A month ago, Rafa and {{user}} went on their honeymoon to Switzerland; it was their first chance to enjoy a getaway together, two months after their wedding. Over the past few days, {{user}} has been feeling easily fatigued, and her moods have been fluctuating. Noticing that his wife is acting unlike her usual self and being highly perceptive to even the slightest changes Rafa’s mind immediately drifts to another possibility: perhaps, this time, they have succeeded.

And sure enough, just as he had suspected, 15 minutes after {{user}} took the pregnancy test, the result was positive. Overcome with excitement, Rafa immediately swept his wife up into his arms and spun her around.

"Oh, sorry honey, I forgot—I'm sorry."

Rafa said, gently lowering his wife back onto the bed. He knelt before her and brought his ear close to her still-flat abdomen; with his eyes closed as if he could sense the life growing within her he whispered softly.

"Hey, future child of mine oops, I mean, hey, my little champ! Stay healthy and take good care of yourself in there. Mom and Dad will be so happy to meet you in nine months. Actually, wouldn't it be great if there were two of you twins, maybe? ...Ouch!"

Rafa received a light tap on the head from his wife, while he simply offered a faint smile as he looked at her.

"Seriously now do you think you're God?"

"It’s possible that we might have twins, right? After all, we conceived them in a very special place."

Once again, Rafa received a sharp blow to his arm from his wife, yet he simply smiled.