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This night includes Lemon/Lime scenes. If you can't stand it, you can stop at this point, ***, which I add.
Otherwise, I wish all other readers a lot of fun ^^
The characters all belong to Shinobu Ohtaka.
I've only converted some changes.

Well, I don't want to stop you for long and wish you a lot of fun on my eighteenth night ^^

I can still remember very well how Sheba and I had spent the months leading up to the birth of Aladdin.
It was a beautiful and exhausting time, but I didn't mind, as I was determined to give my family, especially my beloved son, a wonderful childhood and life.
Since we knew that our beloved child was healthy so far, I continued to work on our home and was already in the process of designing the nursery for our son.
Sheba always wanted to help but was dragged outside by my mother and her friends.
She was already in her third month and was already coming slowly in her fourth month.
We got the gender of our child as confirmation from the doctor that it would be a boy, which we tried to keep secret at first.
However, Tess stole the notebook and was disappointed that he got a little brother instead of a little sister, which the others noticed and laughed again.
"But you're going to love him just as much, even if he's a boy, aren't you, Tess?" Sheba asked him.
First staring to the side, offended, he then saw the ultrasound diagram and then grinned.
"What will he be called?" he asked us.
Staring at us, I crouched down and asked him if he could keep a little secret.
When he nodded joyfully, I whispered in his ear that our son's name would be Aladdin and that he would be a very special person.
"He is the future divine ruler of this world, as well as the whole universe. However, Aunt Sheba and I don't want to give him this burden, which is why we live in this house as a normal family," I whispered in his ear, so that he stared into the distance and then grinned at me and whispered the following in my ear, which had really scared me.
"It's better that way. He has had to experience a lot so that a normal life can heal him again."
Then he smiled and ran to his mother.
Sheba, who crouched down to me as I didn't get up, saw my shocked look and wondered what Tess had whispered to me.
Staring at her, I smiled and replied that I believe this boy has little memories of the time that we don't know.
Understanding me a little, I took her in my arms and gave her a kiss.

In the evening, Sheba and I lay in our new bedroom, which got my old room furniture.
The kitchen, as well as the living and dining area was already halfway finished, as well as the main bathroom on the first floor.
I stopped any work I had started elsewhere and set up Aladdin's room so that he could immediately sleep in a nice room.
Except for the furniture, the walls were finished.
The next day, Sheba and I wanted to buy some furniture for the living room and children's room.
However, she was lying next to me and eating some sweets.
"Hey Sheba, you will get fat if you eat that much." I said as I continued to search for more ingredients for the drug.
In addition to setting up our accommodation, I forgot to find some ingredients so that later Aladdin could take the said drug.
So, I went to the Sacred Palace to somehow find clues or at least to find the pills that one Alayna took.
Although she was no longer there, which felt strange when I walked across the corridor and walked in the library, it felt like she was still there, which she kind of was.
At least I felt their human Rukh touching me from time to time.
"It's alright- I have to eat for Aladdin in my belly as well-" she said, so I just stared at her and said that if she keeps eating that, she even makes he too fat to come out of her, whereupon she got angry and threw pillows at me.
"Well, wait, you idiot!" she screamed and pushed me out of our bed when I started laughing at her.
Offended again on her side, she showed me her naked beautiful back, because I looked like a wild animal.
"You don't know what happens to a cheetah when it first attacks a wild animal and then shows its back, do you?" I asked and crawled very slowly back onto the bed, but focused on my prey in front of me, which again started eating the sweets.
"I'm not listening to an insensitive man!" she said, startled when I pounced on her and began to nibble slowly on her ear.

