Happiness Does Not Have to be Rich
Papa Zaid wins

Arriving at the hospital, Zahra asks her husband about their destination to the hospital. Azzam did not know what to answer so threw the answer to the father.

" Let's go in, we'll meet a handsome doctor" said papa Zaid.

" Pope...!" murmur Azzam.

Zahra pamperedly embraced her mother-in-law's arms regardless of her husband's disheveled face.

" Yang, you're the same!" whining Azzam.

" No, I want to be with Mama. Who knows if there's a handsome doctor in there." said Zahra.

" We'll just go home!"

Azzam wanted to pull his wife's arm back home but was confronted by his father. I don't know why Azzam became so possessive of his wife even though it was only with Kaivan.

" Hurry in! The doctor is waiting inside." said Mama Rahma.

Up in front of the poly obgyn, Zahra seemed to frown. He wondered why they had all come to such a place.

" Ma, why are we here? Mama's pregnant again? Vaaahh... Mas Azzam wants to have another sister." exclaimed Zahra cheerfully.

" Husse... Worry about you, Za! Mama's age was more than half a century, how could she get pregnant again." mama Rahma hit her daughter-in-law's shoulder slowly.

" It can be, Ma. Prophet Ibrahim's wife US only has children at his age who are already dusk," said Azzam.

Kaivan could only hold back his laughter fearing being scolded as well by his mother. He better find it safe by inviting Rama to play.

" Oh, that child is a blessing and a trust. Anyone who is pregnant we are grateful." said papa Zaid.

They entered the room and were already greeted by a young and handsome doctor. Her sweet smile made any woman unable to turn away.

" Assalamu'alaikum." said papa Zaid.

" Wa'alaikumsalam, please Om Zaid. Long time no see." replied the doctor.

" When did you get back from Germany?" ask mama Rahma.

" Just three days ago, Auntie."

" Oh yeah, know Aunt's son and daughter-in-law. This is Azzam and Kaivan, and this is Zahra and his son."

" Second, I'm Daffi. From today on, I officially work at this hospital."

Daffi reached out to meet Azzam and Kaivan. It seems clear that Azzam does not like men who are thought to be younger than him.

" Pa, I don't want Zahra to be examined by a male doctor...!" azzam protests.

" Why...?" replied papa Zaid indifferently.

" We'll just move hospitals!" ketus Azzam's.

" Mas_.." said Zahra.

They are all welcome to sit on the sofa where doctors usually rest. Daffi even entertained them with mineral water which he took from the refrigerator in the corner of the room.

" I'm sorry, Om. Mama is having a sudden operation, maybe fifteen more minutes are just finished" Daffi said.

" It doesn't matter, we don't hunt." said papa Zaid.

" So, aren't you the obgyn?" ask Kaivan.

" No, I'm a cardiac specialist. I'm waiting for my mom here, she's the obstetrician. Don't you see the sign next to the entrance?" said Daffi who made Azzam ashamed.

Kaivan laughed gigglingly at Azzam's expressionless look on his face as he wanted to cover up his embarrassment that had misguided the doctor before him.

" Kai_...!" reprimand Zahra.

" Yes, Kai was silent. Rama, are we jajan yuk? Om lazy here, to the cafeteria just find food."

" Oh, Um...!" sahut Rama is pleased.

Kaivan grabbed the little body of his nephew for him to sit on his shoulders. When viewed from their interactions, many people assume that two men of different ages are a pair of children and a father.

" Which, are you really pregnant?" whiskey Azzam.

" Where do I know, I haven't checked. This is also if it is not Papa who begs to come here, I also do not want." said Zahra indifferently.

" If you ask, will you?" Azzam put on a hopeful face.

" No! You're a man who's never been sensitive to his wife's wishes."

Not long after, the waiting doctor came along with Kaivan who brought a large bag of snacks owned by Rama.

" It's okay, your son is accompanying us in conversation." said Mama Rahma.

" Om, Aunt... Since Mama has come, I'm sorry to come to my room." said Daffi.

" Please, Son. If you have time to stop by the house." said papa Zaid.

" God willing, Om."

After a short talk with his mother, Daffi walked out of the room smiling kindly at Zahra.

" Don't smile at him!" ketus Azzam's.

" Why the hell? It's weird, like a kid." - Zahra.

" You don't make any noise!" reprimand Mama Rahma Slowly.

" All right, let's go check it out now" said Dr. Mala.

" It's really Zahra's got to check, Ma?" Zahra put on a face.

" Let Papa you not be curious, dear. Your husband also hopes to have another child." said Mama Rahma.

Mama Rahma accompanies Zahra to perform USG. Azzam and Kaivan looked alert, while Papa Zaid looked so relaxed while playing his phone with his favorite grandson.

" Look...! The white dot is a fetus that grows in your uterus. He was only six weeks old, he was healthy" Mala's doctor explained.

" I'm really pregnant, Doc?" zahra said in shock.

" Yes, his health is maintained. Keep eating and don't get too tired."

Papa Zaid and his wife looked bright and hugged Zahra tightly. While Azzam, he still does not believe that the wife is pregnant with the seeds of love from him. How he believed, if every Azzam wanted his wife to get pregnant again, Zahra firmly rejected him on the grounds that the son was too small.

Not much different from Azzam, Kaivan seemed confused between sad or happy with the presence of the new nephew. He must be prepared to run the challenge from his father.

" Are you not happy with my pregnancy?" sad words Zahra disperse the daydream of brother's sister.

" Of course I'm happy, baby. I've been waiting for this day for a long time." Azzam hugged his wife tightly.

" Happy sister-in-law, may you always be healthy and give birth to a beautiful little baby" Kaivan said.

" Do you wish you had a niece?"

" Of course, I can ask her out later."

" Fuckin' bad boy...!" Mama Rahma pinched her son's arm.

Mm-hmm!

Papa Zaid gestured for everything to be silent. All eyes are now focused on him as it looks like there will be an important announcement.

" Hooray...! Papa Zaid won...!" zahra shouted suddenly.

Azzam and Kaivan looked at each other with facial expressions that were difficult to decipher. They both knew what his father was going to say.

" You two must have guessed what Papa would say" said Papa Zaid firmly.

" Yes, we understand." said Azzam flatly.

" All right, can we go home now? Papa can't wait to get a gift." papa Zaid always accompanied by the laughter of his wife.

" Mala, we go home first, okay? Greetings to your handsome son. If Zahra hadn't been married, I'd have betrothed them." said Mama Rahma.

" Mama...! Zahra is your son-in-law." pick up Azzam.

" Oh yes, Mama forgot. Kirain you're Mama's daughter-in-law."

" Beware, take good care of your daughter-in-law or my son will take her from Al Farizy's residence." said Mala's doctor.

" You never change."

Mama Rahma and Doctor Mala hug each other before parting ways. They look very familiar, although they rarely meet.

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