Perfect Two ✔️(Completed)

CHAPTER 17

PERFECT TWO CHAPTER 17

Gulf and Type are both in the living room in their main house.

A lot of wedding brochures are scattered on the floor as the two of them sprawled on the floor busy looking for a nice wedding theme and motifs.

"How about this, dear?" Gulf showed Type a black sequined suit.

Type shyly shook his head.
"Isn't it a little bit too much, Papa?" He pointed out that sequins.

"Of course. Yes.. I remember you want it simple but elegant, Type, darling, please stop being shy on me. You are already a member of this family. Say everything you don't want and tell me everything you need." Gulf reached for his soon to be son in law's hand.

"Thanks, Papa." Type smiled a bit, then they continued looking for what they needed.

Arisa, Thorn's wife, got down from upstairs, carrying her newly born baby. Maybe just a month old. She smiled when she saw them in the living room.

"Arisa, dear, why didn't you call someone who can help you? What if you fell on the stairs, God forbid that to happen." Gulf got up, and he guided Arisa to sit on a single couch. Then he gets the baby girl on her arms.

"Look at this pretty baby here..." Gulf cooed when he saw the baby fluttered her eyelids, "Hey.. I am your Granny.." Gulf touched his nose on the baby's cheek.

Type witnesses all these gestures. And realization hitted him hard.
His heart aches so bad.
He can't give Gulf that happiness because he is a man,
He can't give Tharn his own child.

Arisa noticed Type's change mood. So she decided to talk to him.  "Type are you okay?"

Type blink numerous times,
"Yes, I am.. I'm good.."Then he smiled at her.

Gulf forgot about the brochures because he got occupied with the baby.

Arisa helped Type to find a suit, and they found a simple yet elegant black suit that fits his taste.

They showed it to Gulf, who was now swaying in the middle of the living room with the baby in his arms.

"PERFECT! Just like my suit on our 25th wedding anniversary. Im sure it will look good on you."

Type agreed, and he separated the said brochure that he had chosen, then he and Arisa fixed and arranged the remaining.

Then his phone rang. He fished it in his pocket, and he saw Tharn calling him.

"Hey, babe."

He saw Gulf handed the baby to Arisa, and he went to the kitchen. He heard him say he would get refreshments.

"How's the preparation kitten?"

"I've already chosen a suit, and it's perfect," he said, and excitement was obvious in his voice.

"Really! Take a picture of it and send it to me on WhatsApp Kitten, I wanna see my suit."

"Engineer! Let's go!" Type shifted on his position when he heard Jillian from the other line.

"A minute, Architect.. Sent it, Kitten, I'll wait.. Where going to the site for the inspection. Tell Papa, Dad and I will come at dinner time."

"Okay, Babe. Are you sure you don't need me there? Call me if you need me.."

"Nope. Everything is fine.. I'll be home later. I love you, Kitten.."

"Take care.. I love you too, Babe.."

I heard a busy tone.
He cut off the call.

Gulf came back with a tray filled with drinks and snacks.

Arisa ate with them, then she went up again to rest, she can't move around that much, for she  undergone Cesarean section when she gave birth.

Gulf settled on the couch, and then he looked at Type intently.

"I know the look of your face Type.. You felt envious on Arisa for having a baby, right?"

Type mouth agape. He looked down.

"Dear.. There's no need to be shy. I was like that before when your Dad Mew asked me if I wanted to have children running around this house, I felt self-pity because how I would do it? I'm a man! For God's sake. But if there's a will.. There's a way.."
Gulf slowly said onto Type.

Type look at his father in law.
" How possible it is for a man to get pregnant, Papa? "

Gulf almost fell on his spot when he heard a certainty on Type's voice.

"What do you mean?"

" I want to be pregnant. I want to experience all that motherly thing. Is it possible?" Type's voice became eager.

"Judging our modern science and technology now, I guess, yes, it is possible.."

Type's eyes glint in happiness.
"Really, Papa? I can get pregnant?"

"Don’t get too excited, dear, please.. I'll contact someone in California and inquire about this. As soon as possible. I AM not an ObGyne, so I dont know this stuff, but I have a wide connection."

Hope filled Type's heart.
"Thanks, Papa.."

"Ah, uh.. Don't thank me yet.." Gulflaughs,  then hegetst the brochures.

"Since we already chose a suit. Let's check out the flowers and decoration. ".

The,  the two continue what they have started.

***

Mew and Tharn are on their way home from the site inspection.
Tharn looked at his Dad, Mew is still handsome as ever, even in his age.

"Dad, I am getting married soon. Any wisdom words for me?" He asked jokingly while he drove.

"Always put your partner above anything. Like your Papa.. But dont let them abuse you. It should be balanced in between. If he is mad, you should keep silent and let him rant, and if he calms down, coax him and then make love to him, Son, believe me. Make-up sex is the best."

" I can't believe that we are talking about sex now, Dad.. Look at you. You've aged!" Tharn teased his father.

Mew smirk at him. "Only buffaloes gets old, son."

"Thanks, Dad.. For letting me choose who I want to marry."

Mew looked at his son.
"I've been there.. Before, my father arranged for me to Art, and it resulted in your Papa being hurt. And I don't want it to happen to the three of you, Thorn chose Arisa because eversince he loves her, you chose Type because you love him, well, Thanya.. She can choose anyone she loves. We will be on full support. "

Tharn raised his fist to Mew.
Mew did the same, and they fist bumped.

"Thanks for being the best father, Dad." Tharn said, his voice cracked on his emotions.

"Hey! Enough of that, don't let your Papa hear that I am the best father, he will be jealous. I don't want to sleep on the couch. In my age. Hell no!" Mew felt horrified. Gulf was like a tiger when he's angry. Then and now, if Mew was wrong, he would end up sleeping on the couch.

Tharn laughs out loud. His parents' treatment on each other didn't change all through the years.

He hopes and pray that Type and him will be the same.

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An:
This is MPREG.
I REPEAT.. MPREG.