The Twin Hearts Port 4
Chapter 120 (END)

The fifth year of Amaris and Damar's marriage. They don't have children yet. All the ways they've done it. Starting from consuming foods high in folic acid, regulating a healthy lifestyle, pregnancy programs, and baby tube programs. However, their efforts have not yielded results.

Specialists have helped as much as they can. But, again, God is the best screenwriter in our lives. Well according to us, not necessarily good according to God. Amaris's in-laws don't want to hurt his daughter-in-law. They just want to strengthen their daughter-in-law. Waiting and waiting. Because the result of patience must be more beautiful and sweet.

Amaris middle of night prayers alone. Damar is on duty. Hands up and praying. "O Allah, I give everything to You. Servant give it back to you. Teach us the sincerity to accept everything"

Amaris repeats the same do'a three times each night. He and Damar returned their way of life to the Almighty. Morning's approaching. Amaris welcomed her husband home.

But, he felt his body carefree and his stomach felt bloated. "Mas"

"Dalem darling"

"Buy food first papa?? My body feels good, my stomach is big. What kind of wind??"

Damar nodded. "Yes, I bought some food first, huh?? What do you want to eat??"

"Nasi pecel only"

"Every Madame Damar. What else?" Amaris smiles. "Thank you dear. That's it"

Damar immediately looked for the food in question. Amaris at home was vomiting because he felt his stomach was very unpleasant. Finished vomiting she made a sweet tea for him.

Damar returns and Amaris smiles to greet him. "You're so pale Deck?"

"Hmmm? No papa kok Mas, maybe catch a cold time yes. Duh, can you help me put eucalyptus oil on my body, won't you?"

Damar nodded. "Do you want breakfast?" Amaris nodded. "You just sit down, let me get ready"

Damar prepared breakfast for his wife. Then sat down beside him and painstakingly fed him. "I'm sorry, I can't serve you"

"Yes no papa, replace Mas who serves you. You used the AC last night kegedean or how the hell yank?? I am sad to see you sick like this" Damar said as he fed Maris.

Maris smiling. "Feelings are normal with the AC temperature. Yes... maybe because of my endurance again drop times yes Mas"

Damar nodded. "Check in the afternoon??" ask Damar. Amaris. "I just want to rest. The most will disappear. Just drink the heat sink Mas"

"Hmmm... You're really hard to check on Yank?"

"I'm lazy to take the medicine Mas.. hehehe"

"Yes already is. Let's just rest. Let Mas finish the house" Maris nodded.

Three days have passed since Maris became ill. But, instead of getting better, now his body hurts all. Like someone who has already traveled far. Damar could not bear to see his wife.

"Yes, I'll check. No need, the clinic near the house kok use diantierin all. You just focus on your cooperation. Ja. Greeting waalaikum" Amaris sighed. She had gone to a clinic near her home before Damar actually forced her to go for a checkup.

He left on a motorcycle. Just five minutes from home. Maris parked his bike. Then go in to sign up. After waiting a while, his name was called.

The doctor asked his complaint. Any drug that has been taken, and the last date of menses. "Astaghfiullah!" said surprised.

He immediately searched the calendar on his phone. Then see where he marked it. It turns out that she has not menstruated for three months. The doctor also offered her a pregnancy test. Amaris hesitated, before finally deciding to take a pee test.

"Congratulations mom! You're pregnant!" The doctor congratulated Maris. Maris closed her gaping mouth in disbelief of the doctor's words.

"This is the test result ma'am. Again, I congratulate you. Please keep your diet, stress pattern, and do not carelessly take the drug yes ma'am"

Amaris crying haru. "Thank you doc!"

"Together" the doctor replied with a smile. Amaris is redeeming the cure. Then he went home with a heart that, ah, could not be described his happiness. She stopped by the pharmacy for a second to buy another pregnancy test. Not one, but two. She wanted to be sure again before telling her husband.

Arriving at home, he stood in front of the glass. Groped stomach. Then smile to yourself. "Are you really in Umma's stomach, son?? Is this true, God??"

Amaris wants to make sure further. He kept it and kept it secret from Damar. Damar came home and asked his wife. "Have you checked the deck?"

"Sorry Mas?"

"What does the doctor say hurts?"

"She's exhausted"

Damar ate while nodding. "Search for helpers, huh?" Maris shakes.

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That morning, at dawn, Maris felt nauseous. He's holding. "Mas, you pray by yourself first. I'm kebelet"

Damar nodded. Amaris headed to the bathroom while tucking in two pregnancy tests in his negligee. He was sick but could not vomit. Then she did another pregnancy test.

He waited anxiously. And hadilnya appear. She cried when she saw two lines appear on the pregnancy test. Soon he wiped away his tears and abluted. After the prayer, as usual, he will prepare Damar clothes.

She placed the results of her pregnancy test next to Damar's uniform. When Damar finished his bath, he still did not notice the thing. When he left the room, he woke up. Take the test results and look at them.

Instantly exited the room and looked for where his wife was. "Yaaaaannnkkkk"

"Dalem Mas" said Amaris who was at the dining table. "This what??"

"Pregnancy test" Maris replied

"Who's Yank?"

Amaris was silent and did not answer. Then smile and kiss Damar's forehead. "Congratulations, you will be an Abah. Thank God, he is already present in my stomach Mas" explained Amaria while shedding tears.

