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Yasmin couldn’t hold back her emotions as tears of joy streamed down her face. She hugged Fahira tightly, congratulating her on the wonderful news. Ariel, who had been anxious this whole time, couldn’t help but let out a relieved sigh and smiled happily at his sister.

“Thanks to god, thank you!” Yasmin uttered her gratitude repeatedly while still hugging Fahira. Darian also shared in the happiness, feeling a mixture of excitement and responsibility for the little life that was growing inside his wife’s womb.

Fahira was overwhelmed by the love and support from her family. Her heart felt full of joy and gratitude as she embraced her mother tightly.

“Mom, I am pregnant,” Fahira said softly, her voice choked with emotions.

“Yes, my dear, you are going to be a mother. I am going to be a grandmother,” Yasmin said, her voice filled with pride and happiness.

Ariel couldn’t contain his happiness and excitement either. He hugged Fahira and Darian, congratulating them on the wonderful news. The atmosphere in the room was filled with love, joy, and the promise of a new life.

Meanwhile, Gavin, who was still dealing with his own emotions and heartache, tried his best to push away the feelings that were threatening to overwhelm him. He knew he had to accept the reality that Fahira had moved on and found happiness with someone else. But it wasn’t easy for him, as the pain of letting her go still lingered in his heart.

Over the next few days, Yasmin and Ariel were busy planning and preparing for the upcoming wedding between Fahira and Darian. They were determined to make it a memorable and joyous occasion, celebrating not just the union of the couple but also the new life that was coming into their family.

Fahira and Darian were filled with gratitude and excitement as they prepared for this new chapter in their lives. They knew that parenthood would bring challenges and responsibilities, but they were ready to face it together, hand in hand.

As the wedding day approached, Gavin struggled with his feelings and emotions. He had made peace with the fact that Fahira was no longer available, but seeing her so happy with Darian brought a bittersweet ache to his heart.

On the day of the wedding, Gavin decided to attend to show his support and respect for Fahira’s happiness. He watched from a distance as Fahira walked down the aisle, looking radiant in her wedding dress, and Darian’s eyes filled with love and adoration as he saw his bride.

Throughout the ceremony, Gavin had a mixture of emotions, but he tried to focus on the happiness and joy surrounding the couple. He knew it was time to let go completely and allow Fahira to move on with her life.

After the wedding, Fahira and Darian embarked on their journey as a married couple, with the anticipation of becoming parents adding to their excitement.

Life went on, and Fahira and Darian embraced their roles as husband and wife, eagerly awaiting the arrival of their little one. They continued to be surrounded by the love and support of their family, creating a warm and nurturing environment for their growing family.

As for Gavin, he focused on his work and hobbies, slowly healing the wounds in his heart. He knew that love would come to him again in the future, and he remained hopeful for his own happiness.

Time passed, and Fahira’s pregnancy progressed smoothly. With every ultrasound appointment, she and Darian were filled with awe and wonder as they saw their baby grow and develop.

Eventually, the day came when Fahira gave birth to a healthy baby girl. They named her Ayesha, which means “alive” or “she who lives.” Ayesha brought immeasurable joy and love to their lives, and the family embraced her with open arms.

As for Gavin, he continued to be a friend to Fahira and her family, cherishing the bond they had as friends. Although the road was not easy, he was content in knowing that Fahira was happy with her family, and he had learned to cherish the memories they shared.

Life moved forward, and each of them found their own paths in love, happiness, and fulfillment. Fate had led them to different destinations, but the connection they shared as friends remained strong, a testament to the power of love and the journey of life.

Curiosity got the better of Ariel, and he approached Yasmin to examine the thin sheet of paper she was holding. Ariel couldn’t comprehend why Yasmin looked so stunned.

“What is this, Sis? And what does the colon mean?” Ariel questioned, peering at the paper. Hearing Ariel mention the colon, Yasmin quickly snatched the paper from Ariel’s hand and inspected it again. This time, her expression was even more hysterical, and she burst into tears, embracing Fahira tightly.

“Thank you, my dear! You’ve given Mama two grandchildren at once!” Yasmin exclaimed emotionally.

“Two? Does that mean Mbak Fahira is expecting twins?” Ariel exclaimed, equally surprised. Yasmin let go of her embrace, her tear-streaked face beaming with happiness.

“Yes, Mom, Ariel. Fahira is pregnant with twins!”

“Thanks to god,” Yasmin and Ariel expressed their gratitude simultaneously.

From that night on, everyone became more protective, with Yasmin even forbidding Fahira from cooking or going to the boutique. Even in the bedroom, Darian never let Fahira go to the bathroom alone.

After a few days of staying at home without any significant activities, Fahira began feeling bored. While lazily browsing TV channels with the remote, Fahira sat on the living room sofa. Frustration painted her lips as she couldn’t find anything interesting to watch. Eventually, she decided to play with her gadget. Opening the YouTube app, she searched for her favorite Turkish telenovela. However, accidentally, she clicked on a mukbang channel instead. The show featured a woman from South Korea consuming an enormous amount of food in a single sitting. Watching her open her mouth wide and munching on various foods simultaneously made Fahira feel queasy. Surprisingly, instead of craving or wanting the food, her stomach churned with discomfort and nausea. She hastily got up from the sofa and rushed to the nearest bathroom in the corner of the kitchen.