***This is where the Lemon/Lime begins***

My hands moved over her supple belly, which had increased slightly in volume, and Abdomen, stayed there for a while, gently stroking over it, while I moved my other further higher to her breasts and squeezed lightly.
A soft moan served the purpose I wanted to accomplish as I began to pull and tease her nipple slightly.
"Are you sure you'd rather not listen to me?" I asked her in a whisper, nibbling at her ear again, and then only getting a soft, passionate kiss as she turned to face me.
"You're an idiot. And because you're an idiot, you're going to be punished for what you said earlier," she said with a grin, hugging me, then kissing me and slowly moving her hand to my erogenous zone until she reached her goal and started massaging it lightly.
I groaned in surprise, hugged her even tighter, and began to irritate her erogenous zones.
However, she pushed herself away from me, gave me a few more kisses before she went to my thigh and began to put my member in her mouth, so that I moaned deeply and scratched the back of her head.
I felt that she was also taking her hand back to the work of stroking my shaft up and down as she easily began to bite and suck me.
My mind was disappearing more and more and before I knew it, I was pushing her head into my lap and wanting her to take more in her mouth before I shot my essence into her mouth.
Breathing heavily, I watched with half-open eyes as she sat up, spit out my a little and swallow a part before licking her mouth.
This drove me crazy, so I pounced on her again, which slightly confused her and grinned when I said that it was my turn to spoil her.
I immediately went to her breasts, which were slightly hard, which I noticed as I pulled and bit lightly on her swollen nipples.
A strange milky taste then came into my mouth, so I rose a little startled and looked at the place where I had pulled something before.
I saw a milky substance coming out of her nipple easily and then looked at Sheba.
"Are you already producing milk?" I asked her, opening her eyes again and looking at me.
"Um... I don't think so?"
"And then why does milk come out of your breast?" I asked her, so that she stared at me confused and then looked at her breast herself.
"I'm actually already producing milk. But normally nothing should come yet ..." she said and looked at me angrily when I jokingly said that she had eaten too much.
"Are you telling me I've gotten fat?!" she asked me.
"So, you've already gained a little weight -"
"You even admit it?!"
"Huh? I just answered your question honestly. You've just gained weight!" I said, pointing to her belly, where our child was.
"You idiot!" she screamed and punched me a little.
"Wretched idiot!"
Huh?
What's going on suddenly?
Why is she so madding at me suddenly?
I had only answered her question.
"Ahhh! I understand. Your hormones are spinning around a bit right now," I said, leaning forward again and kissing her belly, where my child was.
"I love you," I said to him in a whisper, while I was still being gently slapped by my wife.
"Don't listen to him! He doesn't love you at all! He said we're fat!" she yelled, so I sat up and said it was just joking.
"I don't believe you!"
I slapped my hand on my face and said silently that I could now understand a little bit why my old self had done this back then.
When I felt Sheba sit up, I looked at her and almost died if I could really kill someone.
"Swear to God that you'd rather be somewhere else entirely! Because if you dare to abandon me and the child once again, I will. YOU. BEFORE. KILL!"
"Oh God! Please save me, even if I don't believe in you!" I prayed and was then re-soaked by her on my back, then kissing me, which confused me slightly.
First, she was angry, then horny, then sad, then extremely angry and now suddenly horny again.
A sign that she was pregnant and had extreme mood swings.
However, I let myself be seduced and kissed her back tenderly.
I kissed her neck, gave her hickeys as soon as she gave me some, before I slid one hand lightly over her thighs, teased her lips and then pressed my hand to her buttocks, which I then pressed lightly.
Sheba lightly rubbed her crotch over my abdomen, which turned me on, before rubbing against my member.
She started kissing my lips again and biting slightly, which made me even more insane.
I just couldn't explain how such a beautiful, sweet and sometimes shy girl could be so dirty and horny when it came to something like that.
But I didn't really want to think about it much anymore, because I had gotten used to enjoying the fun with her.
"(Damn!)" I cursed when I felt her wetness flowing over my erection and I had to pull myself together not to hurt her.
Especially not now that she was pregnant and carrying our child.
Even though we had sex many times during pregnancy, I was still worried that I might harm Aladdin.
But she said that he was protected, and I didn't have to worry about it.
However, I couldn't stand it any longer, dug my nails into the flesh of her waist, and demanded that they sit in my lap.
"Sheba," I moaned, so she obeyed, took my member in her hands and straightened it at her entrance.
Feeling her heat, I pushed her into my lap and thrust gently into it.
I wanted more, firmer.
But my fear outweighed my mind, so I didn't.
Until Sheba leaned forward slightly and whispered in my ear that I wouldn't hurt him before she kissed me again.
Understanding, I closed my eyes and thrust deeper into her, finding her X point and then teasing him.
"Solomon!" she moaned, jumping up slightly with each thrust, so that her slightly swollen breasts also moved, pressing her hands against my abdomen.
Repeating this a few times, we turned so that she was lying on her back, and I could now push into her even stronger and faster.
"Solomon! Ah!" she screamed moaning, bent slightly, which didn't quite work out because her baby bump was a bit in the way, and looked at me with lustful eyes, so I leaned over and kissed her lips.
As I did so, I felt my mind say goodbye, so I rested on one of her thighs on my shoulder and spread the other further so I could bring her to her climax.
Meanwhile, she stroked her breasts, telling me to squeeze them, which I did, but with her other hand she held her thigh, which was resting on my shoulder.
I felt myself heading for climax, thrust deeper into her and felt a tremor in her, which was her emerging climax.
"(Damn! That's damn good!)" I escaped and squeezed my sapphire blue eyes, thrusting into her faster, hearing a soft meow from my wife, and then screaming with pleasure as I came inside her.
A few times I thrust into her, leaving all my essence inside her, which was already squeezing out a bit, and brought Sheba to her climax.
Breathing heavily, I first lay on top of her, but then lay on my side when I realized that I was lying on top of her with my full weight.

