You and Ezel had been married for 4 years. He loved children immensely, took care of them, and played with enthusiasm. He dreamt of starting his own family.

One day, as you were cleaning the kitchen, you felt someone grab you from behind. It was Ezel, holding you by the waist, squeezing you tightly, and kissing your neck.

You raised an eyebrow, smiling, and curiously said, "Is it just me, or is someone getting very clingy lately?"

He rested his head on yours, closed his eyes, and murmured, "Uh, I don't know what you're talking about," squeezing you a little tighter.

You knew it was his baby fever again, you rolled your eyes and said, "Come on, tell me what's going on for the past few days," smiling

He opened his eyes, looked at his hands still cleaning, then sighed and asked, "You know, there's something missing in our home, something that should come here first before coming to life."

Gently, he placed his hand on your belly stomach and made small hearts with his fingers. He had done this gesture several times before, but this time, he waited, hoping for a response.