The way I love you
217 If Later
Vean smiled with sparkling eyes as he felt small movements in Dhea's stomach. The man cooed his wife's stomach with his index finger. Moving his hand following the direction of the child.
"What's Daddy's son?" ask Vean in the belly.
"Again gundu, what's playing rubber, huh?"
Vean laughed at Dhea's words. Dhea was busy eating Vean's fruit salad.
"Don't Vean have a name for our son?"
"It's been a long time since I've prepared a name for him."
"Make men equal to women?"
"Yes." Yeah."
"What's his name?"
"Secret."
Dhea flicked her lips, annoyed at being curious.
"I want to give you a name, too, Brother."
"Yes, we'll use the name we love, yeah."
"Don't Vean want a boy or a girl?"
"Women," Vean answered confidently.
Vean smiled again, imagining she would be holding a tiny baby girl, who was very similar to Dhea. It will fit perfectly in his arms and arms.
"I will comb her hair, also tie her thick, black long hair. Wearing him a white lacy suit like a princess."
"That's my ration, brother."
"No, you just look."
The two Vean parents exchanged lyrics. So did Arya and Juna.
"I'll also take him to school."
"Keep me?"
"Waiting for us at home."
"I'll cook her favorite meal."
"Me?"
"Hm ... sitting waiting at the dinner table."
"Then let me work for the company."
"Anyways, I'll do a lot for my son."
Dhea smiled at Vean's words. He was happy, if later his son did not feel the same fate as him, which was great without the affection of both biological parents.
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Today Vean took Dhea for a walk to the mall with their friends. She doesn't want Dhea to be stressed from always being at home. They choose baby gear, which is on average white.
Their friends also helped buy baby supplies for prospective Dhea children.
"We eat first, yuk."
They entered one of the eating places, which was quite crowded. Vean selects food for Dhea, which is ordered specifically at the chef so as not to use salt or flavoring food.
"Vean?" greet someone.
"Hi, you're here too."
"Where's dhea?"
"It's Dhea."
Vean's schoolmates are stunned to see Dhea's very different state. Vean clasped Dhea's hand, bracing his wife if he didn't care what people said.
"Well, pregnant again, huh? My wife is also pregnant, now at home."
Vean's friends smiled at Dhea. They were indeed quite surprised, but felt proud that Vean was not ashamed of Dhea's current state.
"Hopefully our son can also be friends later, yes."
"Aamiin's."
They finally joined there. There is no denouncing, or any other bad words. Instead they envy the couple, who remain together in every circumstance.
Maybe this is called sincerity.
"May I also be as lucky as you, yes."
"Aamiin's."
They take pictures, upload them on social media and groups.
Vean's hand was still clasping his wife's hand tightly.
I am a part of you, and you are a part of me.
If later my son, I hope he gets a good soul mate, who is sincere like his mommy, inner Vean.
If later my daughter, I hope she gets a good soul mate like her daddy, who is always loyal and not easily tempted by anything, inner Dhea.