***This is where the Lemon/Lime ends***

After we had calmed down again, she cuddled up to me when I had turned on my back and drew little hearts on my chest while I gently stroked her hair and back.
"Were you serious?" she asked me.
"What do you mean?"
"That you could understand your old self why he did that. Were you serious? Am I so bad that you'd rather die than stay with me... And with him?" she asked me sadly.
I opened my eyes when I felt tears on my chest and squeezed her a little away from me to look her in the face.
"No way! I love you and Aladdin! I'd rather die if I didn't have you two anymore!" I said, wiping a few tears from her cheek.
"Are you serious about me being fat?"
"Sheba ... You have a cute baby belly," I said with a smile and stroked her little belly.
"But there's no way you got fat. Besides, the fact that you're so hungry is just a sign that our baby is doing well and is insanely hungry. He takes your Magoi from you, which weakens you and makes him hungry. I'd rather you eat so much and have enough Magoi when he is born," I said and gave her a kiss.
Smiling at me now, she cuddled up to me again, so that I pulled our duvet, which fell from the bed, over us and slowly fell asleep with her in my arms.
"Sleep well, my angel and my sunshine."

So, more months passed, so Shiba was in the fifth month, and you could now recognize Aladdin well.
"He's wide-awake right now. You can hear it in the heartbeat," said Doctor Herne when we went to the preliminary examination.
Sheba wasn't too afraid of it anymore and was happy to see our beloved child.
In the evening, when I lay down with her again, I always saw her reading a book, which she read aloud or listening to her favorite music, placing her cell phone on her now spherical belly.
It looked cute, so I couldn't help but let herself infect me and talked to Aladdin when Sheba was sleeping.
But also, when she was awake.
"Hah! He moved!" Sheba said, so the doctor nodded with a smile and moved the ultrasound rod over her abdomen.
"There's his little hand. From the looks of it, he seems to have made himself comfortable so he can hear your heart, Miss," the doctor said, took a picture and then took the rod off her abdomen, gave me some papers so I could wipe the cream off her stomach and then helped her up.
"Have you seen? He had moved!" my wife said happily and beamed at me enchantingly, so that I could only nod with a smile.
"I see you don't have a picture of him in his fifth month. Then I'll just go quickly to express one," she said with a smile and walked out of the room for a moment.
Meanwhile, we looked at the picture again.
"He's done well," I said, and then stroked her belly.
"Yes. I'm just so happy he's okay," she said, leaning against me, putting her hands on my hand.
Observing what the doctor wrote down, she gave us the booklet back and advised us to make an appointment for a birth preparation, as it often took months until a place was available.
Nodding, we said goodbye and led back to our house.
But before that we got an ice cream, because Shiba got hungry or Sheba and Aladdin.
Sitting down at a table, as it was a wonderful weather, not too hot and not too cold, I drank an iced coffee while she ate a mug with six scoops of chocolate, banana and stracciatella.
"But don't get me an ice shock. That wouldn't be good for you and Aladdin," I said as we waited for our order.
"Don't worry about us. It's healthy," she said, and I just swallowed my comment, I didn't want her to be angry about me.
So, I just smiled, grabbed my bag and fished out some papers.
"What's that?"
"Ugo had kindly picked out a few countries with the best scientist he knew and wrote down their numbers for me. For just these tablets that we will give Aladdin later," I said and dug my cell phone out of my pocket.
"But isn't Ugo also a great scientist?" she asked me, where I nodded and said that he had decided in the other direction of science, but we need medical science because it was medicines.
She clapped her hands in understanding as her ice cream and iced coffee arrived.
I had to giggle.
At that moment, she reminded me of Alayna, who was happy when I came to visit her with watermelons.
Her divine self-had copied the characteristics of Sheba, which is why I could well imagine Aladdin's behavior.
Childlike, friendly, honest, loyal to his friends and a little bit of shyness, which his mother also had.
Does he also have something from me?
I thought, took a beat of my iced coffee and typed the first number that was at the top.
A scientific institution in Sindria, our neighboring country, with which we were friends.
This country was a trading country, which sent us their self-construction, when there is a wholesale market in Toran, they were always there and even have their own shop here, which good goods own.
However, the mayor of Sindria was somewhat ... Peculiar, if I must be honest.
Even my parents didn't really understand what he was doing.
However, he was a very familiar person who loved his wife and his only son and even protected them when their villa was broken into, which is why I liked him quite a bit, even if I didn't understand him from time to time.
"Hello. Am I talking to this ... Oh! Of course, I can wait," I said and came into a waiting area where the typical waiting music was playing.
Rolling my eyes, I looked over at Sheba, who was giggling.
"Do you have to wait?"
"That's not funny, Sheba! I'm sure I'll wait 30 minutes for my turn!" I said and then heard a voice asking me who I was.
"Solomon Hikari. Um, yes. Uh, ..."
Listening to what the person on the other end told me, I then said that I only had one question, whether they would create drugs that could bring the Magoi into balance.
I heard this guy ask if they made something like that, which made me feel like he was new to this company, to which he told me No. We don't make that said.
With a friendly thank you, I hung up the phone and picked out the next number, which was from the country a little further away Parthevia.
So, the calls went before I put my cell phone aside and sighed and drank my iced coffee.
Sheba, who got another portion in time, looked at me pityingly and said that I would already find someone to make this drug.
"Excuse me? I just overheard your conversation and wanted to know what medicine you were looking for?" asked me a strange man who was completely encased so that only his lips could be seen.
Staring at him strangely at first, I took the note with the numbers, my cell phone and Shiba and was about to go with her, because I had felt a strange feeling with this guy.
"I'm sorry, but we don't do drugs." I said and opened the door from Sheba's side, asked her to get in immediately, and then left on the other side where this guy was standing.
"If you can't find anyone, then contact me. I can get this medicine for your divine child," said this guy, so that I flinched when he said divine child and turned to him to ask how he knew this.
But when I turned to him, he was gone, and there was a card where he stood, so I picked it up and read it.
"O.C.? What the hell is that supposed to mean?" I asked myself, putting this card in my pocket when Sheba asked me if everything was okay.
Staring at her, I nodded with a smile and then got into the car.