"Ha?? Really??" Amaris nodded. Damar immediately hugged his wife. They both cried happily over the pregnancy. "Barakallah darling..... Hix.... Hope your pregnancy is good until you give birth. May health and happiness be bestowed upon you, dear..... Thank you, thank you my wifeuuu"

"Sama-sama.... Thank you for waiting too. Thank kasiiihhh"

They let go of that hug. Wiping each other's tears. And smile. "We tell Mamah and Papah yuk Yank?"

Damar made a video call to his Mom. Shows the results of the Amaris pregnancy test. They also felt the happiness that Maris and Damar felt. Maris also told her family. Everyone who heard him was happy. Finally, the fruit of their patience appeared. God will send it at the right time, without you asking. God is the best planner we have.

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Four months after the news of Maris' pregnancy.

All gathered for the seven-month Maris event at their home. Damar invited everyone. His days are full of happiness. Always pamper his wife with comfort.

Humai and Archee carry their twins. Shafiq prefers to walk alone. Imam, Aylin, and Kafka also walked behind the Archee family. Adel, Ilyas and Afiqa followed her sisters.

Hilal carried the sleeping Azian in her arms, Azka holding her husband's hand. Maryam is pregnant with her second child, Arfian is walking happily with her father. Zafran, Zoya, Almaira were also present.

The Arjun family also came with their daughters. Congratulations to Maris's seven-monthly event. Not to forget, genk somplak and their small family were also present to enliven the event. The seven-month salute begins. All the people in that show.

They were still gathered and refused to return home from Damar's house. They are relaxed because tomorrow is Sunday. Sigit felt himself sleepy. And quickly he slept on his back with his own hands.

In fact, Zia asked to buy milk boxes in minimarkets across the street. Finally Danang, Ali, and Hamka bought him. "The bushyet! We're the baby, he's the one sleeping! Need to be given to this child" said Hamka already grinning cruelly.

Ali was like Hamka. "I agree too"

"Find out how to do Sisi!" hamka's orders.

Ali thought hard. Then open the plastic groceries krucil earlier. He has a brilliant idea! It's so brilliant Ali's brain about this!

"Bat! Shh! Gun scissors!"

"Make what?" ask Damar while he's talking. "History! There's a fun show! Zia! Aarez, Baim, here!"

The krucil also complied. Damar gave the scissors to Ali. "Let's say Dad, Papah's elephant is gone crying, will you??"

"Would we go get Papah??" ask Zia. Ali nodded. "Oukeys!" zia agreed. Hamka glared to hear Zia's answer who agreed if her Papa was bullied by them.

Ali opened the big sausage. Then cut it into two parts. Put it in the middle of the vi*tal Sigit tool. Hamka wakes Sigit. Bima recorded the moment.

"Si, wake up Si! Zia asked to buy milk box!" Sigit wriggled and as he was about to open his eyes, Ali quickly cut off the end of the sausage. The krucils immediately began their action.

"Huaaaa! Huaaaaa" their cry compact. All were shocked including Sigit who immediately held onto his combat tool. And Sigit only realized that he was being bullied by everything.

"Nijer! Bang*to your Al!" Ali immediately ran away holding the sheath. Sigit chased after him exactly like a child. Everyone laughed at that.

Humai approaching Rachmi. "Pbuh.... Still haven't moved on too from Babang Ilyas?? It was Miii.... Same with Agil and siiih"

Rachmi smiled. "Move on dong! Hihahi. We're approaching. Will it be good, huh??"

"Cieee, apparently! Gas pol first him! Haha"

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Morning at the house of Damar. Everyone wake up in the morning. They are preparing to take family photos. Like their plan five years ago. All of them wear matching colors, namely white. Seems busy happening there. Riweh dressed their son.

The photographer was called home and arranged the room for a picture. After an hour of waiting for the family, everything was finally ready. It's not easy to take kids pictures. Sometimes people don't want to, some people cry. Hail, ribet!

Photographers take photos of them patiently. After 2 hours, the photo was finally finished. "Print 24R five times yes Mas" said Damar.

"Ready boss!"

Papah Duta saw one by one his family. Mamah Laras approached him, along with seeing his son and granddaughter living in harmony and happy. They both looked at each other and smiled. Papah Duta hugged Mamah Laras.

*a happy person is not a great person in everything. However, people who can find something simple in their lives and are always grateful.

Happiness cannot be pursued, it is not money, nor goods, but a condition. Yes, conditions for surrender*.

...-----THE END-----...

Assalamualaikum everythingaaaa 😁😁😁😁

Alhamdulillahi rabbil 'alamin, the fourth author's work is finished..... Yea.... You guys know gaes?? This is the work of the author who pualing long in the process. And, most drain the brain to be able to find ideas in the development of the story.

Three months ago the author wrote this work. Slowly but surely. Hmmmm...... sad huh?? The same! The author is also sad to have to separate from you. Heheheheh

Thank you author to all of you readers of the author's works, ranging from Fiancee Bayaran, Larasati & Pak Regent, Cinta for Mandate, and Port of the heart of the Twins 4. Thank you, khamsahamnida, thank you, xie xie, gumawoooo. Thank you buanyak. Know that anyway? Why did the author ask you to comment?? Because it is from your comment that if the brain of the othor does not find inspiration, it will be created by itself. Hahahah

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Okay... time to go!

The author with all his heart, apologizes if there is a wrong word. Sometimes it's pedes. Sometimes late up, hehehehe. maklumin and sorry yak!

The author and A Squad family resigned. Wassalamualaikum warahmatullahi. See you on December😊😊😊😊

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