Your betrayal Happiness to Me
Season 2's. 27 Happy news

Three months passed, this morning Qiran felt her head was very dizzy. It feels like his view is blurred. He rubbed his forehead slowly.

Bimo who just came out of the bathroom immediately approached him.

" Dear why are you?" Ask Bimo.

" My head hurts a lot." Sahut Qiran's.

" Here is the Incandescent!" Bimo sat on the edge of the bed.

Bimo massaged Qiran's head slowly.

Arrive arrive...

Yuck...

" Dear." Bimo chuckled as Qiran vomited right on his thigh and hit the middle of it.

Yuck...

Any more....

Instead of leaving because of disgust, Bimo actually massaged the nape of Qiran.

" Where? Is it light?" Ask Bimo.

Qiran rubbed her mouth with the shirt Bimo was wearing. Bimo just closed his eyes. He could not have been angry with Qiran just because of this little thing.

" I'm sorry, I made you have to shower again." Qiran.

" It doesn't matter baby, I'll take a shower." Bimo walked into the bathroom.

Fifteen minutes, Bimo came out in neat clothes. He looked at the bed and...

" Good god, baby." Bimo approached Qiran who was lying on the floor unconscious.

He immediately carried Qiran to his car to the hospital. Arriving at Qiran hospital immediately treated by a guard doctor in the ER.

" How's my wife doing Doc?" Ask Bimo.

" Sorry sir, your wife is pregnant."

The doctor's words made Bimo gawk round his eyes.

" A.. What Doc? Getting pregnant? My wife is pregnant?" Pekik Bimo did not believe.

" Yes sir, your wife is about seven weeks pregnant. Later there will be an obstetrician who checks it, soon your wife will be awake." Doctor's talk.

" Thank you Doc." Bimo.

" Same, I'm sorry." The doctor returned to his room.

Bimo sat on the bedside chair, he grabbed Qiran by the hand and kissed her.

" Thank you, thank you for the gift you gave to Mas. I'm so happy, baby, I'm gonna be a dad. I can't wait for his birth." Bimo.

Qiran opened her eyes, she was watching around.

" I'm where's Mas?" Qiran held his head.

" You're in the hospital, baby, you fainted." Bimo.

" What pain am I?" Qiran asked again.

" You're pregnant, baby." Bimo Sahut suddenly made Qiran gawk.

" ha's... Pregnant Mas?" Qiran said in disbelief.

" Dear, there's a child here." Bimo stroked Qiran's flat stomach.

Qiran touched her stomach with a happy feeling.

" We're gonna be parents." Qiran.

" Dear, we will be parents who love our children." Bimo.

" Yes, yes." Sahut Qiran smiled happily.

" Let's go home!" Bring Qiran.

" The doctor asks us to wait for the infusion to run out, later there will also be a gynecologist who checks you dear to make sure that you are really pregnant and the condition of our fetus is healthy." Bimo.

" Okay, Mas." Sahut Qiran's.

In the afternoon Qiran moved into the obgyn section. Doctor Mila immediately did an ultrasound on him.

" Look at Mister, Miss! This black dot is your baby-to-be. He's seven weeks old and he's healthy." Obviously doctor Mila.

" In the first trimester usually pregnant women will experience morning sickness namely nausea and vomiting in the morning, do not worry Miss is not dangerous. Eat nutritious food, drink plenty of water, do not get stress and fatigue." Doctor Mila said.

" Nice Doc." Sahut Qiran's.

Once checked Qiran immediately redeemed the recipe. After that, the two returned home. Bimo carried Qiran up to his room. He did not want Qiran to be exhausted.

Bimo dropped Qiran on the bed.

" Do you want to eat something, baby?" Bimo asked looking at Qiran.

" I want to sleep, my head is dizzy." Sahut Qiran's.

" Well you go to sleep, then at dinner I'll wake you up." Bimo sat on the edge of the bed. He rubbed Qiran's head until Qiran closed his eyes.

At night Qiran went down to the dining table. He grew his smile when he saw his parents there.

" Mom... Papa." Qiran hugged them in turn.

" Happy darling! You're finally going to be a mother, make a lot of grandchildren for Mama." Dera.

" Calm down Ma! If I just make it, I will make it every day. But if the problem is so and not I don't know." Sahut Qiran.

" You are this." Dera pinched slowly on Qiran's right cheek.

" Ma Ae, will labor be painful?" Qiran asked looking at Dera.

Dera looked at Bimo who shook his head.

" No! Who said?" Dera asked back.

" I watch videos of people giving birth and it seems like it hurts... So fear myself Ma." Qiran.

" No dear, everything is a natural process. Well maybe you'll feel the pain but just for a little while, after your child is born the pain will just disappear." Dera.

" Oh, that's Ma." Qiran nodded her head.

" Yes, eat now! Mama's been cooking your favorite food, vegetable capcay." Dera.

" Thank you Ma." Qiran.

Bimo brought food for Qiran. Qiran smiled happily towards him. They eat with service.

After eating they gather in the family room.

" Mommy, are you going to stay here longer?" Ask Qiran.

" Bimo asked us to stay here until you're four months old baby. Bimo wants Mama to accompany you while she works." Dera Sahut.

" I'm really happy that Mama will accompany me, all this time I'm lonely Ma." Qiran.

" I'm sorry baby you're so lonely at home because Mas's staying at work." Bimo.

" It doesn't matter! You also work for me and the future of our children. After our son is born, I won't be lonely anymore." Sahut Qiran's.

" Dear, he's gonna be your friend in this house." Bimo.

Long time talking now Bimo and Qiran entered into his room. When Qiran got on the bed, he wanted something.

" Mad." Oh." Call Qiran.

" Yes, baby, what's wrong?" Bimo gets on the bed.

" I want to eat gulai goat Mas. You buy it." Qiran.

" Gulai goat? You're pregnant young, baby. He said he shouldn't eat processed goat's food." Bimo.

" Yes eat it a little bit Mas, I want to eat it right now." Qiran.

" It's nine o'clock in the evening baby, the shop's definitely closed. We sleep together." Bimo Sahut.

" You are very bad! Say if you don't buy it." Qiran Midget.

" It's not so dear.... Eating her goat gulai waiting for your pregnancy four months yes, I will definitely buy her." Bimo.

" I don't want to sleep, I want to sleep." Qiran covered her entire body with a blanket.

Bimo breathed slowly. He must prepare a stock of patience that is super much to face the attitude of Qiran in the future.

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