Two months went by after this weird guy gave me this card and I was trying to figure out what those abbreviations meant.
However, I just couldn't find out, so I decided to go to the Sacred Palace where Alayna lived.
I tapped my divine staff against the walls in the corridor where the hidden library was, and stopped in front of the wall, where there was a slight metal noise.
"Open sesame," I said, making those hand signals that Alayna had shown me as a child, and stepping back a little when dust came in front of me.
It was still so strange to go in here and not see anyone sitting at this table where Alayna sat before and told us about the world and adventures of her life at that time.
Looking at him with a smile, I suddenly felt a strong pressure that literally pushed me to the ground.
"What the h...?" I cursed and then looked up with difficulty when I heard a sinister laugh.
In front of me, there was a pitch-black shadow, where only two golden eyes flashed.
"I have to thank you, little Solomon!"
"Who are you?" I asked the shadow so that he laughed.
"Hahaha! You really don't know who I am?! Oh, that's right! Solomon I know was just a sand puppet he had created! After all, you are the born-again Solomon of ... what was the name of the world I destroyed?"
Looking at him in shock, I was startled when he said the following.
"You are Solomon, whom I have manipulated to kill God in order to become God myself and leave your wife with 'him' in her womb!" he grinned darkly and then cried out when two white Rukh appeared.
With light magic, the two drove away the shadow and then flew to me.
"King Solomon! Are you okay?" one of the Rukh asked me, who partly has the same voice as Ala.
"Did the monster cause you any damage?" The other Rukh, whose voice resembled Alayna, asked me.
When I looked up again, I cringed a little when I saw Ala and Alayna standing in front of me.
With a confused head, I tried to ask why the executioner there two important gods were standing in front of me, and one of them was supposed to grow up in Sheba.
But my voice didn't quite work, so the two of them stared at each other before the Rukh, who resembled Ala, walked up to me a bit and held out his hand to me.
"Quiet! I am not God! I am only his faithful servant! By the way, Ru is my name!" he introduced himself in a friendly way, so I accepted his hand and was pulled to his feet.
"And my name is Fu! I am also a faithful servant of Master!" introduced the other Rukh, who resembled Alayna.
"Ru and Fu ...? Alayna once mentioned you and you picked her up!" I said and was then confirmed with a nod, with Ru crossing his arms and looking around.
"Now say, king! Did you suffer any damage?" asked me again Fu and examined me from head to toe.
"If so, then I'll heal you with my healing magic!" She said, raising her hands to heal me before Ru stopped her.
"Fu! Enough! The king is doing well! When he gave me his hand, I was able to examine his Rukh and see that they didn't get any damage from him!"
Her hands lowered, she exhaled in relief and flew up to him.
Looking at the two of them, I pulled myself together again and asked what they do and why they look like this in the first place.
Flying down to me, Fu said that she and Ru were images of their Master.
"Likeness?" I asked her, nodding with a smile.
"Yes! Otherwise, Master would always be invisible when he traveled to the human world! So, we helped him to create a figure so that he would not be invisible to you humans! We were his test subjects, so to speak!" she giggled.
Slowly understanding, I looked at Ru, who flew to us.
"Okay, he's not here... But we still can't be careless, Fu." he said, looking at me when I asked him who he meant.
"The shadow that attacked you earlier, king!" he said, and then pulled Fu away from me when he sensed something.
"Ru what ..."
"What do you have in your pocket?!" the Rukh asked me in a stern tone, summoning his heat magic.
Raising my hands, I rummaged in my right pocket and pulled out the map I wanted to examine more closely.
However, when the Rukh ordered me to throw them on the ground, which I did without contradiction, he burned them with his magic.
"What the ...? What about the card?" I asked him after the fire was extinguished.
"There was a sensor and a portal in there, so this shadow can enter anywhere, even if there is a protective barrier around it." he said, explaining that this shadow had used me to get into the Sacred Palace.
"Excuse me?"
Not believing, I listened to Ru explain to me that this shadow has been trying for decades to destroy the god and everything he loved.
"By your stupidity, he almost did more damage to Master than he already has!" the Rukh insulted me.
Staring at the ground in offense, I gritted my teeth and looked at them staring at me with full determination.
"Don't worry! I will never again trust anyone and pick up something that brightens my curiosity! From now on, I'll be more careful!" I said, so they stared at each other and then wished me good luck before they disappeared again.
When I was about to leave, I looked back again and complained inwardly that I hadn't asked them why they called me the devil king.
Shrugging my shoulders, I then went back to Sheba.

