PREGNANT MY SISTER'S CHILD
CHAPTER 27 - MEET GRANDPA AND GRANDMA

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Hearing the news that his grandson had been born, of course, the two middle-aged people who were in Singapore immediately booked a ticket to return to Indonesia.

Although until this moment they still did not accept Jelita as their daughter-in-law. Be honest from the bottom of their heart if they really crave their first grandchild.

Currently they ask drivers to slightly speed up the speed of their car vehicles towards home. I can't wait to meet his grandson.

"Pa, is it really a Bara boy ?"

Doddy looked at his wife and nodded his head. "Yes Ma, the time at USG is only six months, said the male doctor."

Fara threw her face out the car window. "If it turns out how do women ?"

"We can use it, Papa heard also Sinta next month will give birth to a boy. From the small we just match, so that our company more advanced," answered Doddy, he held his wife's hand, his thumb rubbed the back of Fara's hand. He knew that his wife was not calm at the moment.

Fara let out a long sigh, Doddy's speech was right as well. Want Jelita boy or girl will definitely benefit his family.

"May her son look like Bara, Pa! Mama's gonna hate it baby if she looks like Jelita. I don't want Mama to carry him" said Fara.

Unable to say, Doddy just smiled as he nodded his head. Honestly, he does not care about the baby's face will be similar to who. The important thing is that he gets a successor.

Silence, there was no sound of their conversation anymore. Until his luxury car entered the yard of his three-story house.

Not wanting to linger, Doddy and Fara joined each other to enter the house and go straight to his son's room.

Chequek...

Fragrance of egg oil and baby powder directly invokes their sense of smell.

The two middle-aged men saw Jelita infused in bed, and Bara who was learning to carry her child accompanied by a woman in her 30s dressed as a nurse.

"Papa, Mama ?" call Bara who is surprised by the arrival of his parents.

The two Bara parents smiled and walked towards Bara. "Why are you at home ? Why not in the hospital ? It could harm your baby, Bar!" ask Fara in a row to her son.

"And you in Singapore, just left this morning, now you have returned to Indo. Is anything important ?" instead of answering Bara actually gave a question back to both parents.

"Ck! This kid's a habit, answer your questions first!" jolt Doddy.

Bara rolled his eyes lazy, his parents were always willing to win by themselves. Do not know if Bara was very surprised by their arrival. "Jelita didn't want to go to the hospital, so she gave birth at home."

"The woman is really troublesome! Good thing my grandson survived!" annoyed Fara looked at Jelita sharply, while the one in the face turned his gaze towards the window of the room. "Look at her, already acting like the host after giving birth to my granddaughter! There was no welcome when my father and I came to this room. It's so insolent!" sans annoyance.

Jelita was silent, completely indifferent to the ravings of her in-laws. It's up to you to say disrespectful, but Jelita obviously hates everything!

"If you want to be angry please come out! My son is sleeping!" Bara tried to stop her mother's nagging. I know, well know even, if both parents still don't approve of the relationship.

"Look at Pa! because of that teaser Bara got brave against Mama!" his sister's with Doddy.

Doddy nibbled his temple, "already Ma, just let the orphanage boy. We came quickly to Indonesia from Singapore to meet our grandchildren. You really don't want to carry him ?"

Fara let out a long sigh, trying to reduce her emotions. "What gender is Bar ?"

"Male," answered Bara lazily, his gaze staring at the child in his arms with a faint smile.

Fara's eyes sparkled at Bara's words, she turned towards her husband, and they smiled widely. "Give it to Mama, let Mama carry Mama's grandchildren!"

Carefully and with the help of the baby sister, Bara diverts her child to her mother's cradle.

"God looks a lot like Bara, Pa!!" said Fara happy half dead. His smile was even wide. His smile was no less wide as he carried Bara for the first time.

Hearing the words of his wife, Doddy we look at his granddaughter who was in Fara's arms and then smile. "Truly duplicate Bata," proud.

"What's the name Bar ?" ask Doddy.

Bara smiled, "Gala Hussein Adinata."

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The clock has shown at 1 am, the couple fell asleep soundly. Jelita who had just given birth a few hours ago, and Bara who took care of her child all day, even though there is a baby sitter she is unlikely to leave her child.

Therefore, their sleep feels very good. Ignore the sound of baby cries that are getting louder and louder.

"Oek.uk..."

"Oek.uk..."

They were still sound asleep, it was proof that they were extremely exhausted.

