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Forced Married Part 53

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POV Sofi

"Good morning to the world, good morning, Mami's child" I told the tiny baby girl I had just born a week ago.

I covered a part of my daughter's stumpy body. Her fingers are so flat, I'd love to bite her.

"Is the sun not too hot?" ask the figure of the sturdy man who had been standing beside me since.

"It's okay, Mom. It's still warm. I'm covering this up too!" I said to Mas Garda.

I'm lucky, since I was pregnant until I gave birth a week ago, Mas Garda was so alert to look after us.

Although there was a lot of drama, because my mother-in-law still doubted the child I bear. Thank God, I am grateful. My baby is so similar to her papa. Especially his eyebrows and chin. Both are like a pinang cut into a saw.

It may be true, people say, if you have a first daughter, it will be similar to his father. My baby looks just like Mas Garda.

Yeah, even though I was annoyed with that woman named Amelia. Even though I never bothered us, I was still heartbroken when he asked for a DNA test. Even now I want to find Amelia. I want to send you a picture of my baby. Why am I upset myself.

Buy again mama, tuh .. yesterday until nginep two nights. I felt sorry for doubting my own grandson. But never mind, the important thing yesterday was that I saw my mom love my baby so much.

Until carried the struggle with Mama Hana, my own mother. Anyway, I'm grateful. I feel the joy that God loves so much. A great husband, a loving family and this beautiful angel.

"Udah huh? Later items!" say my husband again. It doesn't seem willing that I hang my daughter out in front of the balcony for long.

"In a moment, it's five minutes!" my spoken.

"Well, don't be long. It's motion, it's uncomfortable."

My husband is so worried, even though his little daughter's movements mean active and healthy. Gentlemen, it's overprotective. And I just beat it with a smile.

"Yes .. yes ... Come on in, help the jerky!" I said while giving my sweet baby to Mas Garda.

Gently, my husband took over the sweet baby we named Selina. The story is by Selina Arkasa Ragasha. My most beautiful fruit. Papi Garda's son. Selina means a moon. Yes, Selin is present when our hearts are filled with darkness because of prejudice. Selin is like a light in our relationship. No matter who the doubt was, my husband stood in the front guard to defend us.

And look, they're both very similar. No one asked for a DNA test. If anyone mentions the DNA test, my husband will be angry and not stay silent. Anyone can doubt his little daughter. Papi Selin will definitely not be silent. Glad I have a husband like Mas Garda.

Why didn't I want to be forcefully married to this man? Until I run away everything, if I remember that sometimes I'm ashamed of myself. His name is also a soul mate. Even though I ran away many times, it still fell in my husband's arms.

It seemed, I wanted to whisper a lot of words in his ear.

"Thank you husband!"

The Guard looked at me.

"What's wrong?" tanyakanya.

I just shook my head, then leaned my head on his sturdy shoulder like the cement holcem.

***

A few days later

The atmosphere of the house is very crowded, today there is an aqiqah event in our house. Mas Garda invited many of his acquaintances to the house. Maybe he'd like to show off his little girl who's like that angel.

All right, there's some media that Mas Garda invited. I don't know what else my husband wants. Wearing events invite all journalists.

"Are you ready?" ask Mas Garda who went back and forth in and out of Selin's room.

That thing, it makes me nervous. But I wasn't ready. New also wear clothes, but make up is still perfunctory.

"In the meantime, I put on bando first, let's be more sweet" I said.

"Kasian will have a headache" protested Mas Garda.

"Loose!"

"Hmm ...!"

"Well .. is ready!" I said while holding Selin.

"Take a minute, I'll make up first."

Mas Garda directly carried Selin, but the other hand even held my arm.

"What?" ask me while looking up. I was in a hurry, but Mas Garda was just around the corner.

He even kissed his lips while holding Selin.

"Good God, it never changes!" shirihku.

"Well beautiful, what else?"

"But my eye bags are still visible. I make up a little."

Instead of letting go of me, Mas Garda hugged me with one arm.

"Thank you, already staying up for the little guy," he said sincerely. And I just nodded. Because I am enjoying this moment too. Waking up every hour in the middle of the night, a moment I probably only experienced when Selin was a baby. Later, if he grows up, maybe I will protest if I kiss a little.

