FORCED CHEATING
261PANIC
Since Jumilah took care of Ms. Een, Mirza rarely went home. He spent the night more often at his place of work. The Burhan doctor's pharmacy, a two-story building next to the clinic building, does have a bedroom on the top floor. Mirza spent her lonely nights there, reluctant to go home because her mind would suddenly be short if she met her mother with a myriad of rants.
“Za?” one little reprimand surprised Mirza who was in front of the laptop screen. “So you are writing here apparently?” push the door to open it wider.
“Om know where I'm from?” left his laptop to the couch in the corner of the room.
“Tau from google,” sahut Om Jaka threw his butt next to the nephew.
Taking a pack of cigarettes on the table, “pinter also google can know my whereabouts,” burned a white cigarette between the slits of his index finger, the smoke billowed upwards.
“Google is all-know,”
“What are you doing Om Jaka nyariin me?”
“Short of need GR lu, I was just a fad just same temen you under the fit again buy medicine for Dad.”
“Emang pharmacy has not closed huh?” smoking in his cigarette.
“Udah, but I make sure you open it again.”
“Basic maksa!”
“Rather than you handyman running from trouble!” Reply Om Jaka. “You should have noticed the problem with your bini, instead of bumping here,” patted Mirza's shoulder.
“What else to look for? Via it wants so.” Leaning his back, his body slumped a little lazily, his gaze straight at the ceiling of the room.
“Elu believe bini you are all the same as Danar?” looking at Mirza who only then only answered by raising her shoulders.
“Kalo I do not believe what continues Via cancel his desire to split with me?” look at Om Jaka.
“That you want to separate is not your mother, not Via?”
Pulling the corner of his lips upwards, “sama aja,” in fact they both want me to be a widower.”
“Lu” father
Mirza Cuek, back to smoking. The room measuring about 5x6 meters is now filled with the full aroma of nicotine.
Om Jaka is actually un`t the heart with the state of the nephew, the, if only he did not remember the threat of Denaya who would let him languish for 40 days and 40 nights sleeping outside the room if he revealed the drama setting of the affair between Via and Danar, Om Jaka must have told the truth about their relationship. But in the name of obedience to the wife, Om Jaka chose silence, even though his heart pityed Mirza.
As a result, they only sink into each other's minds until Mirza turns off his cigarette butt into a ceramic ashtray in front of him.
“Back there Om, I want a break.”
“Lu ngusir me?”
“Iya,” got up and stepped up to shut down his laptop that was still on.
“Nephew base no ahlak lu!”
“Said was told to find medicine for Pak Haji? Yes huntback, ntar awaited you know.”
“Say you don't like me here,” rise up with a slap, tomorrow I stop by again.” Go leave Mirza.
Not responding to the uncle, Mirza grabbed his gadget next to the laptop in silent mode. Once hesitant to look at the number of the wife, her little heart is eager to call just asking for news. But reflecting on the days that had passed, Via never wanted to take a call from him and did not reply to his message since the quarrel on the night of heavy rain.
Mirza let out a heavy sigh, then laid down her tired body. Slowly her eyes began to clench, between her inner tiredness and her soul, Mirza greeted her dreamland.
Elsewhere, in the dimness of the sleeping lights, Via felt heartburn on his stomach. The pain disappeared, a few moments later felt back. Once worried about her condition, is it time to give birth? Via remembers his HPL which is still two weeks away. Maybe it's a false contraction, thought Via. He tried to rest himself, but when almost midnight the heartburn came back.
“Ssshh,” restrains pain in his lower abdomen, Via rises slowly. Walking around the room with his slow steps, he once read an article about the preparation of labor that the more moving the faster the opening process in his cervix. Holding on to the wall he headed for Tia's room, slowly knocking on the door leaf accompanied by a slow call. After waiting for a while, Tia's pillow face appeared from behind the door.
“What's up, Vi?” asked in surprise seeing his sister's face as grimacing withstood the pain.
“My stomach mules, Ma'am.”
“You want to give birth?” Strangled Tia restrained, “Yes, let's go to the hospital. It must be time,”when the drowsiness disappeared from Tia's face, she immediately looked for her hijab. “But Mas Arya is not there, how do we go to the hospital?” suddenly confused.
“Ssssh, emph ...” The pain squeezes the Uterus Via.
“Sabar Vi, be patient. I call Mas Arya first," ran into the room looking for his phone.
By withstanding the heartburn Via sitting in the middle room, the heartburn is now starting to subside.
“The phone is inactive. Well, how is this?” he appeared with a panicked face. “Are we riding an ojek? Or can you still drive the car? Ah, no, no. It was too risky,” refuted his own idea.
“I have not mules anymore Mbak,” said with his tired face.
“Totally?” sit next to Via with some relief.
“But I have to keep contacting Mas Arya, afraid later you mules again Ica no one is guarding here,” try dialing Arya phone number back but still the answer Mbak operator got. “Hish! Mas Arya must have forgotten to pass her HP,” was anxious at the nature of her forgetful husband. “Oh yes, Riri!” remembering his youngest brother.