While next to their room, a baby who was in the arms of a nurse continued to cry.

"Astagfirullah, den Gala let's drink this milk," said Mira, a baby sitter Gala who has since thrust a pacifier containing formula.

But Gala still continued to cry, because upset dot was continuously thrust on his mouth, Gala jerked her hand about the milk bottle until it fell and went under the bed.

"Oh Allah, let the bottle go" he said sadly.

Gala keeps crying making Mira confused, she puts Gala on the baby box.

"Oek.uk..."

"Dear yes, in check first. Gala didn't want to drink milk, which means her diaper was full. Try to see Mira yes," his permission while opening the Gala diaper.

He patted the baby's back trying to calm his cries. But alas, Gala's cry was getting louder.

"Why are you, son ? Milk does not want, pee too, the body is also not hot. What do you want ?" tanyakanya.

"Oek.uk..."

Mira let out a long sigh, looking at the clock that was on the wall of the Gala room. At half-time in the morning, there was no way Mira had to wake the ladies and gentlemen.

With all her courage Mira knocked on the door that was right next to Gala's room. "Master Bara, mistress Jelita." call her.

There are no sautans.

Of course Mira will not stop, she continues to bang and shout the name of her master, along with the sound of Gala's crying.

While in the room, Bara woke up hearing his name in teriaki and immediately rounded his eyes and jumped up from sleep when his son's cry sounded so painful.

Bare-chested and using only the boxer Bara immediately opened the door of his room.

Chequek...

"Why ?" tanya coldly looked at Mira sharply.

With courage, though still a little afraid, Bara takes over his son who is carried by Mira.

"Oek.uk..."

"A-anu sir, Den Gala does not want to drink milk, fussing constantly from earlier," he said while sitting his head scared, not daring to look at his employer's face.

Bara grieved at the unreasonable words of her son's baby sitter. "The name of the baby must be cranky too! You idiot! If you can't take care of a child don't cooperate with me !"

Brakk...

Not waiting for Mira's answer, Bara slammed the door of her room right in front of Mira.

He looked at his son still crying, he was confused what to do. "Why you, baby ? Want to drink Mama's milk ?" bargained for.

With Bara's initiative to put her child on her bed, she was sure that Jelita would wake up to the sound of their child's crying so loud.

And sure enough, Jelita blinked her eyes a few times, she woke up to the sound of Gala's crying very tight.

"Please keep him away from me!" pinta Jelita in a limp voice looked at Bara with her eyes.

"He's thirsty, give him ASI!" tara Bara's.

Jelita shook her head, "no! he's not my son! I don't want to suckle him!"

"He needs you Jelita! He doesn't want to drink formula milk! Pity him!" pinta Bara.

Jelita was silent, she carefully turned her body the other way, even though the pain of the stitches was tormenting her immensely.

"Oek.uk..."

Gala continued to cry, Jelita closed her eyes trying to sleep and ignored Gala, her hands closing her ears, hoping not to hear Gala's cries again.

Bara clenched his hands furiously with Jelita's childish behavior. With a firm step Bara walked towards the edge of the bed, he pulled Jelita and turned the body to face her.

Plakkc....

Loud slap on Jelita's right cheek, rather than feeling pain, Jelita only felt a burning hatred.

"GIVE MY SON A FUCKING LADY!!"

Plakkc...

Now Jelita's cheeks flushed red, a sense of heat spread on the woman's body.

Seeing Jelita's inertia, Bara smiled and immediately tore off Jelita's nightgown and opened her breastplate. He positioned Jelita to face his son, and Bara painstakingly helped Gala to get her mother's chest.

And HAP!

Gala sucked mercilessly, Jelita grimaced with the extreme pain. It's a hundred times more painful than Bara's slap.

"Sa–sak.." great-grandchild.

"Ck!" Bara looked at Jelita with dislike. "Don't be more, just love water ASI doang what is difficult ? your people just sit on the bed, don't tell me sick! It's real fun, right ?" ejek Bara smiled obliquely.

Jelita unconsciously shed her tears, not because of Bara's message, just pu"""t*gnya felt blistered because of his son's rough tongue.

"It hurts a lot" he said.

"Review when it gets loose! I slapped ten times!" threaten Bara's.

The man lay down next to Gala, then closed his eyes. He was sleepy and tired of taking care of Gala since. Leaving Jelita who was crying because of the pain in her chest.

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