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"Ana!" Call sister
Anisa and Khoiruddin immediately entered the doctor's room.
"Please lie down! I'm sorry mom, you can open a little shirt to make it easier for us to check." Said the doctor
Anisa obeyed the doctor's words. The doctor's assistant gave a gel that felt cold when it touched Anisa's skin.
No laka then the doctor directed the object he held into Anisa's stomach. The contents of Anisa's stomach on the screen in front of them now.
"Sorry, have you ever checked before?" Ask the doctor
"Why, doc? My wife is pregnant, right?" Ask Khoiruddin
The doctor smiled at Khoiruddin's question. Meanwhile, Anisa nodded her head to answer the doctor's question.
When finished checking. The assistant again cleaned the rest of the gel in Anisa's stomach and folded back the blanket.
"Come, please sit down!" The doctor said kindly
"I'm sorry to have to deliver this news. Anisa's mother, I think has a problem with her uterus, which is ovulation disorders. This disorder can be caused by several conditions. But it seems to be experienced by Anisa's mother, namely Polycystic ovary syndrome (polycystic ovarian syndrome/PCOS), a condition that makes the ovaries difficult to produce eggs. And the chances of getting pregnant, it's small. But to solve this problem. You can take medication or do therapy regularly." Said the doctor.
Anisa bowed her head and squeezed her fingers. He did not expect, would come again to a place like this.
Khoiruddin was shocked to hear this news. He finally found out why his wife was not pregnant. And maybe this is what caused Anisa to be hated by her ex-husband's family first.
Khoiruddin soon took control of the situation. He clasped Anisa's finger. As a form of encouragement from him. Anisa returned a smile when treated like that by Khoiruddin.
The conversation continues about the best solution.? When finalized. Khoiruddin and Anisa, thanked him before leaving the room.
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Throughout journey. Khoiruddin never let go of his hand. Even to the point of arriving home.
The view was seen by Maira. I don't know why Maira was feeling hurt. Though it's been this long. He should have gotten used to it. Especially at this time, he might receive some good news.
"Assalamualaik." Say them both
"Wa'alaikum salam. So, how?" Ask Maira
Anisa's face came back grim and went straight inside. The clueless Maira looked back at Khoiruddin with a questionable expression.
"I'll explain later. Now we go inside." Khoiruddin
"Good." Answer Maira
They both went inside. Anisa ran into her room.
Brakkk...
There was also the sound of a key playing. Maira was increasingly clueless with the current situation.
There was a heavy sigh from Khoiruddin. More and more make Maira ask - ask.
"What is this mas?" Ask Maira who is impatient
"You told me earlier that Nisa was vomiting - vomiting. Then you're also the one who gave advice to go to the gynecologist because you think Anisa is pregnant." Khoiruddin said, then waited with a long breath.
While Maira patiently listened to the words of Khoiruddin.
"Said the doctor, Anisa did not contain. Instead, she was exposed to a disease that made it difficult for her to get pregnant. That's why he was crying. Maybe this is why her ex-husband's family used to hate her." Khoiruddin
"Innalillahi." said Maira while shedding tears.
He really can't believe, if his sister experiences something this big. And he lived it alone. Because of this, she wanted her husband. That's still a question mark for Maira.
But behind all the bad news. Tucked away a sense of happiness, even small. Because it means only she can give offspring to her husband. So that the children do not need to share the father of a different mother.
"What does the doctor say? Can't it be cured?" Ask Maira
"actually can. It's just, Anisa's the one who won't. He told me he used to do therapy. However, he often became ill after being treated. Finally he chose to stop and refused to continue." Khoiruddin
"I really don't understand." Maira
Pyars...
The noise from upstairs. It was heard by Khoiruddin and Maira. They immediately rushed up. But baby, the door is locked.
"Noise! Nisa open the door!" Khoiruddin
Brakk...
"Noise! Lisa!" Shouted Khoiruddin again
"Aarrgghhhh.. go! Get out of here!" Shouted Anisa
Maira too Khoiruddin was getting worried. Khoiruddin chose to break down the wooden door. However, because the door was made of teak wood. Khoiruddin's efforts in vain.
"Is there no spare key? I used to have 2 keys in each door." Maira
Only Khoiruddin remembered. He ran to the drawer next to him. The whole drawer was destroyed.
"Meet." Khoiruddin
Clack...
Door's open...
"Sameela..."
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