Berondong Keborangan My Wife
Mual

Mr. Dadang and Samsul spent their rest hours in the cafeteria. The two share the experience of living in a household.

"Well. So sir, advice from me. You better start now, give your wife your full attention. And if you can, you see an expert doctor, so that your disease can be overcome properly. Kasian right, the wife of Mr. hahaha .. "clearly Mr. Dadang while laughing loudly made Samsul embarrassed.

"Yes Sir. From now on, I will change my attitude. I'll make my wife happy."

Their conversation was over there. They returned to their work rooms. Relieved, Samsul heard the advice of Mr. Dadang. There is little enlightenment to be used as a lesson so that the household does not run aground. Just because of the material he was always after.

***

By the afternoon. Mila rushed home.

"Den. Mom go home first, okay? Mom's husband's scared to come home late."

"Alright Ma. Remember, Deni said, I have to ask for a divorce from my husband. And marry Deni."

"Alright Den. I'll talk about this tonight. Ok!"

The two embrace each other. After that, Mila returned with the services of an online motorcycle taxi.

It didn't take me how long. Mila finally arrived at her destination. He immediately walked to the bathroom. Cleaning his body from the struggle earlier with Deni.

And yet I don't know why. Suddenly Mila's stomach feels nauseous.

No doubt anymore. Mila vomits in the bathroom. His head started to get dizzy. His body feels weak.

Get out of the bathroom. Mila staggered while smothering her own mouth, hurriedly returning Mila to the bathroom.

"Ma, Mama why?" Samsul was already behind him. And immediately massaged his wife's shoulder.

"Mama seems to catch a cold Pa," he said finished spewing all the food in his stomach.

"Yes already. Mama just take a break, okay?"

Mila nodded and walked towards the room with her papah Samsul. His body felt weak that day.

"Pa. Papa, how come home? Tumbens. Papa's file must be missing, huh?" said Mila stared at the wonder Samsul was not as usual.

Samsul then smiled as he laid Mila on the bed.

"Today Papa will always take care of Mama. Papa asked for three days leave with Mr. Vishnu. So Papa will spend time with Mama. We're going Ma's way. Where Mama wants to go. Papa will grant all your wishes." Samsul's face looked even more radiant as he said that. His face looked fresh and without it. Like a shave. Her hair is also tight.

"Why look handsome today?" Mila looked at the astonished face of her husband.

Samsul just smiled as he stroked his wife's hair.

"So, Papa's on three days' leave?" ask Mila again.

"Yes Ma. Papa's three days off. Mama's happy, right? Papa's at home three days?"

"I, yes Pa. Mama's happy," Mila replied. To be honest Mila felt panicked and tense to find her husband would be at home for three days. Deni is there. Waiting for her decision to immediately ask for a divorce from her husband. But not expected. Samsul began to change his attitude. He will even spend time with her.

"Ma. Tomorrow we go to the city. Papa will accompany Mama wherever you want. And yes, in the future. Papa's never coming home again tonight, Ma!" Samsul. So excited when he looked at his wife. He began to realize. Mila needs his attention. And Samsul will meet all that attention. He would no longer let his wife complain.

What about Deni? The man awaits his decision. And Mila promised to ask for a divorce from her husband. But what happened was beyond a doubt.

Mila must find a way, so that both he can have.

After laying down Mila. Samsul then stepped into the kitchen to make a warm tea drink that he would give to his wife.

Mila is still confused by her husband's attitude. What happened to Samsul. His attitude suddenly changed. Start a little attentive and loving. Usually, the man is too busy with his work.

"Lovey." Mila returned nausea and vomiting. He got off the bed and ran to the bathroom.

Samsul who was in the kitchen, immediately stopped his activities and approached his wife.

"Ma. Let's go to the doctor. Papa was worried," asked Samsul while massaging Mila's shoulder again.

"No Pa. Mama is fine," said Mila who began to fatigue.

"Papa made some warm tea for Mama. Just a second Papa take it, okay?" gegas Samsul headed for the kitchen to pick up a glass of warm tea he had just made. After that he took it to the room and immediately drank the warm tea to Mila who was sitting on the edge of the bed.

"Thank you Pa" Mila said as she shrunk her lips.

Mila's vomit looks like bed linen. Soon Samsul cleaned it and brought the bed sheet, and put it in the washing machine.

Then Samsul replaced the bed sheet with a new one. After everything is done. Samsul then laid his wife back to her bed.

"Ma. Papa buy medicine first yes, to the pharmacy. Mama just take a break."

"Yes Pa."

Samsul hurriedly went to the nearest pharmacy.

With dewy eyeballs Mila lay on the bed.

"May I be pregnant? What if I'm pregnant?" wiry guman.

What if the baby she contains is not the seed of her husband but the seed of Deni. And if it's true it's baby Deni. What will happen to Samsul. Of course her husband would be furious and would not be able to acknowledge the baby as his child.

Nah!

Mila had to make sure whether she was pregnant or not.

Then Mila got out of bed to get out of the house. Nausea and dizziness he held as much as possible in order to go to the pharmacy near his home. Before her husband came. He has to move fast.

It didn't take long. Mila has arrived at the pharmacy. He saw that there was no Samsul there. Maybe her husband has gone home. Mila deliberately went to the pharmacy to a different road with Samsul so that they did not cross paths.

Mila went through the back alley of the compound.

Mila stepped inside the pharmacy. With a doubtful step Mila turned her gaze, there seemed to be some buyers there.

"Can I help you?"

Mila even bengong noticed the face of the servant who asked her. Doubt began to cloud his feelings at that moment. His heart was pounding erratically. Fear of what is on his mind is true. And it made her tense. The seed of love that Deni planted is now lodged in his womb. And clearly, the look of an anxious face appeared on her beautiful face. How should she explain later to Samsul about her pregnancy. Her husband knew for sure that he could not fertilize his wife's womb.