Companion To Paris
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After finishing breakfast, Biema drove his wife to the obstetrician. As my mother suggested, there was a possibility that his wife was pregnant. Because it could be that the test pack used has expired or the wrong usage procedures. Biema wants to realize such a small hope.

The car travels at normal speed over the highway. Paris looks lethargic again. The ringing of the phone moves Biema's hand to fumble the phone on the overdraft near the car seat. Paris looked to the side. He took the initiative to help her. Move leaning her body, then put a bluetooth headset on Biema's ear.

"Thank you, dear .." Biema said with a sweet smile. Paris's index and thumb coiled to form the word 'OK'. Then this girl again rests her back on the body of the car seat.

"Hello" said Biema.

"How are you doing, Biem?" ask Fikar who was not allowed to visit when it was dusty.

"Yes. I'm healthy."

"Are you coming to the office today?" ask Fikar who seems to have missed working with Biema.

"I will come to the office after taking my wife to the doctor" Biema said.

"Doctor? What's wrong with your wife? It hurt?" asked Fikar surprised.

"No. She's indisposed. Just check it out," Biema said as she looked to the side. Towards Paris who leaned on the body of the car seat casually.

"What to check, if not sick .." asked Fikar in surprise. Biema chuckled while shaking her head slowly.

"That's it. I'm almost at my destination."

"You must have come to the office, right? The company Haga Corporate called."

"Oh, he. Yep. I'll come later. You can have him call me if it's important."

"He won't bother you if your position isn't working, Biema. He understands."

"That's so ... He's the best. I'll come by noon."

"okay."

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Paris's legs twitched anxiously while sitting in the gynecologist's room chair. His fingers clutched with a slight sweat. He was nervous and tense again. After being relieved because the test pack indicator showed a negative result, now he has to wait again like this morning.

He's been through an examination. It was time for them to get word of the results of the examination.

"How's the test, Doctor?" biema asked the doctor who walked over to the chair.

"Let me sit down first, Mr. .." said the senior obstetrician humorously.

"Ah, sorry. Please sit down first." Biema nodded with a smile. Doctor Ciara chuckled. Paris just glanced.

"You want to know immediately, yes .." guess doctor Ciara while joking a little.

"Of course," Biema replied confidently.

"Yes ... The results of the examination are good."

"Is my wife pregnant? Or is it just the appetite?" Biema is impatient. The doctor smiled again.

"Your wife is indeed pregnant, Mr ..."

"Oh, my gosh." Biema grasped Paris' fingers quickly. He looked at his wife happily. While Paris blinked her bead and looked at the obstetrician in front of her stunned.

"Thus ... I ... pregnant, Doctor?" ask Paris slowly. There's no trust there.

"really. Your pregnancy has been on for almost two weeks" explained Dr. Ciara.

"really?" ask Paris not to believe it. Biema looked at his wife.

"Do you not feel the common symptoms of pregnant women?" ask doctor Ciara. The head of the girl shook.

"We just got married. This is the first pregnancy. My wife tried the pack test, but the indicator gave a negative result. That's why we try to go to the obstetrician directly," Biema explained. Doctor Ciara nodded in understanding.

"My lens is not smooth. Sometimes it doesn't come" Paris said. Biema who does not understand about it just silence while holding the back of his wife's hand.

"Maybe that's the cause ... So when you're really not getting pregnant, you don't realize it." The doctor explained patiently. "The chances of you getting pregnant are now one hundred percent" added Ciara doctor next. "Congratulations ... For both of you," said doctor Ciara.

"Thank you, Doctor," Biema said in response. Paris was stunned without smiling.

Finally ... I was declared pregnant as well.

Biema's eyes showed a bloated feeling of pleasure as they walked towards the car.

"You're pregnant, baby .." Biema said when their legs just got into the car in amazement. He moved closer to Paris to rub his head. "There will be new members among us ..."

"Yes" said Paris weakly.

"You why? Is anyone sick?" ask Biema to panic. He checked his wife's body.

"No. I'm fine."

"really? Your face is lethargic."

"I'm fine." Perhaps because of this pregnancy, Paris who had never properly dressed herself looked pale.

"Don't be on your own if you feel something strange with your body" Biema said. "I know you want to be independent, but not this time. Not while you're pregnant."

Paris is just a beard.

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Hearing the roaring beacon of his son's car coming, mama Biema who was in the front garden looked up.

"What else is it?" asked Biema who saw her mother carrying a shovel with her fingers sheathed in gloves.

"Mama is helping to plant. This flower is also useful you know, Biem ..." Mama shows plants with hard and long leaves. Paris appeared and stood near Biema.

"Oh, tongue-in-law," said Biema knew the type of plant her mother was holding.

"You know?"

"Yes. Female employees in the office often talk about these plants," Biema said. Paris glanced sharply at hearing that. "They talked to Fikar. He likes gardening, "replies Biema fast. He felt like a laser was going to cut him. Mama smiled amusedly. Paris immediately changed his fierce face.

"really. How did it go from the obstetrician?" ask mom later.

"Yes. Paris is pregnant" Biema said with a loving smile on her wife. Biema's hand held Paris's shoulder against her body.

"Really?" ask mama amaze. Although it was suspected that there was still a chance to get pregnant when she saw the great appetite of Paris, she still felt surprised. Spontaneous mom wants to hug Paris.

"Mama's hands are still dirty. A lot of soil attached to the gloves," prevent Biema. Mama quit. Then chuckle.

"Yes. Mama forgot."

I pregnant. Then ... what will I face later? Are there a lot of fun or annoying things? Although still a beginner, I hope to be able to undergo this pregnancy well. Hopefully .. hope Paris is in the heart as she walks into the house.

"Oh," complained Paris suddenly. His steps stopped.

"Why baby?" tanya Biema was worried.

"Anu .. my stomach" said Paris grimacing.

"You got a sick stomach?" Biema's outstretched hand touched Paris' flat stomach. "You vomit or what?" tanya Biema wants to get clarity from the pain of his wife's stomach.

"No. I feel hungry again" said Paris then with a shy smile.

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