Ballad First Wife
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"Assalamualaikum, Pak Haji." Andre visits Haji Karim after Ashar prayers.

"Wa'alaikumsalam's chat. Uh, Andre Boy. Enter Nak!" Haji Karim opened the door and let Andre in.

"Outside, Mr. Haji, it's cooler." Andre took a seat on the porch of Hj's house. Carim.

Haji Karim chuckled and sat in the chair opposite Andre.

"What's up? Some romance is upset." Hj. Karim chuckled again.

"Mr Hajj could have. I always know what I'm going through. I feel like I have a father who is ready to take all my complaints."

"Alhamdulillah. Mumpung is still given a breath, at least it should be useful for others. Tell me!"

Andre unreservedly recounted his problems including his decision to accept Salman's offer.

"Is what I've done right Mr. Haji?" Andre looked at Hj Karim's face who was seriously thinking about his story.

Hj Karim stroked his beard with a beard. Then he took a long breath.

"Lucky you met a good man. Crena if he's bad, then you're in jail now."

Andre's embarrassed."I also don't know why I just agreed to Ami's idea, Mr. Haji."

"Now you're sorry?"

Andre nodded.

"That's it. Regrets are always behind if in front of the name registration." Haji Karim chuckles.

Andre grinned at the crisp joke Hj . Carim.

"But it's still good you're sorry rather than not."

"How did Mr Haji go?"

"Yes, you made a decision. So live."

"Pak Haji means is my decision to accept Salman's advice appropriate?'

Haji Karim nodded. "He didn't bring you to usury, did he?"

Andre shook his head, "No Haji sir. I paid without interest by cutting my salary. He bought me cash for home. The hundred million he made was a down payment and it was a gift from him because.."

"Because what?" Haji Karim looked curiously.

"Because he thanked me for divorcing Fira so that she could marry him."

Hj. Karim laughed when he heard Andre's words.

"Someone whom you consider worthless, is like a jewel in the eyes of another man. That is the trick of life. You've been seduced by the devil."

Andre. He really regretted his foolishness in divorcing Fira.

"So always remember that maybe you look at the ordinary woman by your side but at the same time there are men who look at her with admiration. Take good care of what is yours."

"Keep what I have to do now. Ami seems to keep hoping to get that money Mr. Haji."

"Andre. You're her husband. You're the family leader. The decision maker is you. She as the wife of her duty is to submit and obey your decision if the decision is good and not contrary to religion. Now you have to be firm. Get him to move in, or leave him at his house."

"Is that so, Mr Haji?"

"Yes! Oh yeah, what was his name?"

"Who is Haji?"

"The man who gave you money."

"Salman."

"Salmans. Salman. I want to know that man." Haji Karim muttered to himself.

Andre was just observing Haji Karim's behavior

"I remember I had a friend. He has a son named Salman. Is it the same Salman? But Salman's name is a lot."

"Where is Hajj's friend now?"

"He was dead when his son was about to graduate high school."

"Then his son?"

"He and his mother moved to Jakarta. Continue to live there."

Salman is also from Jakarta.

Long enough they chatted until time approached magrib. Andre said to the mosque.

 ***

A week has passed. Andre has moved into his new home. Mia was forced to follow Andre's decision because the bank forced to vacate the house.

At the house of Salman.

Salman sat on the sofa. He looks very lost. Fira approached while carrying a glass of drink.

"Drink, Mum!" Fira sat next to Salman.

"Thank you dear." Salman received a glass containing a drink that Fira offered.

"We're going to the doctor!"

"For what, dear? Are you sick?" Salman put a glass on the table and shuffled his body towards Fira.

"It's not me but Salman. I have noticed recently that it has changed. I get tired and sleepy, right?Sometimes the ranting is also unclear. Is the work in the office very much to make mas stress?"

Salman smiled. Fira's face was affectionately worn.

"I'm not papa. Not too much work, I can handle it."

"But, I'm really worried. Let's check it out?" Fira pleads with her pupies eyes.

"Well if it makes you calm."

"Come on!"

"Now?"

"Yes. There is time."

"Yes already. I'll take a shower."

"You're doing fine. There are no health problems to worry about."

"That's right. What say. I'm fine." Salman got off the check bed. He sat down next to Fira.

"But the doctor, lately he often looked exhausted and even pale."

"Salman, what do you really feel?"

Salman glanced at Fira. He was afraid that answering honestly would add to Fira's anxiety.

"Mas, answer the doctor's question!"

"Actually already this biweekly I often nausea doctors and to vomit."

"Never tell a story." Fira pouted in annoyance mixed with worry.

"I'm not papa darling." Salman stroked Fira's back to calm down.

"What are the symptoms of nausea followed by pain in the heartburn, stomach ulcer, soreness and heat in the throat?"

Salman shakes. "No doctor. Just a very nauseous."

"Is there a trigger that makes you nauseous?"

Salman shook his head, "I'm nauseous in the morning. Oh yes, once pass by where people sell martabak I also nausea when smelling martabak aroma when fried."

"Eh, isn't martabak your favorite food?" Fira was astonished by Salman's strangeness.

Doctor smile. "Looks like the one to check is you ma'am."

"Do I have a doctor?" Fira and Salman looked at each other in confusion.

"Yes. You should be checked. What your husband is going through can be something that is in your body. So you're the one who needs to be checked."

Salman who already understood what the doctor meant smiled with a bright face.

"Let's go. We'll check." Salman got up from his seat while pulling Fira's hand to get his wife to stand up.

"I'm sorry doctor."

"Commiss me? Said I should check?"

"You checked it not here but at another doctor."

Salman embraces Fira and takes her out of the check room.

"Why not here?"

"Because the doctor's a man. I don't want him to touch you." Salman replied to the origin.

Fira was silent when she heard Salman's reply. Her husband was jealous. But Fira is happy, it's a sign that Salman loves her very much.

***

'I can go down already!"

Fira wakes up and turin with the help of Salman.

"So how, Auntie?" Salman sat down and asked Dr. Hanna. Obgyn's doctor is still his family.

"I'll answer but you have to promise!"

"What promise aunt?"

"Sunday's promise take your wife home! You married not saying. Your mom did too. After giving thanks for the divorce. Then tell me more about your marriage. But not us."

"Sorry Aunt. His wedding was sudden and hasty. Fear of being ahead of people." Salman glanced at Fira.

"Your god." Doctor Hanna laughed.

"OKs. I promise Sunday will take my little family to Aunt Hanna's house."

"Hold your promise. Watch out for bohing!"

"Every aunt."

"Congratulations. Your wife's pregnant."

Doctor Hanna's straightforward answer surprised Fira and delighted Salman.

"But we've only been married for a month and a few days" murmured Fira still in disbelief.

'It seems that on your first night, you are in the early dawn period so that fertilization occurs immediately."

"That's it, baby. That's why I invited you to play many times so immediately."

Fira hit Salman's arm talking unfiltered.

"Don't be surprised. He is so." Doctor Hanna laughed.

"But I can still it's aunty?"

Fira again hit Salman's arm.

Salman just stroked his arm from Fira's punch.

"Can. Origin is not too frequent and careful because the age of the content is still young."

"Thank you tantiku. I'll go home first."

Salman shook Doctor Hanna's hand.

"Redeem the medicine so you don't get nauseous." Doctor Hanna reminded.

"Beres aunty."

"Tante Fita said goodbye first."

"Yes Fira. Take good care of your content considering your age is also vulnerable age.Often consult me. Don't hesitate!"

"Thank you aunt."

Salman and Fira eventually left the check room.

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