It's not my fault for taking your wife
BSMI 03's

That day Aunt Sum accompanied Giany to the hospital by taxi. Desta was never interested and did not care about the condition of his future child who was growing in Giany's womb. For him it is better to go to work than to accompany Giany to check the content.

Upon arrival in polystyrene, the queue is quite long. Giany is in the final queue. He sat in a long chair with Aunt Sum. His gaze was fixed on a beautiful girl who was playing a Barbie doll. Giany threw a faint smile as the little girl's gaze led to him. However, instead of returning a smile, the girl looked quite upset at Giany who was looking at her.

"Bak Giany wants a drink, no? The queue is long. Later Mbak Giany tired of waiting," asked Bibi Sum.

"No need, Auntie. I want to take a quick walk ahead."

"Yes, be careful."

To get rid of the boredom waiting in line, Giany chose to take a walk around the hospital park. He glanced at a pregnant woman who was walking around the hospital corridor. It seems to be walking while waiting for the opening process.

Actually that's not what concerns Giany. However, the figure of a man who faithfully accompanied his wife. In his mind asked, will Desta someday do so for him, will Desta's heart be knocked and accompany him like any other husband? Ah, do not expect too much, because Desta did not want Giany at all, let alone the child in the womb. The marriage they had was a misfortune for Desta.

Realizing that, Giany could only wipe his tears.

"Maysha don't, her head will hurt!" Shouted a woman disperse Giany's daydream.

He looked at the source of the voice. A woman was trying to put a damper on a boy who was banging his head against a wall. Giany's eyebrows pucker up a confused omen. He still remembered, a flat and grumpy-looking little girl who had been waiting in line with him.

Not wanting anything bad to happen, Giany immediately approached the little girl. Hugging and trying to calm. Although the little boy named Maysha continued to rebel, battering Giany's body with his hands. However, Giany was getting a hug.

"Darling, why was his head hit? Don't yes ... Later his head hurt," he said as he gently rubbed the little girl's head.

There was no response or speech as a form of rejection when Giany put the boy's head on his chest. He was silent, only his hand hit Giany with the rest of his strength.

A few minutes passed, Maysha looked calmer. No longer rebelling like that. Giany then crouched down, rubbing Maysha's innocent face.

"Dear sister, why? What's his name, honey?"

Silent! Maysha did not answer. