Halal Love of the Senior
Pregnancy Dynamics

After the dawn prayer, Dita felt a tremendous nausea and made her spit out all the food that went into her stomach overnight. He guessed that it was just a common cold because yesterday afternoon was too long hit by the beach wind that was blowing very hard. But Ms. Hasna believes that it was because she was pregnant.

After removing all his stomach contents, Dita felt weak and dizzy. His face was also very pale. He lay weak on the bed. Hasna's mother then made a warm ginger drink for her daughter.

"It's a drink first, Dek. Let her stomach and body warm." Hasna's mother put a glass of warm ginger on the nightstand.

"What is that, Bun?" tanya Dita is weak.

"This warm ginger is just as little honey so there is a sweet taste," explained Ms. Hasna.

"Sit yuk, honey, let's drink it." Rendra helped his wife to wake up.

Dita then sat up straight with Rendra supported behind her. Hasna's mother then handed the glass to her daughter.

After receiving the glass, Dita sniffed the aroma. Because he was very sensitive to odors, so whatever he was going to eat or drink must definitely end first. If he doesn't feel dizzy, he will enjoy it. Fortunately the aroma of ginger did not make him dizzy, he then drank it little by little.

After drinking a glass of warm ginger and honey, she felt her body and stomach were warmer. The nausea he had felt and held back, slowly began to disappear.

"Thank you, Bun." Dita handed an empty glass to her mother. He was determined to spend so that his stomach was not empty, even though he had to drink little by little.

"Yes. How much better, right, Dek?" ask Hasna's mother attentively.

Dita nudging. "Thank God, better, Bun."

"Then later you make it again, continue to put in the thermos, so at any time you need to stay poured into a glass."

"Yes, Bun. Thank you." Thank you."

"Daddy, what do you want to eat?" ask Hasna's mother gently.

Dita shaking. "No appetite, Bun."

"Must keep eating yes, nothing even just a little, Deck. Later munda make soup just let it be fresh. Or is Adek going to eat mango again?" Hasna's mother gave her daughter a choice.

Dita back to shakes. "I was full of ginger, Bun."

"Yes already. But you still have to eat."

"Yes, Bun. Later if I'm hungry, I'll say."

"Son Rendra, later Dita will be persuaded to eat yes," Mother Hasna asked Rendra.

"Surely, Bun," said Rendra.

"Mother is going to the kitchen again. Take a break first." Hasna's mother passed by leaving her youngest daughter's room.

"Mas, I want to lay down again" Dita told her husband.

"okay." Rendra again helped his wife lie down. "Darling, want to go to bed again?" tanyakanya.

"I want to be hugged, Mas" replied Dita spoiledly.

Rendra then laid her body beside Dita. He stuck his right hand through his wife's head. He then tilted his body to embrace the owner of his heart.

"Mas, thank you, yes" said Dita in her husband's arms.

"Thank you for what?" sahut Rendra's.

"You'll accompany me when I vomit earlier." Dita looked up at her husband.

Rendra smiled and kissed his wife. "It's my duty as Baby's husband and father to always look after and accompany you both. Baby, we're both kids. Honey, who is pregnant and feels all sorts of things. So I can only always accompany dear through everything. I'm the one who should be thanking you for being pregnant with our child."

"If I don't want to get pregnant, do I want to find another woman?" tanya Dita is fierce. The sensitive side is flushed.

"Did I say the wrong thing again?" Rendra took a long breath.

"Of course not. It is only a dear who deserves to be a mother for our children later. It's just a pity that I love and want to be a wife and a mother of children. Don't ever think like that again." Rendra stroked the delicate cheeks of her heart.

"really? You're not lying?" Dita still does not believe in her husband.

"Truly dong, honey. Here look at my eyes, do I look like I'm lying hummm?" Rendra looked at the two eyes of the woman in his arms.

Dita shaking. "Don't ever leave me, Mas."

"Yes, honey, I promise. I might have left it, darling. Not meeting for a minute feels so bad." Rendra smiled sweetly at his wife.

"Mas," call Dita.

"I'm sleepy."

"Yes, already. Honey, go to sleep. We will eat after we wake up." Rendra slipped the child's hair behind Dita's ear.

"Sleeping company yes. Mas, don't go anywhere," pinta Dita.

"Yes, Honey. Good night, baby, baby." Rendra kissed Dita's forehead while stroking his wife's stomach.

Meanwhile in the kitchen, Hasna's mother is accompanied by Adelia and Adi.

"Where is Dita's Deck, Bun?" adelia asked her mother-in-law.

"Alhamdulillah, he said it was more delicious after drinking warm ginger earlier. Maybe it's sleeping now" said Ms. Hasna.

"Pity also yes Bun to the limp and pale rich earlier." Adelia was concerned about her sister-in-law.

"Yes. But getting pregnant is never easy. And every pregnant must have its own uniqueness. Adel's mother will also feel that she is pregnant." Hasna's mother smiled at her daughter-in-law.

"Congratulations yes, Bun, Adel can soon follow Adek pregnant," said Adi.

"Aamiinu. Do not produce it often. Give pause three days if you want to directly program pregnant. It's good if it's during the fertile period of production" advises Ms. Hasna.

"Mother, how do you know that mas every production day?" Adi frowned in wonder at his mother.

"Ai, who said yes to mother?" Adi nudged his wife, but Adelia shook her head.

"What you don't know about Mas" Mother Hasna joked with a small laugh.

"Well, Mommy's becoming this sharpshooter now." Adi held both thumbs up on his mother. Then they laughed.

"Bun, indeed pregnant must be nausea and vomiting so?" asked Adelia who was curious.

"Not always, Mother. But most of it is. When Dita became pregnant Akhtar she actually did not feel anything but easily sleepy, ngebo the term," explained Ms. Hasna.

"Sorry, who was Akh—?" ask Adelia again.

"Akhtar was Adek and Rendra's first child, Ai" Adi replied.

"Who died, my dear?" Adelia looked at her husband.

"Yes." Yeah." Adi unemployed.

"Akhtar is handsome, Ma'am. Similar to his father," praised Ms. Hasna's memory of his first grandchild.

"Have you seen Akhtar?"

"Yes, but just for a second. They have a picture of Akhtar after birth. Hasn't Adel ever seen one?" Hasna's mother turned to her daughter-in-law.

"Never seen it, Bun. Rendra same Dek Dita also never told."

"They are also still setting the heart, maybe not ready to tell stories and show it the same Adel Mbak. Adek sometimes still likes to cry when remembering Akhtar. Although it's sincere but sad because of kangen but not met it's stifling."

"Yes, they must be sad. Especially the Dita Deck that already contains it. Staying soon can be overwritten but it turns out fate says something else. Hopefully later if I'm pregnant I don't experience it. Not necessarily I can be as strong as Dek Dita." Adelia.

"Aamiinu. Of course I will always accompany Ai no matter what. Don't worry and think no." Adi stroked the head of his wife who was wrapped in hijab.

"Yes, Mother. Just live and enjoy the pregnancy later, Ma'am. Don't think about what happened because it's all God's secret" Mother Hasna's wise counsel.

"Yes, Bun. By the way, what are you cooking, Bun?" asked Adelia who had finished chopping the materials.

"This makes chicken soup let Adek want to eat. Sop is good at reducing nausea."

"Well, this must be delicious. Ai, can learn to make sop with mother."

"Yes, Mas. This is about learning the same mom. Where to go so don't bother me." Adelia drove her husband out of the kitchen.

"I have no friends, Ai. Dad's gone, Rendra's in the room. Mending here will see two angels of heaven who are cooking," continued Adi.

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