Berlianku My wife
93. Must Meet.

Still in long pajamas and an instant-stroked hijab, Alya lifted her purse and left Anya's boarding house. If you see it no one thinks, Alya is a doctor, as well as Mrs Ardi Gunawijaya. Her face was sweet and pretty, but very pale.

Every now and then Alya put down her bag and wiped her tears, adjusting her breathing for a bit. Then go back to the bag and continue his steps. Alya again looks like a bum, in contrast to yesterday Alya walked expectantly. Today Alya walked in despair.

Alya doesn't know where else to go. Brothers don't have, friends are just Anya, Dinda, Doctor Mira and the parlour guy. Dinda lives with her parents and her two brothers, there is no way Alya can ride there. The address does not have.

Doctor Mira? Although he has pledged as a friend, but still, Mira is a senior. There is a distance between Alya and Mira. The social status of Mira who is the Minister's child is also very unlikely to be used as a ride.

To Panti? It seems like it is indeed the most calming place for Alya right now. There's a lot of love there. Alya's food needs are also guaranteed.

But, the distance of the parlors and hospitals is not close, tonight Alya guard the night. Continue what Alya will convey to the Dormitory, Us Zahra and Miss Salma. The reason why Alya suddenly stayed in the parlor. Not to mention, if Sinta knew Alya was living in a parlor, danger. Farid continued, Farid could not stay silent, he who drove Alya to the boarding house Anya.

"Huft" Alya stopped under a tree on the edge after coming out of the housing complex.

Alya sat on the bench that was available there. Beside him was a chicken porridgeist and some shoppers eating breakfast. Alyapun ordered a bowl of chicken porridge.

"Honey, breakfast first well, please help mom can nelen eat, then mom decide where we go?" alya's mind stroked her stomach.

Then Alya put in a spoonful of chicken porridge. One spoon was still in, Alya started chewing it. Then the porridge that initially tasted savory, momentarily made Alya tired. Alya kept forcing her into the stomach. Alya took the second bribe. And it turns out Alya's stomach won't accept.

"Hoek.hoek" Alya immediately ran behind a tree and vomited in a ditch by the side of the road. The porridgeist and the other buyers instantly looked at Alya full of question marks. After spewing out her stomach, Alya limply sat back down and drank some warm water.

"Why Neng? Are there any complaints to my porridge?" ask the porridgeist offended.

Alya looked at Kasian to the porridgeer. Then Alya looked at the other buyers, apparently they also noticed Alya.

"Purcher is very good, sir. Sorry, I'm pregnant young again, so the nausea continues" Alya replied honestly to the porridge and other buyers.

"Oh that?" replied the porridge maker nodded. Other buyers nodded and continued eating.

"Where is Neng? Do you bring your big bag alone in the morning?" ask one of the buyers.

Alya smiled looking at the mothers. Alya was confused as to what to answer. Then Alya lowered her face. For some reason lately, Alya is very sensitive and Alya's courage disappears. Hearing the slightly offending words Alya was immediately sad and wanted to cry. Unanswered by Alya, the buyers continued to gossip on their own.

"Kasian yes, still young beautiful. Pregnant again, all alone? Young pregnant that again need a lot of attention" whispered the mother to her theme.

"From his bag the rich go far"

"But from his rich shirt blurred, time go-go-away clothes sleep?"

"Don't you? Shhhh, he'll hear it later"

Even though the mothers whispered Alya still heard it. Alya swallowed her saliva. Alya did not want to cry there and became a subject of ridicule. Alya sipped warm water but not with her porridge. Hoping for her nausea to lessen, Alya stood up, paid and said goodbye.

"I'm sorry sir, my stomach is still nauseous so I don't eat porridge, this is the money" said Alya pay.

"Yes Neng. I'm sorry too. I don't know if I'm pregnant" replied the father receiving Alya's money.

"Thank you sir" Alya replied kindly accepting the change.

"Where are you taking that heavy bag alone?" ask the porridgeer to repeat the mother's question.

"Work sir" replied Alya ngasal holding sad.

"Be careful, Neng" said the friendly porridge. Alya just nodded back to carry her bag.

