna be a dad" he screeches.

Mahen hugged with Gala. It was clearly visible on the faces of the two handsome men, the happiness that had been awaited. The corners of his lips were both curved, publishing a bright smile.

"Congratulations, Boss. You're gonna be a dad. The results will not betray the effort" said Gala, who was overwritten by Mahen. "Usaha will not betray the results," the two chuckled happily.

Nayla's mother glazed over to see the happiness her daughter-in-law felt. "Dad.. You must be happy there too, seeing our daughter becoming a mother. May her marriage always be sadinah mawadah warahmah. Aamiin," Mother's prayer for the beloved princess.

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The sunlight began to rise. Mahen was still faithfully waiting for his little wife, the slightest bit he was reluctant to leave Nayla, for a moment. Although only to replace his dirty clothes with clean ones. Filling his stomach he told Gala to buy food at a fast food restaurant close to the Hospital.

But until now, the food is still untouched by Mahen. Her heart was very flowery, at this moment. Eventually Nayla was able to conceive, giving herself the offspring that her Mama and Papa had been waiting for all along.

A few moments passed, after cleaning himself up. Mahen came out of the bathroom, then approached his small wife who was still closed.

Mahen rubbed Nayla's face, then lowered his head and kissed his wife's forehead.

Nayla moved her eyelids, feeling a soft hand caressing her smooth cheek.

"Awake? How you feeling, baby?" Mahen sat to the edge of Nayla's bed.

"Hm.. Still a little dizzy" replied Nayla. He felt his eyelids still feel sticky to open.

"Honey, I'm sorry" Mahen said with a face that looked very guilty.

The woman who was still lying weakly on the sickle bed, only smiled at the husband's words, while adjusting the light that entered his eyes.

"Why should I apologize? You didn't make a mistake, my husband," Nayla touched Mahen's cheek making an abstract pattern with her index finger.

"I'm not sensitive to your condition."

Mahen was telling the truth, because he also did not have the experience to know women who were pregnant.

Nayla frowned, hearing Mahen's words. "What's wrong?"

Mahen's sturdy hand went down to Nayla's stomach, which was originally on Nayla's face. Then rub the surface of his wife's stomach is still flat covered with a blanket.

Nayla curled both corners of her lips towards Mahen. "What's wrong with my stomach?" nayla asked as if she did not know she was pregnant.

"You okay, honey?" nayla asked with a smile on her lips.

"Finally our wish is manifested as well, dear," Mahen replied with a beaming face.

"Our desire, you mean?" Nayla put on an incomprehensible face with what her husband said just now. He wants to prank Mahen.

"It seems you really should take a complete break. Can not be tired, can not lack of fluids. Even nutritional intake should be balanced."

"What's the matter exactly? Say it clearly? Did I get a serious illness, so I had to take a full break?" nayla asked with such a sad face.

"No.. Not so, I mean, honey," Mahen was confused himself, seeing Nayla's panic because of her words just now.

"I just want you to take a complete rest because you need to stay healthy, for Mahen junior to grow strong and healthy inside here," Mahen explained to Nayla so gently as she gently rubbed Nayla's stomach.

Nayla rounded her wide eyeballs with gaping lips.

"Mahen junior? Ba-baby?" ask Nayla to make sure. Even though he had seen line two himself in the test pack he was wearing yesterday.

"Yes, honey. You are pregnant, right now. There is our baby in your womb" Mahen again showered his little wife's face with a lot of kisses.

"Alhamdulillah, Yes Alloh. You have given me the prayer of the servant, every night" the round crystal clear, also shed from his eyelids. Can't believe what her husband said about the happy news in her marriage.

The marriage contract in one year, it's held by Nayla. 'Finally I can qualify for that contract before one year.'

Unlike Mahen, who did not think about his marriage contract. She's so happy. Mahen pressed his forehead against Nayla's forehead, then hugged Nayla's frail body full of happiness.

"Honey, hungry," said Nayla.

"Geez, sorry dear, until I forget not to offer breakfast to my beloved wife" Mahen said.

"It's okay. I understand that, but not with the days to come" Nayla pursed her lips.

"Yes.. Yeah, don't pout that way."

"Why is it pouting? Afraid I'm ugly! Then you don't love me anymore!" nayla's lips are getting pursed.

'Gosh, wrong again,' Mahen massaged his temple.

Gala, who was about to enter Nayla's room, abandoned her intentions. He closed the brown door again.

"Start to have to mentally prepare again!" Gala grumbled to herself as she sat her butt in the chair in front of Nayla's room.

"Boss Mahen, married to Miss Giska. I was dizzy. Boss Mahen, remarrying Miss Nayla, I am also a dizzy one. Until the turn of Boss Mahen divorced Miss Giska, I was also dizzy to take care of her divorce. And now, Miss Nayla is pregnant. The giddy seven circumference must be me." Gala massaged her forehead which suddenly throbbed. "It turns out that it's been really hard, so be that personal assistant. It is good to receive salary and bonus. But it's a lot of trouble. Hahaha," Gala chuckled to herself while covering her face with both hands.

Until the moment, two women walked in front of him, throwing eyes at each other. As if asking for the sanity of a Gala Hilton. "He's not crazy?" ask the other nurse who was carrying an impulse bottle.

Directly overwritten with the other nurse, who brought a patient's condition notebook. "Tau ah, the path. Afraid he'll run amok, we'll have to throw seats."

The two female nurses walked rather quickly while giggling, laughing at a Gala Hilton, a handsome man who was dogging for her fate.

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