A few weeks later, I went to a childbirth class with Sheba, where we were taught different positions, such as what contractions there are, where the woman who led this gave us such a ... uh... Ding in their hands, as well as the partners who were there and changed it every now and then.
I had no idea that there were different contractions and that it felt so bad, but I was just holding it in my hand!
What stumbling stones could occur at birth.
What position was most comfortable when the baby comes.
"However, keep in mind that each woman prefers a different lying position. So, test yourself as you please, if your contractions aren't so bad yet," the woman said.
Then she pulled a bathtub, a stool, such an exercise ball, a wall with a rope, a chair with a wheel, which looked as if it could float in, and attached a rope to the delivery bed, where she then said that there were also different ways of birth that are more comfortable for the woman and the baby than the classic lying position in bed.
"In my opinion, the lying and/or squatting position in the bathtub is the most relaxed, because of the warm water," she said, showing a few positions that she tested when she was born.
"Everyone knows that when you bathe, your muscles relax, and you can just sit back. Now when the woman goes into labor, it is the internal muscles that push the child out of the body. These are the severe pains that we women get. In the pleasant warm water, however, these muscles relax, and the woman then has less pain. However, they are still there," she said and got out of the tub again.
"However, if you want to use this method, keep in mind that the water is not too cold or too hot. Otherwise, this could harm the child."
I looked over at Sheba, who had one hand on her stomach and held my hand with the other.
She listened carefully to this woman and watched her, what she was doing and what positions would be best before giving birth.
However, I saw that in the back of her mind she was choosing a method in which she wanted to give birth to Aladdin in about 3 months.
The woman then went to the exercise ball and explained that this method usually only worked with the partner, who must hold the woman so that she does not fall off the ball during labor.
She showed the group how a woman should sit on it and how her partner held her best.
Then she showed the other objects, explained in detail how this could be imagined and then said that we should try it out ourselves to find out which of these types would be best for the woman.
Sheba immediately pulled me to the tub and asked me to help her in, which I did.
I squatted down a bit to help her find a suitable position.
"And? What do you think of it?" I asked her as she turned on her stomach with my help.
"I can't imagine it's pleasant. My knees are already hurting," she said and wanted to get out of the tub again.
"Is this your first child?" the woman asked us, so we nodded.
Maybe in the previous life we had Aladdin again and again.
However, this was the first time that Aladdin was born normal and not with magic, as he always did in his previous life.
"And I'm a little scared of it, too," my wife said and then got out of the tub.
"I can well imagine that. However, you're both magicians, aren't you? You could have an easier birth than the ones that normal women must go through," she said.
"Yes. However, we decided to have a normal birth without magic, which is why we signed up for it," I said with a smile, so that the woman nodded in understanding.
"It will of course be an honor for me to have the second king and queen of Torran in my antenatal class and will therefore explain very well what you have to follow when your child comes," she said in a whisper, as I asked beforehand not to tell anyone that we are actually the future kings of the kingdom.
My parents told me that they had given birth to me by magic, so they didn't know what a normal birth was like.
That's why we decided to look at such a course.
We then all sat back in our seats and were taught how best to breathe during labor and how to support the woman's partner.
"It's good to keep your legs bent during labor and also during childbirth. It doesn't matter where you are. It is best for the accompanying person to hold the hand of the expectant mother and try to calm her down with calm words. It can happen that the woman snaps at the partner, e.g. the father-to-be and crushes the hand slightly."
Oh man!
I felt Sheba's grin, who was happy to crush my poor hand, holding it unconsciously and imagining it painfully.
"In this vase, a woman develops inhuman powers that she never had. But when the cervix dilates and the baby's head comes, such hormones flow out in the woman that make her stronger," she explained, lying down on a mat and saying that before giving birth in labor, a massage would be good for the woman, and was massaged by her partner.
"Her partner massages the expectant mother while you women do this breathing," she then added, so we did so and sat on the thin mattress.
Sheba sat in front of me and leaned slightly in my arms, bent her legs a little and spread them as well.
While she mimics the breathing, I massaged her shoulder and lightly the abdomen or abdomen, where the contractions will be later.
"Am I hurting you?" I asked her worriedly as she groaned briefly.
"All good. Aladdin had just kicked me."
"He's awake?"
"Yes. Seems to have just woken up," she said and looked at me with a smile as I stroked my stomach briefly and then massaged her further.
"You, too, who massage the expectant mother, should do this breathing. In this way you support the expectant mother, who will need you in the moment," said the woman, so that I demonstrated this breathing with Sheba.
An experience that somehow made me happy.
Knowing that I will be such an important and helpful person to her in the meantime made me happy and proud.
At the end of the course, we talked a bit with the others, who asked us when our child was coming, what gender he would be later and what it should be called, which we answered politely.
Of course, his name is Aladdin Jehoahaz Abraham, that has been clear since the day Alayna sent Sheba and me to the Sacred Palace for the first time and showed us our son sleeping peacefully in a glass coffin.
But we called him Aladdin Hikari, because no one should know that Sheba is the divine child.
And his birthday was already fixed.
It was planned for next year, on January 20th.
However, Aladdin arrived earlier than planned.
Much earlier than planned.

