
"He's why, doc?" Pursue Mirza impatiently. Without realizing it his body leaned forward closer to the gray-haired middle-aged doctor.
The doctor sharpened his eyes from behind his glasses. Mirza was getting curious.
"He had fibromyalgia syndrome. "The doctor spoke with a firm face.
Mirza and Om Jaka looked at each other in astonishment.
"But is she really pregnant?" Mirza asked with curiosity that could no longer be contained.
The doctor looked at Mirza with an inexhaustible look.
"I mean, is the baby okay?" Mirza was correcting her sentence because she realized the doctor was suspicious of her.
"Yes . The foetus is healthy." The doctor said firmly. "His pregnancy is 11 weeks old. "
Mirza threw her back on the back of the chair, as soon as her body felt limp. His spirit dimmed, his face turned soft.
The doctor then explained about the fibromyalgia syndrome that Sofi suffered. But Mirza ignored him in the least, only Om Jaka who listened to the doctor's explanation carefully while occasionally nodding his head. Mirza was busy with her own thoughts.
Is Sofi's pregnancy 11 weeks? That means almost 3 months of road.
Mirza then tried to remember when the incident occurred. The event where he wakes up in a state of one blanket with Sofi.
About 2 months ago, or more ... or before that? Ah, crap! why can't I remember? You idiot! I should have remembered when it happened!
Mirza continued to curse in the heart of her own stupidity. Until it was realized when Om Jaka took him out of the doctor's room.
"Za, you still want to be here, doctor?" Tegur Om Jaka who saw Mirza was silent did not follow him walking to the door even though Om Jaka had resigned.
"Huh? How, Om?"
Om Jaka gestured to Mirza with his head to take her out. Mirza who again blank followed with gontai.
"Sofi will soon be moved to the treatment room for his condition to improve quickly." Said Om Jaka as soon as they came out of the doctor's room.
"I'm going home first." Mirza did not respond to the words Om Jaka continued to walk down the corridor.
"Za, this is serious." Om Jaka tried to stop Mirza's move. "Sofi has a syndrome that could jeopardize her pregnancy."
Om Jaka showed a very serious face looking at the listless looking Mirza.
"Come on Om, I can't think." Mirza rattled her own hair.
Om Jaka understands the anxiety that Mirza is experiencing. He did not have the heart to hold it, however Mirza had hoped that Sofi was not really pregnant but in fact now it turns out that Sofi is really pregnant.
Om Jaka then reached into the car keys from inside his pants pocket. "this is the key, later if there is anything with Sofi Om will contact you."
Mirza only nodded weakly then he walked towards the parking lot.His steps were no longer excited, Mirza was silent for quite a long time in the car. Sofia is pregnant she has not 100% believe now plus Sofi suffering from syndrome .. what syndrome it is. I don't know Mirza himself was less clear and less understanding of what the doctor said. Mirza rubbed her face, trying to calm herself down and thinking what she would do after this.
Mirza slowly drove her car out of the parking area of the maternity clinic. His mind was fixed on Via now. Mirza hasn't responded to Via's chat this afternoon. Ah, how should he explain if Via asks why he has not given the slightest news when he arrived in Jakarta. He has to find the right reason. While she hasn't gotten that excuse, Mirza chose to turn off her phone first. He didn't want Via to call him when he wasn't ready.
at Via's house, by,
Via had just finished performing Maghrib prayers, a bit late indeed because Ica woke up to the afternoon and drama first. The boy whined to be tied to a cow's eye before bathing.
"Ica don't want to take a shower if there's no cow's eye." Refer Ica spoiled.
"Yes later aunty Via makes. But take a shower now." Persuade Via.
"No way." Ica shook her head strongly.
Via complies with it.
Tadaaa... telor ceplok cow's eyes are ready for Ica, the aroma was delicious. But Ica even glared, "Kok shape like that? That's not a cow's eye, aunt ... ?"
Via looked at his artificial leplok, what was wrong apparently?
"Kok kritinnya so? Ica do not want to shower anyway if there is no cow's eye eggs! Aunty try asking mother dong how to make a real cow's eye eggs."