As one of the household staff asked about her well-being, Fahira raised one hand, her mouth tightly sealed, holding back the turmoil in her stomach that was about to explode.

“Miss Fahira! What’s wrong?” Aminah called out, panicking as she had been in the kitchen earlier and witnessed Fahira’s rush to the bathroom.

Fahira could only manage a weak response, “I’ll be fine, Aminah. Just feeling a bit sick.”

Despite her concern, Aminah gave Fahira some space, sensing that she might need some privacy. However, the uneasiness persisted, and Fahira couldn’t help but wonder about the strange reaction she had to the mukbang video. She decided to keep it to herself for now, not wanting to worry anyone.

Aminah knocked on the bathroom door repeatedly while calling out Fahira’s name upon hearing Fahira’s vomiting sounds. Shortly after, the door opened, revealing a pale and weak-looking Fahira. Aminah quickly assisted Fahira to sit on a chair and made her a cup of warm tea.

“Can you help me to the bedroom, Aminah?” Fahira asked after finishing her warm tea. The nausea in her stomach was starting to subside, but now she felt dizzy.

“Sure, Miss,” Aminah replied politely and called her coworker, Bi Romlah, to continue her tasks.

“Do I need to call the Master or Madam?” Aminah offered while guiding Fahira up the stairs.

“No, I’ll be fine after a short rest,” Fahira replied softly. Once in the bedroom, Fahira immediately lay down, feeling suddenly weak, and closed her eyes.

At three in the afternoon, Darian returned home from work, feeling slightly puzzled as he didn’t receive the usual warm welcome from his beloved wife.

“Aminah, where’s Fahira?” Darian asked one of the house staff he met before going upstairs.

“Oh, Mrs. Fahira was in her room earlier, she was vomiting and now she’s resting in her room,” replied Romlah politely.

“Thank you, Aminah” Darian hurriedly walked towards the bedroom, feeling worried.

Klek… Darian turned the doorknob and slowly opened the door. Inside, he found Fahira seemingly asleep with her back towards him. He approached the bed silently, trying not to make any noise to avoid disturbing his wife’s rest. Seeing her peaceful face, a smile appeared on his lips. He then decided to sit on the sofa after changing into casual clothing.

While waiting for Fahira to wake up, Darian decided to play with his gadget and surf the internet. It had been a while since he last checked his social media accounts.

“Perhaps you were not meant for me, but my presence here is to be your secret worshipper.”

Deg… A recent Instagram story from Gavin posted an hour ago ignited a surge of anger in Darian’s heart. Though he knew his cousin was willing to back off for him, Darian still felt jealous whenever they crossed paths. As a man, Darian understood the longing in Gavin’s eyes for his wife. Gavin still harbored feelings for Fahira, even though his wedding with a woman named Farah was just around the corner.

Darian revisited Gavin’s Instagram page out of curiosity. Besides the heartbreak poems, there were no other posts. He sighed deeply, realizing that another man loved his wife as deeply as he did.

Suddenly, he heard Fahira groaning, shifting her position to lie on her back. Her beautiful eyes blinked several times, and her right hand reached up to massage her head.

“Feeling dizzy?” Darian whispered as he sat by her side.

“When did you come home?” Fahira tried to sit up, holding back the pain in her head.

“About an hour ago. You should rest,” Darian gently held Fahira’s head and placed it on his lap.

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“It’s okay, love. Still feeling nauseous?” Fahira shook her head while looking up at his brown eyes.

“Dizzy?” She nodded. “Take a rest for a while.” Darian’s hand gently caressed her head.

“I haven’t taken a shower yet, and I haven’t prayed Asr,” Fahira replied, snuggling closer to Darian, hugging his abdomen affectionately.

“Me neither. Want to shower together?” Darian offered seriously, this time genuinely suggesting a proper shower. Fahira hesitated for a moment, pondering something.

“A real shower, right?” Fahira asked, noticing the lack of mischievous grin on her husband’s face, unlike usual.

“Yes, love. A real shower. Besides, I don’t think I should ask for any ‘special attention’ given your condition. The doctor said I shouldn’t visit our baby too often during the first trimester,” Darian explained with a teasing smile, recalling his usual mischievous behavior whenever he was with his beautiful wife. Although he had always seized the opportunity to be intimate with her, this time he was determined to restrain himself for the sake of Fahira’s health and their two unborn babies.

“Seems like you have a big baby now!” Darian chuckled while helping Fahira put on her clothes. Not to mention the state of their junior, which was mischievously protesting under the towel wrapped around his waist.

“That’s you, not me. I can dress myself, you know,” Fahira replied, her cheeks flushing as Darian hooked her bra. Especially when Darian deliberately touched her back.

“Junior is getting excited!” Darian whispered with a grimace, feeling some discomfort below.

“Stop it, dear. I can dress myself,” Fahira playfully teased, then turned around to face her husband. As she noticed him trying to hold back his desires, Fahira gave him a brief kiss on the lips and quickly got dressed.

“I’ll wait for you downstairs,” Fahira said with a laugh, leaving Darian still trying to control the discomfort. Fahira chose to pray in Ariel’s room before going downstairs, wanting to discuss an important matter with her younger brother. After much consideration, Fahira finally accepted Darian’s proposal to have a proper conversation with Ariel about the closeness between the 18-year-old teenager and Rania, Darian’s cousin who was also Fahira’s cousin-in-law.

“Hold on!” Darian murmured to himself before re-entering the bathroom.