
The Emir looked at Arimbi seriously. Then she pulled Arimbi into her arms and kissed her lips. “I don't care if I have to replace you! Even if the sky collapses though I will hold it for you! The important thing is that you and our child are fine.”
Arimbi looked haru at the Emir and the corner of his eyes had already shed tears, “Darling, you are so sweet! I'm so moved! Our son must be happy and proud to have a papa like you.”
“I am great!” The Emir praised himself. “Aghh! Pain!”
“Sorry, not intentionally. Honey...you are great! Great husband!”
“Come, we'll sleep again. It's still four in the morning.”
The Emir carried Arimbi towards the bed. Now his leg strength is back to normal but the Emir still uses a wheelchair because he does not want people out there to know that he has healed.
“Emir, are your legs strong enough to carry me? I'm worried!” arimbi.
“I'm fine! I carried you yesterday too, right? My legs are strong! You do not worry.” said the Emir while laying Arimbi on the bed. Then he lay down next to her and hugged Arimbi.
“Until when will you wear your wheelchair?” tanya Arimbi hugged her husband.
“Do not know! Maybe until I can make sure things are under control! Do you want me to walk as usual? Are you tired of seeing me in a wheelchair?”
“It's not so, baby! If you can walk, wouldn't it be better if you don't use a wheelchair anymore?” ask Arimbi.
“Then everyone will know that I am healed so that the women come after me? While you're still pregnant? I don't want anyone to bother you. So just let it be this way for a while.”
“But you definitely don't feel free.”
“I'm used to it, Arimbi! You forget how long I've been sitting in my wheelchair?”
“Yes I know! I was just thinking about you. Sleep!” arimbi closed her husband's eyes with his hand, which made the Emir smile. His mischievous wife always had a funny and adorable behavior that made him always want to be close.
...*******...
“Good morning Young Master. Good morning Young Madam.” greet Beni when he saw the couple exiting the elevator. As usual Rino pushed the Emir wheelchair towards the pavilion for breakfast.
The moment the Emir smelled the food, it made his stomach turn nauseous.
“What food is this?” asked the Emir to close his nose because of the pungent smell.
“This is your favorite food Mr and Madam! Is something wrong Sir?”
“This food stinks once! Quickly remove! I don't want to eat this!”
Beni immediately ordered the waiter to get rid of the food and clean the table.
“Just give the food to the waiter. Don't throw!” said Arimbi who looked at the Emir with concern. Again her husband who had to feel the suffering of morning sickness.
“Honey, what do you want for breakfast?”
“As of you!”
“Beni! Tell the main kitchen, never cook that food again! I don't like the smell!”
“Good Young Master! I'll convey.” Beni glanced at Arimbi. As if understanding what the Emir was going through, the butler asked. “Do You want to request special food?”
“Make bread and omelet only. I don't want to eat anything else.” replied the Emir still covered his mouth with his hands.
“Mistress?”
“I'm not hungry. I will eat at the office.” replied Arimbi.
“You must eat, Arimbi! Remember, you are not the only one who has to eat!” emir.
“Iya, I know.” then he turned to Beni and said, “Make me warm milk and bread only.”
Meanwhile in the main kitchen, the servants who had brought back the food from the Emir villa whispered. “All these foods we can eat. Order from Madam!”
“Why? Does Mr Emir not like his food?”
“Is there something wrong with the food? Usually Mr and Madam never refuse any food, the cook makes it according to the menu chosen Mr Emir!”
“Ssssttttt....you don't be noisy! There's something I want to say!” desi.
“What?”
“Say the mistress has no appetite and nausea when smelling the aroma of this food. That's why he asked for his food to be brought back for the waiter! He only eats bread.”
The servants do not know if Arimbi told Beni to say that because he did not want them to know if the Emir was nauseous.
“Ah! Is Madam pregnant? Maybe he's cravings!”
Without them noticing Yaya who was about to enter the kitchen accidentally overheard the servants' conversation. He stopped and stood behind the door, listening to what they were talking about.
“Really? Is Madam Arimbi really pregnant? Isn't it said----”
“Ssttt. But for sure, this is not the first time the mistress has refused food for the same reason!” the waiter said again.
“I'm even more sure that Mrs Arimbi is pregnant!”
“Oh yes! I remember the other day I had a chance to see Madame Arimbi in the backyard picking up young mangoes night-night! At that time I was about to close the back door and I had a chance to see Rino climbing a mango tree. Mr. Emir and Mrs Arimbi are also there.”
“It's good news if it's true!” another waiter.
Yaya scrunched her forehead, ‘Arimbi pregnant? But--- hasn't Mr Emir had a dysfunction problem since the accident? If Arimbi is pregnant, who is the baby's father?’ whispered Yaya in his heart. He stepped out of the kitchen area and walked towards the meal. Layla Serkan just finished breakfast.
The old woman raised her face then looked at Yaya who looked agitated. “What's up? Why do you look so nervous? If you have anything to say, just say.”
“Eh….Big Madam!” Yaya glanced at Layla Serkan. Thinking about whether he should say what he just heard or let it go.
“Say! Don't make me wait.”
“What's Yaya?” ask Rania.
“Hmm...I heard the news.” Yaya tried to think of the right word to convey.
“If it is not important you should continue your work. Don't waste my time!” layla Serkan said as she stood up.
“Many Great! Can we talk in the reading room? There is an important thing I want to talk about.” said Yaya. He felt bad about talking about it in front of the other members of the Serkan family.
“Alright! Follow me.”
The two walked to the reading room. Grandma's favorite place to spend her time. After Yaya closed the door, she sat down before Layla Serkan.
“What do you want to say?” Layla Serkan looked impatient.
“This has to do with Mrs Arimbi!” yaya took a deep breath.
“Cih! What other problems did that woman make?” layla Serkan said gruntingly.
“This time is different Big Madam! There's no problem! but--- I heard the news that Mrs Arimbi may be pregnant.” Yaya said.
“What? Getting pregnant? Ha ha ha crap what are you talking about this Yaya?” layla said Serkan by stomping her wooden stick. "Who's the baby's father? Don't make fake and nonsensical news like this.”