CH 31: You Idiot Son Of Mine!

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*4 MONTHS LATER*

Gulf was in a meeting with the board members. They were discussing the annual progress and budget. Mew had resigned from his post as he wanted to give all his attention to his health and give all his time to their kids once they were born. He was already in his ninth month and his date was due in two weeks. Fon started to stay home to take care of Mew personally. Mew's cravings were only now getting worse.

He wanted to eat food combinations he had never desired before. Mew would eat red chilies, something he hated, with chocolate sauce. He would eat fruits with tomato ketchup. Sushi with peanut butter. You name the weird combination and the pregnant Mew would be drooling over it. Not only this but the timings he wanted all this was the craziest. Mew would wake in the middle of the night and want KFC-style chicken from McDonald's. He would crave chocolate ice-cream with fish sauce while Gulf was making love to him. And Gulf could never refuse his pregnant Doughnut.

Mew, thankfully, did not have crazy mood swings. All he would ever feel was hungry, sleepy, happy, or horny. And Gulf could bear with this much as he had seen Mew on his periods and his angry side. He found this pregnant side of him rather more lovely and easier to handle than the one on periods somehow. Gulf loved to see Mew walking around like a penguin. Gulf loved to kiss Mew's bump, that was the first thing he did when he was home. Gulf loved to talk to his peanuts. They decided to not find out the gender as they wanted to keep it a surprise till they were born.

Fon was rooting for all girls as she felt that the family was in dire need of more females, herself being the only one. March wanted to have all grandsons as then he could teach them how to flirt and capture hearts. Mew and Gulf were just waiting for them to be born. They were fine with the babies being whatever until they were healthy.

Gulf was trying to keep concentrated on the presentation when he heard Fon squeak. He frowned and looked at the clumsy girl beside him. "Bos- ss, P'Mew, he- he is-" Wan was trying to speak but couldn't. Gulf got worried upon hearing Mew's name. He slammed his fists on the table, "What happened to him?!" Everyone looked at him, shocked. "He's in labor! Chairwoman texted me from P' Mew's phone that they're already on their way to the hospital," Wan showed Gulf her phone's screen. Gulf was startled, he did not know what to feel. He was happy, anxious, excited, and many more undefined emotions.

Gulf could not decide if he should just leave or should he wait for the meeting to end, it was almost over anyway. Gulf wanted to rush to Mew as fast as he could. But he did not want to anger Mew. Mew would be angry if he found out that Gulf left a meeting hanging just to rush to him. Even during his pregnancy, Mew always urged Gulf to go to work. He did not want Gulf to miss work and pile loads of it because he was busy taking care of him. Gulf was stuck in his standing position, contemplating if to leave or wait.

"Go, son. A father should not miss out on his child's first cry," Mr. Thanit urged him with a smile. He had been friends with Gulf's family for a long time and was like a second father to Gulf. March stood up too, "Let's go, Gulf. Your mother would kill us if we don't reach there soon." Gulf smiled at his father and Uncle Thanit before turning to Wan. He told her, "Shift this meeting to some other day. Meeting adjourned."

Gulf ran out of the building and to his car. March followed suit and they left for the hospital hurriedly. The whole ride long, Gulf could not believe that they were finally having their babies today. That he could hold his babies in his arms and talk to them directly instead of talking to Mew's belly. That he could get to kiss all the three directly and not through a huge belly being a barrier between them.

He was beyond happy. His excitement couldn't be measured.

***HOSPITAL***

As the hospital came in sight, Gulf's happiness was starting to get invaded with panic and anxiety. Gulf and March ran inside the building. Lila, a house helper, was waiting for them near the entrance. They followed her.

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