Although not as close as the megayu apartment. Kosan Anya is also close to the Hospital. Just opposite the direction, the megayu apartment right in front of the hospital, Anya kosan turn right and enter the housing complex. So Alya was on a big road close to the hospital.

Because tired Alya stopped and put the bag at the crossroads that looked lonely. The atmosphere was calm, Alya could also see the passing of the vehicle. Alya stood up and enjoyed her solitude while stroking her stomach.

"Please son, I'm sorry mother, I still can't accept your father's actions. Wait for me to finish the internship. We went to Jogja to meet Yangti. I'm sure you're a strong child, don't fussy well, so what can you eat? Let me get through all this"

*****

After her crying subsided and thought quietly Anya realized she was wrong. Anya should not judge Alya one hundred percent wrong. Alya must have had a reason to hide her wedding.

Alya has always been kind and friendly to her. Always faithfully listen to the curses about his girlfriend, the Great Doctor who is PPDS in Jogja and parents who want to betroth him. Alya also often brought food for Anya. Anya also plans to vacation with Alya to Jogja next week.

Anya also knows, hyperemesis in Alya's pregnancy is not easy. Plus the gossip of Alya's husband, surely Alya's heart was broken. Alya needs backup, Alya needs friends story and share. Realizing that Anya immediately ran out chasing Alya. But the road in front of the housing looks quiet and deserted, apparently Anya too much thought following her feelings.

His knee joint drooped, Anya could not walk anymore. Anya set her breath. He squatted and lamented his stupidity. Her tears came out again.

"My apologies, I'm evil as Lo" Anya said, closing her face in tears.

"He must not be far away, he is just walking" muttered Anya then had the idea to find him to borrow another boarding child motorbike.

When Anya was about to get up from her squat. A shiny black car stopped right in front of him. Then came out a tall and powerful man who approached him.

"Doctor Anya, where's Lian?" ask Ardi in panic to Anya.

Anya excited to see the handsome man she had admired, Anya amazed by the good looks of Ardi when she first met at the hospital delivering Hp Alya.

And now for the third time they had met, the man had a different expression from the first and second meeting. Today Ardi is not friendly or jutek. Ardi looked a little more normal, his appearance was a little shabby because he had not bathed and changed clothes from yesterday, his hair was tangled, his face was chaotic worrying about his wife.

"Lian? Alya meant?" ask Anya slowly.

"Yes, Alya Berlian Sari, my wife" replied Ardi steadily no longer pretending to be Alya's cousin.

"Alya just left" Anya replied softly and felt guilty.

"What's? Gone off? Went where? With whom ride what?" ask Ardi riled.

"Street not long ago! I'm trying to chase him too"

"OK" replied Ardi briefly then turned around and ran. Ardi did not care about Anya or his men who were still in the car.

"I'm coming along" shouted Anya standing up and walking after Ardi. They walked half-run out of the housing complex.

"Sir, see a veiled girl in creamy pajamas carrying a big bag?" tanya Anya followed Ardi, to the porridgeist near the entrance of the housing complex.

"Oh. Who says she's pregnant young? That cute face?" ask the plain porridgeer.

"Dad" Anya replied excitedly.

While Ardi heard the words of a chicken porridgeist like being struck by lightning his heart rate seemed to increase rapidly. "Pregnant? Wife pregnant?" ardi did not expect. His heart is very happy.

But happiness is changing feelings of guilt and fear. Ardi is more concerned with work and neglects his wife. His chest grew increasingly thunderous impatiently meeting his wife and hugging her tightly. Ardi has to make sure his wife is okay. Ardi will not forgive himself if anything happens with Alya and the baby.

"He's on his way east to Neng, as he ascends to the pedestrian bridge. Kasian he was vomiting, his face was very high" replied the porridge again.

Ardi immediately ran fast in the direction that the Porridgeer mentioned. While Anya whose knees were still limp chose to stop for a moment to let Ardi run. Anya is not strong if it has to compensate Ardi. "Huh basic, can-can he let Alya dangle-lunta so?" her inner annoyance still thinks that Ardi's gossip there is a relationship with Riko is true.