It was a few weeks later, on December 6th, when Sheba suddenly started screaming and holding his abdomen.
"Sheba!" our friends shouted and rushed to her as she lay down on the floor and tried to curl up.
I sat next to her and asked her what she had.
"Aladdin! I think he wants to come!" she screamed, pressing her hand to her abdomen.
"What?!" asked Setta incredulously.
"It's much too early!" said Ithnan.
Falan and Arba dab a cool rag over her sweaty forehead as she clenches her eyes and teeth.
"Quick! Call an ambulance immediately!" I ordered, not wanting to take any risks in case Aladdin wanted to come now.
But Sheba shook her head and said that she would not let him come into the world.
"It's way too early! He must stay for another month!"
"Sheba! But you're in labor! Even very strong ones!" said Falan, who had already given birth to a child.
"You have to go to the hospital!"
"But I don't want to! He'll stay inside me for another month!" she screamed, inadvertently activating her magic and breaking something around her.
Looking there, I then looked at my mother, who slowly crouched down to me and put her hand over Sheba's belly.
With a language I had only heard once from Alayna, she whispered something and then nodded in understanding.
"He won't come yet. That's what his Rukh told me," my mother said, and I had forgotten for a moment that she was once a goddess, and not just any goddess, but one created by the god of the Rukh, who was now my son.
She looked at me with a smile and then at my wife.
"He thinks he's just done something and accidentally caused you pain. I'm supposed to tell him that he was terribly sorry and pained to know that he had caused you terrible pain," she said, stroked her stomach briefly and then rose again, Sheba relaxing again and, like me and our friends, staring at my mother in confusion.
Then we looked again at the 21-year-old, who stroked her stomach, as well as me.