Quickly search for Riri's phone number and contact her immediately.
“Halo .. “racy voice Riri say hello.
“Ri, have you slept?”
“Emh, who is it?” riri's eyes are not fully literate yet, he awakens due to the shakes of his phone right next to his pillow.
“This Mbak Tia. You can come here now right, Via want to give birth.”
“What?” eyes that were originally like adhesion by mouse glue suddenly widened to hear the news conveyed by the eldest brother. “Mbak Via want to mengelahirin?”
“Iya, you sneak here now can right?”
“Can, can Mbak. For a moment, I woke up mom first,” jumped from the bed to hunt down the door hendel, but then remembered something. “Gosh! How dare I go to the city by motorbike Mbak?” patting his own tongue so consciously it's almost midnight.
“Oh yes, yes. Yes, I called Toni first yes Ma'am, bye!” Riri immediately disconnected the connection.
Glanced Via who seemed closed resting his head on the sofa, Tia was relieved. So he took the initiative to prepare all the needs of childbirth for Via. Not even ten minutes later, Tia again heard Via groaning in pain.
“Aaawh.., Mbak ...!”
Run out of room Via, “iya Vi, Ma'am here. You mules again huh?”
Nodding by biting her lower lip held back the pain.
“Sabar yes, Riri same Toni soon here.”
“Sssshhh, awwwh ...” whimpering closed her eyes make Tia feel heartburn.
Soon reach into the phone in his negligee pocket. “Ri, where are you?”
“Still at Mbak's house, Toni just wanted to come here.”
“Yeah, so long anyway? This is Via mules again. If I am at home, how to try? I don't know what to do, I'm worried about this. Where Mas Arya no longer sleeps here. You told Toni to spout dong!” keep nagging in panic.
“This is also I've asked Mbak cepet ..”
“Tia, where are you Mirza? He's at home right?” Mrs Harni tau-tau nyerobot HP Riri.
Tia was silent, not knowing what to answer. His mother had not been told how the household crisis faced Via.
“Tia?” Beware Bu Harni harder.
“Emh, Mirza –, she hasn't returned Bu.”
“Jam so far he hasn't come home yet? Is he working or what?” sounds pissed.
“Ya already, I tried to contact Mirza again yes Mom. earlier not connected.”
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Tia hurriedly ended the connection before her mother asked for more. Tia fell silent in confusion, should she inform Mirza or not? Tia is not a pro with her sister-in-law who is considered unstable, but if she does not give it up, of course, she will be blamed. However, Via and Mirza are still in a marriage relationship.
With a heavy heart Tia tried to contact Mirza. some time waiting only sounding a continuous tone. Tia had no idea Mirza had been drowned out with her phone in silent mode on top of her desk. Not desperate, Tia tried to contact once again, but only in the second continuous tone Via had returned grimacing in pain by squeezing Tia's arm.
“Aaawhhh, Mbak ...!” Rintih Via held back the heartburn that came back to attack him. “Emmmph, stomach I Mbak ...”
“Sabar yes, you are Istighfar. Expand the mention of Allah's asthma, Astaghfirullahaladziim ..” Tia led Via by stroking the head of the sister trying to give her strength. Tia tried to transfer positive thoughts even though she was actually also covered in increasingly royal panic, but she tried to stay calm in front of Via.
Why is it such a crucial time that everyone is hard to contact anyway? Grouch.
Tuwiwifruit
Tia's phone rang, as soon as she grabbed it from the table.
“Yes, Ri? Nyampe where?”
“Mbak, Toni again road here but the motorcycle tire leaked, so –“
“Astaghfirulllah..., is there any?” pangakas Tia is getting anxious with the situation.
“Mirza how, Tia? Can he be contacted?” Miss Harni is back in the attack.
“B-yet, Ma'am,” says Tia is a bit stuttered.
“Yeah! How the hell is that kid? I know his wife is pregnant, even in the middle of the night this has not come home! Never mind him again nina boboin the old man Endang Surendang!”
“Mbak, try to contact Om Jaka or Mas Danar!” Riri snatches her phone to stop her mother from nagging.
“Oh, yes Ri. Yes already, Mbak try to contact them first yes.”
“Aaawwwh, ssshh ..”
“Vi, be patient ... you must be strong,” fingers Tia looking for Om Jaka number quickly. “Ah, ngak. If Om Jaka must be here later, Via has not been able to stand it,” undo his intentions, then look for Danar number.
Danar who was just preparing to close his shop was quite surprised why Tia contacted him at midnight like this.
“Halo, Mbak.”
“Danar, where are you? You can go to Via's house now, right? Ma'am asked Aterin to go to the hospital, huh? Via want to menggahirin, Mas Arya coincidence no longer here. Can you come here now?” the series of questions was said by Tia in just one breath.
Loading for a while, because Tia's sentence glides very fast like a rocket.
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