Marrying the Father of My Foster Son
Two Red Lines for Ghani

Countless more times Queensha went back and forth, walking to and fro around her room. He bit his fingernails to get rid of the nervousness inside. How not, he was just patient that he had not experienced a menstrual cycle for two months. That means, before marrying Ghani, was the last day he had a monthly guest.

"Well, what if I'm actually pregnant? Is Mas Ghani going to be happy with my second pregnancy?" Mumbled softly while gripping the end of the shirt that Queensha was wearing.

"Stupid! Why do I think so. Mas Ghani is of course happy, not all this time he was very much waiting for the presence of our second child." Can't take it anymore, Queensha finally landed her crazy ass on the edge of the bed.

"I have to make sure before I tell Mas Ghani about my pregnancy. Do not let after I tell it turns out that the delay came my month is not because of the middle of two bodies, but because of the disruption of the menstrual cycle."

Without wasting a long time, Queensha grabbed the phone she put on the nightstand and sent a message to her husband. [Mas, I'm clearance to the mini market below, buy something. Not long enough for ten to fifteen minutes.]

After the message was sent, Queensha got up and walked closer to the walk in closet. He put the cardigan in the closet and the wallet from the wardrobe drawer.

"Bik Anah, I'm going to the mini market for a bit. If in ten to fifteen minutes I don't come home while Rora's gone first, please help her change clothes and ask for lunch. I want to buy something important downstairs," Queensha told her housekeeper.

Bik Anah nodded obediently. "Good, Mom. Be careful on the road."

Meanwhile, Ghani is waiting in dismay. He was as nervous as Queensha, especially until more than twenty minutes passed, the message he sent was not reciprocated by his beloved wife.

"Why he didn't reply to my chat, anyway. Is he busy until I can't reply to my WA?" Ghani tapped on the table with his hands.

As his phone rang, Ghani immediately read a short message Queensha sent. Every sentence on the phone screen so striking the eye makes it more pounding. Just by reading the message without ever knowing what object the wife was going to buy, she was able to guess what object Queensha was going to buy.

"Oh my God .. Is my wife really pregnant?" Ghani's hands were trembling. This time he suffered a tremor. In the past, when the first practice of sewing wounds on the pantom even the practice of performing surgery, he did not experience nervousness and tremors. Why is it different now. Just imagining Queensha pregnant already made the man nervous to death.

"Dam. I'd better go home now for whatever mastiin Queensha's really pregnant or not. I can't focus on just sitting here waiting for information from my dog."

Ghani stepped out of the room, leaving the screen dead and reports of Leon's work and other medical personnel. He was completely unfocused while his mind wandered everywhere.

"Where are you going, Ghan? It's not time to go home yet, you know. At one hour we have a meeting in the hall, discussing the plan of the national seminar held by our hospital." Leon's forehead shriveled deeply as he passed Ghani in the hospital lobby. He had just been from the canteen, filling his stomach after performing a small surgery on a female patient who had a lump on his chest.

"This afternoon is back tomorrow morning. I have important business outside. Lo help until my apology to all the committee for discussing the meeting suddenly. If they're at a protest, fire!" ghani said as he passed from before Leon.

"Basic crazy! It's as if I were talking. Who do I think I am, can just say that in front of all the committee. She's, um, yummy, who got this hospital while I was? There I can be scolded by everyone for acting arbitrarily." Leon no longer cares about Ghani who is getting away from the view. There are still other matters that are far more important than following his crazy friend.

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Back to Queensha, the woman walked straight to the bathroom shortly after feeling a very urgent urge to urinate. He glanced at the blue package lying on the bed. After getting what she was looking for, the woman gulped a lot of water to do an examination to determine whether she was actually pregnant or not.

"Bismillah, may the results not disappoint." Queensha observed the indicator discoloration on the slab in her hand.

Queensha was suffocated as the faint line slowly grew brighter. A loud rumble hit his chest and the next second he was no longer able to stand up. He sat weakly on the closet while arranging haru on a ten-centimeter plate in his hand.

"Yes Lord .. i-this .... Oh, my God, am I really pregnant?" queensha said in disbelief. He again looked at the test pack until without feeling the circle of crystals sliding between the cheeks. A sense of haru enveloped the woman. Right at her 2nd wedding month, she was given the most beautiful gift by the Almighty God.

"Mas Ghani would love to know that I'm pregnant with her son again. Aah, it's appropriate that during these two months my mood changes, sometimes happy and sad at the same time. Apparently there's a fruit of my love for Mas Ghani in here." Gently rubbing her stomach that slightly looks distended. I used to think because she had not exercised for a long time caused her stomach to distend, but it turned out that it was all caused by her second pregnancy.

This good news cannot be kept alone. As a result, Queensha walks out of the bathroom feeling blue. He stood in front of the mirror, watching his body shape begin to stand out in some parts of the body. The chest, abdomen and cheeks clearly show there is a change there, but why is he not aware of all that?

Look back when you hear the sound of someone opening the door. Soon after, Ghani appears, standing in the doorway.

When two pairs of eyes collide, there are eyes full of love radiated from both. Both smiled broadly as if an inner bond was established between the two of them.

Slowly, Ghani approached and hugged Queensha from behind. This time he did not tighten his embrace because he was worried about hurting their future child.

"So, are you really pregnant, honey?" ask Ghani to make sure. Actually without asking, he could see the tears of happiness painted on his wife's face. However, he wanted to hear directly from his beloved wife. Wouldn't it be happier if his own wife delivered this happy news directly to him?

Queensha touched Ghani's hand gently on her stomach while the other hand rubbed her husband's jaw, which began to overgrow fine hairs. "Yes, Mas. I just remember the last time I had my period before we scheduled our honeymoon and when you touched me, that day I ovulated. It could be that when we reconnect after six years have passed, your seeds have flourished in my womb, Mas."

Ghani breathed a sigh of relief. Finally his attempt to impregnate Queensha succeeded. He has also granted Aurora's wish, giving the baby sister for her beloved daughter.

"I'm so happy, Sha, to be given God's trust to be the father of the baby you bear. In the past, I wasn't by your side when you were pregnant with Rora. However, for your second pregnancy, I'll make sure to always be by your side, helping you get through the grueling pregnancy." This is all Ghani has done to make amends for the mistakes he has made in the past. This time he will be a husband and father on standby for his future children.

"They must be happy to know that her father is so considerate and responsible."

Ghani pulled the tip of his chin from Queensha's shoulders without releasing the link of their hand on the woman's stomach. Squeezing deeply, trying hard to digest the sentence spoken on the lips of his beloved wife. "They? What ... are you carrying twins, dear?"

Queensha chuckled softly. "That's just my feeling, anyway, Mas. You were born twins, Zahira's son was born twins. We're going to have twins too, aren't we?"

Ghani. "Ehm, you're right. My late grandmother was born twins, but died as a child. Then come down to me, sons of Zahira, and may descend upon us. To be sure, how about we do an examination to the obstetrician? I have a great obstetrician's reference at the hospital."

Queensha twisted her body and cupped her husband's face. He looked at the handsome man who had given him one beautiful round-eyed princess. "I'll just go with what you say. If I think it's good then do it, Mom, I won't turn it down."

Ghani also cupped Queensha's face, sticking the woman's forehead on her forehead. Eyes closed enjoying the heat sourced from Queensha's nose. Thank God that he was given the opportunity to correct all his past mistakes.

"Thank you for letting my seed grow in your womb, baby. You are indeed the best woman God has sent me. Oh, uh, Queensha Azura Gunawan." Ghani kisses his wife's forehead with an enormous outpouring of love.

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