The next day was more relaxed.
Way too relaxed.
In the beginning, Sheba didn't notice this, as Aladdin was quite a calm baby and only moved or hit her when she did something that didn't suit him.
He also made himself felt when she ate something he probably didn't like.
A relatively smart baby, I thought, even though he wasn't even born yet, he could decide what he liked and what he didn't.
But when I started talking to him and we noticed that he wasn't pressing his hand against mine and Shebas's, we panicked a bit.
We quickly got dressed and made our way to our gynecologist.
It was already after 7 p.m., a time when they were off work.
But when we expressed our worst fears, Doctor Herne made an exception and examined Sheba's belly.
She put electrodes on her stomach, wrapped a heart rate monitor around her arm, and walked the ultrasound rod over her stomach to look for Aladdin.
She furrowed her eyebrows, put an electrode around and searched for Aladdin's heart again.
But when I investigated her face, I knew there was no more heart beating.
Shocked, now looking at Sheba and thinking about how best to explain it to her, the doctor spoke.
"I'm sorry. But I can't find his heart," she said sadly, and I felt Sheba squeeze my hand and shake her head.
"No... This can't be true... Solomon... please tell me it's a joke?!" she asked me, but I lowered my head and wanted to shake my head.
Until then sudden heartbeat sounds.
The three of us were startled and looked at the ultrasound image, where Aladdin was moving a little.
We held our breath and looked at the picture with watery eyes, even the doctor, who at first thought that our child had died.
Only, I wondered, why didn't they find his heart at first?
I decided to ask my mother to ask him about it.
But when we came back to the palace with relieved hearts and smiling, where everyone was already asking us what was going on, Sheba explained the situation to them, while I went to my parents, she just smiled at me.
"Could you please ask Aladdin why they didn't find his heart at first," I asked her, so that she only said that I would soon know why his heart was not found at first.
Not understanding what she meant by that, Sheba and I went back to our house, which is a teleporter between the palace and the newly renovated house.