"Thank you too, Mas Garda has always been with us!" I say thank you from my husband.

"Yes, come out. Everything must be waiting!" I said while pulling my husband out of the room. If not, then we are not finished.

***

Once again I am grateful, the Selin aqiqah event went well. Now there is a photo shoot. Selin who was wearing after a beautiful pink tutu mini skirt, has now been changed.

Either my husband wants to let alone, lapse a few hours after Selin sleep. A room in our house was turned into a photo studio.

"Dear Ma the Guard's son?" said my husband while menowelll his mother.

"Yes, it's funny that Mama's granddaughter. It looks like you were a little girl!" mama said with haru flavor. And in my heart, I kept telling my mother-in-law.

[Tuh, Mama said it wasn't Mas Garda's son. Tuh .. is similar]

I want to say what is in my heart. But, for the sake of peace together, I chose silence. I'm enough to show the world real evidence. To the nyinyir who likes julid the same life.

[See ... My son looks like his father, right?]

***

The next day, in the morning before noon there is someone who takes the package home. My husband is still in the office, and luckily I received the package myself from aunt.

A big bouquet of flowers, very pretty flowers. And this is my favorite flower. I know, though there's no clear name for who the sender is. I know this must be from Juna.

I still remember his handwriting. Jesus, I thought Juna was moving on. Thank you Juna, thank you for your time in the past. I pray you get a better woman than me. That was my hope.

Not want my husband asked strangely, I just gave the flower to the vegetable maker who happened to pass in front of the housing complex.

It could be long if Mas Garda finds out I received flowers from another man. He was warmer, but his jealousy was also growing. Even at the time of delivery yesterday, everything had to be female. Geez, he doesn't want his wife to be seen by another man. Yes, that's my husband. In addition to dead love, he also likes blind jealousy.

Drett .. drett...

"Tuh .. longevity!" I muttered when my husband called.

"Hallo?"

"Who's flower?" ask the Guard firmly.

I smiled wryly, I saw the CCTV camera on the other end, and there and there again. Jeez ... My husband!!!!

I forgot, everything in this house is connected to Mas Garda's cell phone.

"I gave it to the vegetable maker!" I told him not to get bloodied.

"I'll give you something bigger!" reply on the phone.

"Hem."

"Yes, I have a meeting. Be careful at home. Don't accept packages!" the message then hung up.

I could only smile thinly, then go inside the house.

***

"Sophy! Honey!"

I saw it was still three in the afternoon, but my husband was already screaming down there. I saw it from the balcony. How surprised I was, down there I saw a lot of pick up cars with a lot of flower buckets.

"Will she open a flower shop?" my mind while going down to hold Selin.

CLAMPS

I opened the door, and the man hugged us.

"How's it?" asked Mas Garda after taking off his embrace.

"That's a lot!" I said while frowning.

"I bought everything, no one can love flowers with my wife!"

"Gee!" I then hissed annoyed.

"Am I just looking for that guy?"

I glared straight away.

"He was just saying congratulations on the birth of our son. He saw Selin's picture and we're in print."

"really?"

"Hmmm!"

"Good! I just told my men to look for him!"

BUGH ...

I hit my husband's burly arm, and he chuckled while hugging us warmly.

"Smurprise! Love you!" said later.

"Hmmm!"

"What's? Where's hem?"

"I love you too!" I said briefly and looked away from him in shame.

CAMP ...

He kissed bakpo Selin's cheek, then moved to my cheek.

"My angels!" said Mas Garda while hugging us again. He rubbed my head with affection.

Now, I don't think there's any reason I regret this match. Thank you for persevering in getting my heart. Thank you for the struggle that I believe is not easy. Thank you my husband. Although in the future I am sure many tests, as long as we remain hand in hand, no matter how heavy the storm hit us will last forever. The End's

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EXPIRE

Thank you for accompanying the world of racing. Thanks for the support... Thank you thumbs up, comments, gifts and votes. That was a very wonderful support. Welcome to the new novel Sept ....

Greetings of love ... Greetings lope from baby Selin. Luv u!!!!