
In the morning Lidya woke up first. He saw the husband who still looked slumbering in his sleep. Then Lidya went out of the room after washing her face. He entered the kitchen because he wanted to make warm milk.
“Good morning, Madam! Can I help you?” greet ART who works at Billal's house.
“Oh, it's Bi I want to make warm milk.” Answer Lidya.
The art then makes milk for Lidya but Lidya refuses. He wants to make it himself. After that Lidya had a conversation with the middle-aged woman who is believed to have lived for a long time in Billal's house. Lidya plans to take the woman if the house is sold by her husband.
A while later Billal was awake and tidy. And so is Lidya. They both plan to return to the Vito family home after finishing their breakfast. Because Billal is sure there are still many guests who come to say his condolences.
Days change. Neither Billal nor Iqbal can linger in the city of J. Those who in fact are both entrepreneurs, can not leave the company for a long time. Finally on the 4th day of Gio's death, Iqbal and Billal decided to return to the city of B.
“Iqbal, take good care of Jenny. Especially children in the womb.” Kay said before the child and daughter-in-law went to the airport.
“Iya, Mother. Sure.” Answer Iqbal.
“You too, Billal. Do not often make your pregnant wife tired young.” Kay warned.
Billal frowned confusedly. All this time he never had his wife do something that made Lidya tired. Then why did his cousin talk as if he was torturing Lidya.
“I never make Lidya tired. I often make it en-“
Lidya quickly silenced her husband's mouth which was about to utter an unusual sentence. Because it would embarrass him even more. Suffice it to him and the husband who know the pleasure in making love, do not need to be published to others, even though it is his own brother with the intention of just joking.
“Yes I mean it. Reduce that activity, because the age of the content of Lidya is still very vulnerable if you often make love.” Say Kay lightly.
“Ck, have you advised your daughter-in-law? Jenny is also pregnant young.” Billal answered the question to Iqbal.
“You guys don't argue anymore. I will miss the plane. The important thing is that you must take good care of your wife during her pregnancy.” Cut Vito to end that little debate.
After that they immediately went to the airport. Kay let go of her daughter sadly. Because she still misses Jenny and her granddaughter Gita. But how else, his daughter-in-law also still has a busy life. Kay promised later if there was free time would fly to B town to visit Jenny's family.
The plane carrying Iqbal, Jenny, Billal and Lidya has arrived in town B after passing about an hour drive. The couple separated at the airport and they will return to their homes.
“Mas, please carry Gita. Pity him still sleepy if told to walk alone.” Jenny said to her husband when she just got off the taxi.
Jenny walked first into her room. She felt her stomach cramp a little when she just got off the plane, but she did not dare to tell her husband who would be more worried. It is better to make rest alone will certainly heal itself.
In the afternoon Jenny's stomach still hurts. Finally she told her husband and asked him to be taken to the doctor.
“Why not tell from earlier?” Iqbal was so worried to see his wife's face as to endure pain.
“I guess after I take a break it will be better, Mas. Sorry.” Jenny replied badly.
Finally Iqbal took his wife to check the womb to the hospital. And it just so happened that the doctor who used to handle Jenny was taking a leave of absence and was replaced by a new doctor.
“Good afternoon, how can I help?” greet the doctor kindly.
Iqbal and Jenny are shocked to see the doctor, who turns out to be the man who helped Jenny when she sprained her leg during a morning walk. And it is certain that the man lived in the same complex as him.
“Ehm, I want to check my content doc.” Jenny replied awkwardly, then told her the complaint.
After hearing enough of Jenny's complaint, Satria's doctor immediately asked Jenny to sleep in the gurney, because it will be done ultrasound examination.
“Wait! What will you do to my wife?” Iqbal asked when Satria's doctor would examine his wife's stomach.
“Please excuse me, Sir. I'll check your wife's content.” Answer the Satria doter kindly.
“No! I don't want you touching my wife's stomach.” Said Iqbal and made Jenny, Satria's doctor and nurse surprised.
“Mas, are you okay? You want something to happen with my content?” jenny said in a whisper.
“It's not like that, honey! Please I'm not willing-“
“Dok, you can check me now.” said Jenny quickly ignored the husband who had bent his face.
Doctor Satria and her nurse simply smiled, then immediately examined Jenny's content. The examination was taken seriously. Even the face of Doctor Satria looked serious.
“Do you remove blood spots, Mistress?” ask doctor Satria and Jenny to shake her head.
Doctor Satria ended the examination and asked Jenny to sit back, then explained about the results of the examination just now.
“Almost you had a miscarriage, Mistress. Fortunately you immediately check your content and not to remove blood spots.” Doctor Satria.
Both Jenny and Iqbal were shocked to hear that. There was regret in Jenny's heart not telling her husband since the airport, but she was also grateful that her fetus was still safe.
“I will give you a booster drug for Madam. And I ask you for a total bedrest until your content has really improved. Later if this medicine is finished, you can come back here again. I'll check your fetal condition.” Doctor Satria.
“Good, Doc. Thank you.” Jenny.
After that they both came out of the poly room. Iqbal became anxious after learning about his wife's condition.
“Honey, from now on if there are any complaints it is better to immediately say. Don't keep it like this. What happens if you didn't say that your stomach hurts?” Iqbal said when he was in the car.
“I'm sorry, Mas. I just don't want to worry you.” Jenny replied while looking down.
“You are all my responsibility. It's only natural that I'm worried. It's all for the safety of our son. Please, I don't want something like this to happen again.” Iqbal said, trying to stay calm.
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*TBC
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