Via only bengong , yes time just want to make a flat telor just have to call mbak Tia first? There-there is aja deh Ica if again kumat manjanya! But yes also the eyes of the cow is too mature and there are crispy on the edges, that was what Ica told kritnya!
"Okay, aunt Via tried to make it again, huh?" Cetus Via was not discouraged.
Children need to be patient, right? Itung-itung practice if later have children, so roughly thought Via.
"Well! That's the way it is, isn't it, Ica?" Excited Via while putting the newly mature eggs in front of Ica who was already sitting on the dining chair.
Ica smile, "cheers, aunt."
"Add soy sauce, aunt." Ica Pinta.
Via picked up the sweet soy sauce and poured it a little for Ica. Telor ceplok and ketchup is Ica's favorite side dish. Via sat down smilingly watching his nephew eat voraciously.
As a result, the shower was mepet with the prayer time of maghrib because Ica play rain first in the bathroom using a shower. Not to mention he asked to blow a balloon from the shampoo foam in his hair. Via served it painstakingly.
And now Ica looks sleepy.
Tong
the bell from outside. Ica was surprised not to get sleepy.
"Let me open it." Ica jumped down from the mattress out down the stairs leaving Via who was still folding her face.
"Tante ... , there's eyang Ndang ...!" Ica from the bottom floor.
Via immediately came down to greet his mother-in-law even though she was a little surprised that her mother-in-law's tumben was here.
"Where's mirza?" Ask Bu Een as soon as Via comes.
"Again to Jakarta, Mom."
"To Jakarta?" Miss Een seemed shocked in disbelief.
"Yes, Om Jaka asked Mas Mirza there. He said there's something important to be done right away."
Ms. Een seemed very surprised to be confused, but she did not want to ask further Via. He hit the folding fan he held onto his left hand. This person never misses the same thing as a hand fan. Not hot, not raining, not day, not night anyway fan love forever.
"Absolutely Mas Mirza didn't know mom?" Ask Via later.
"No." Sahut Bu Een fast. "Yes, tomorrow you are hired. I was on the phone Mirza wasn't active on that."
Hp Mas Mirza is not active? I still call late afternoon. But my chat has not been answered. Why is it Mirza?
"Vi, you heard me talking, right?" Ketus Bu Een who saw Via like a dream.
"Yes, why Mom?" Via is a bit stuttering.
"Tomorrow there will be a canopy installer in the rented, because Mirza you do not have to take care of. Watch out for the exchange, just don't forget to ask for the building materials shopping note."
"Yes, Mom."
Ms. Een stepped out without a word.
"Well, is Eyang Ndang going home?" Tanya Ica quickly caught up with Bu Een.
"Yes. Tired of shopping with Mang Udin." Bu Een pointed at Udin who was sitting behind the wheel of a pick up car behind him full of stuff.
"Well, chocolate shopping equals candy huh, Yang?" Ask plain Ica.
"Smobacco shopping for Eyang store. Why, Ica want some candy?" Ms. Een asked and took out her wallet. "Because you don't bring candy like chocolate, Ica just buy it yourself." Bu Een gave a piece of money in 50 thousands in Ica.
Ica's eyes immediately sparkled. Hadeh, duitan eyes are also a child!
"Yeee, thank you Yang ... " Ica cheered cheerfully.
Miss Een then left. Via stared at his car until it disappeared from his sight. With Ica her father-in-law was so kind and friendly, but with her mother-in-law it was always cold. Is it because he has not given a grandchild as his mother-in-law had longed for? Via let out a long sigh, throwing away his fret. Then remember something.
Mas Mirza's! Is the phone really inactive?
Via searched his phone and immediately saw whatsapp message that he sent this afternoon.
"Not read either. WA was active two hours ago." Via muttered and then tried to contact Mirza from a phone call.
"The number you're going to is off or out of range. Try a few more moments.". Only the voice of the operator is heard.
Via grasped his handbook tightly, his heart was troubled as to why her husband had not yet given her any news.
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