On December 8th, the time had come, at least for Aladdin.
The day was again as well as the other days before.
We got up in the morning, had breakfast together and spent the day in peace, even though it was a Tuesday, and we should have kept looking for a country that could create medicine for Aladdin.
However, yesterday's day was really exhausting for us, so we decided to take this day off.
If Aladdin hadn't called again at 8 p.m.
I was reading a book while Sheba was sleeping next to me and suddenly woke up as she felt a strange sensation.
"What strange feeling?" I asked her.
"A similar one I had on the 6th. Only this time feels—" she stopped, and suddenly cried out.
I threw the book aside and held her hand, desperately clinging to it somewhere.
"Shiba! I am good! I'm sure he'll just do something again that will hurt you!" I said, almost screaming as she crushed my hand.
"NO! HE'S COMING!" she screamed, so I stared at her in panic, then looked down as the amniotic sac burst and didn't know what to do.
"What?! Really?!"
"YES!"
Damn, damn, damn!
What was I to do?!
Call the ambulance?
No!
It took him about 20 minutes to get here and 20 minutes to get to the hospital and about 10 minutes on top of that she was put in a terminal room.
By then, Aladdin has long since been born!
But, why now?
Why did he want to come now?
I grabbed my phone with one hand and called my mother.
She was supposed to somehow convince Aladdin to stay in Sheba for another month.
But when she came through our bedroom door, she was in the company of Arba and Falan.
"Falan! Fill a tub with half the water and place it on the table. Arba! You're helping me give birth here!" my mother ordered, so that the two women nodded, Falan disappeared from the room again, while Arba and my mother Sheba pulled down a little to the end of the bed.
"Bring me a towel quickly, Arba!" my mother said and pointed to the wardrobe where our towels were.
I looked at her confused.
She was supposed to convince Aladdin to stay a little longer and not support him to come into the world.
"Mother! You—"
"Solomon! Your son wants now and not in a month! That's what he'd told me when he hurt Sheba a little! He wasn't there yesterday either ... at least not his divine Rukh," she said in a whisper as Arba was still looking for a towel.
"He had been looking for Magoi all day yesterday, so you couldn't find his heart at first. His soul was on the way, but his body wasn't," she explained, so I just stared at her in confusion as I held Sheba's hand.
"He is a god and can leave his body for about 20 hours before that body dies. By means of magic, he kept the heart, which is why you couldn't find it either, in a protective dome, which only lasted 20 hours," she then explained to me, so that I nodded in understanding, and she said that he only did this so that Sheba would not die in childbirth.
Then Arba came with a towel, which they were right under Sheba's crotch.
"Solomon! Stack the pillows together so Sheba gets a hill!" my mother said so that I could free my hand from its grip and stack the pillows together.
I lifted her up slightly so that I could lay the pillows under her and took her hand again.
"AHHH!" she screamed as another strong contraction came.
"Sheba, you have to try to breathe calmly! Your child is coming soon!" my mother said, gently stroking her belly and looking at me, telling me that I should be there for her as her husband.
Nodding in understanding, I stroked her hair and talked to her.
"Angels, think of something beautiful. Something that doesn't give pain," I said as I wiped a tear from her cheek and smiled as she yelled at me.
"It's all your fault!" she said and then started screaming again.
Knowing that she was not serious, I stroked her cheek with a smile and held her hand tightly if I still could.
"Relax. Inhale and exhale. I'm with you and I won't let go of your hand. Just let Aladdin come."
"But he's not allowed yet—ahhh!" she screamed, and now she began to press.
My mother, who played the midwife, pushed her legs a little further apart and bent them, which relaxed Sheba a little bit.
I then applied what we learned in the birth preparation course, which Sheba then imitated me.
Sensing that my mother was watching me and smiling, she said that we were doing a great job and then said that the head was already visible.
Knowing that we were about to become full parents, I couldn't hold back my tears when my mother said that our child would be right there.
A few more screams and pressings from Sheba were still needed until a quiet yet powerful scream could be heard.
The clock struck 8:50 p.m. when Aladdin entered the world, and I felt my whole-body tremble as my mother placed a little creature on Sheba's chest.
I felt that she, too, trembled when she felt the little screaming infant on her chest.
She let go of my hand, raised both her hands, and gently placed them on the little creature, which lay bloody on her.
Tears flowed down both of our cheeks and all we felt was joy and happiness.
Not knowing what to say, I pressed myself to her and put my hand on the little infant, which was about 40 cm tall.
I stroked his blue hair, which was full of blood and amniotic sac fluid.
But I didn't care, just as Sheba didn't care that she got dirty.
We were just so happy that we had survived it safely and most importantly that Aladdin could scream so beautifully.
After a while, he slowly opened his beautiful turquoise blue eyes and looked at us, who were watching him smiling and with watery eyes.
I saw that he didn't really recognize anything, because his eyes were wet with amniotic fluid and blood, whereupon he closed his eyes again and cuddled up to Sheba, stopping screaming.
"Solomon," my mother tore me out of the trans I was in and looked at her, who pressed a pair of scissors into my hand.
Not quite understanding what to do with it, she pointed to the umbilical cord and told me to cut it.
A little afraid that I might hurt Aladdin, I nodded and cut them apart.
Arba and Falan watched us with a smile before the orange-haired Aladdin took from Sheba, whereupon he started screaming because he still wanted to stay with his mother, and then cleaned him.
Meanwhile, I went back to Sheba, who was still breathing heavily and then looked at me with a smile.
"You did it," I said in a whisper, stroking her hair.
"No... We have... made it..." she whispered in a raspy voice, losing a few more tears just as she realized what she was doing.
"Okay. Aladdin is about 40-41 cm long and weighs about 36 g," said Alba, who then weighed and measured our son.
"Is that bad?" I asked, to which my mother shook her head.
"He's a premature baby. That's okay because it grows and then increases in size and weight," she said with a smile and grabbed my cell phone to call the ambulance.
"You should pack some clothes for Sheba, Solomon. She's going to stay in the hospital for a few nights," my mother said, so I nodded with a smile, gave my wife a kiss and then packed a bag with her clothes in it.
I noticed that our bedroom was destroyed.
Either it was Sheba or Aladdin who used their magic for a moment, but I didn't care, because I was just overjoyed that Aladdin came into the world.

Well, that was my eighteenth night.
I hope you liked it and gave you suspense, harmony and humour. Especially humor ^^

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