Wrong Uterus
Chapter.45

Arman got to the hospital at exactly eight p.m. After passing the long drama because of the exhaustion of plane tickets. Still with a slightly messy shirt and hair, he went into Syifa's wardrobe.

It looks like Syifa is talking to Dad. Seeing the arrival of the husband he immediately smiled, staring at haru without being able to say a word.

The father who understood the situation immediately stood up from his sitting position. "Syifa, I'm out for a minute."

Syifa's forehead puckered sharply, "You want to smoke huh?"

I blinked one eye and walked over to Arman. "Man, I'm out for a second. You definitely need to talk to Syifa."

"Dad could have, thanks for accompanying Syifa here, Dad must be tired. I'll take you home after I finish talking to Syifa for a while."

"Yes just relax. Dad's tired doesn't mean anything compared to the happiness of hearing Syifa's pregnancy." Dad patted Arman on the shoulder for a bit then continued his steps out of the room.

After Dad's departure, Arman approached his wife and hugged her. Several times he kissed his wife's head. "Alhamdulillah, alhamdulilah. We are finally ...." Arman could not continue his speech feeling haru back to say hello.

Syifa gently stroked the husband's back. She was very happy because what she hoped her husband would finally be granted by the creator. "In the near future our happiness will soon be complete, Mas, insyallah."

"Yes, insyallah. Mas promised to be more alert, more attentive to take care of you and our future children."

...ΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩ...

One month later...

The Ferrari car that Arman drove at high speed broke through the bustle of the capital. The speed of the car slowed down when the destination was in sight.

After pulling the car over, Arman exited while opening the sunglasses that covered both of his brown eyes. The face looked so serious when the person he was about to meet was already in sight.

Slowly his hand moved to reach into pocket and immediately took out a hundred thousand dollars. "Bang, the short position is yes, do not use pineapple, lots of mango and not spicy."

"Asiaap boss." Deftly kang rujak it immediately made Arman's order. Under the shady trees some hawker sellers lined up neatly. In the past month, almost every wagon at the site Arman visited because of the request of the wife.

Arman wiped away the sweat that started pouring down his forehead. He looks indifferent when everyone who passes by continues to see him maybe even talk about it.

The handsome face of Turkish blaster plus the appearance of kece and Ferrari car that he brought, makes everyone curious. Who is the man who has been coming to this place for the past month.

"Mas, this is the dish."

"Oh yes thank you, sir."

When the kang rujak was about to return the money Arman refused.

"Just return to my father."

Arman scratched his head that was not itchy. I don't know why he felt strange when he heard the words of the Father. "Hehe, yes sir."

"I pray that the baby is born safe."

"Amin, then excuse me, my wife is waiting." Arman immediately turned away with a pack of ramjak hanging in his hand.

While Kang Rujak continued to look at Arman's departure with an amazed expression. "There is still a husband like that. I doain his wife pregnant every year, let the economy of the street vendors here be helped."

~

Arriving home, Arman approached the wife who was still in the room this morning. Since she became pregnant, Syifa was inexplicably more spoiled than usual, not only that she also spent more time sleeping throughout the day. For prayer sajq he must use an alarm so as not to miss.

In the doorway Arman stood looking at his wife with a smile. "He's sleeping, again." Slowly he continued his steps and immediately sat down on the edge of the bed. "Syifa, let's get up. Bring the spirit."

"Oh Mas is home." Syifa got up and sat down next to her husband. "I fell asleep again. For some reason now, if my head were to hold a pillow, it would go straight to sleep."

Arman understands if it is part of the effect of Syifa pregnancy. He also did not feel surprised and had prepared himself to be born and inner to be a husband on standby. "It's okay. Let's eat her spoon, after this we go to where my uncle, cousin and new husband are coming and she's waiting for us."

"Oh Reva who once sent me a wedding gift, that material-deficient outfit is Mas?" syifa asked as she grabbed a packet of rice in Arman's hand.

"Haha, you remember. It seems like it would be appropriate if you wore it this Friday night," she replied with a seductive look.

"Aiish Mas don't talk like that I'm ashamed. Oh yes, when I fell asleep earlier I had a strange dream," Syifa said.

Arman squinted his eyes while pinching Syifa's increasingly anxious cheeks. "Hmm, if you've had such a dream, surely you want something, let's say let alone this time?"

"When I was a kid, I watched a movie about UFOs played by Indian actor Rithik Roshan. Masyaallah Mas, his eyes, his nose and his facial lines are absolutely perfect."

"Astaghfirullah, so you want to meet Hrithik Roshan?" asked Arman who looked quite dumbfounded.

Syifa immediately shook her head quickly. "No, I'd like to buy the exact same scooter that Hrithik Roshan used in the movie."

jleb.

"Haha, scooter yes," said Arman with an expression that could not be interpreted.

To be continued....

Don't forget to provide support for Author yes reader 🥰💖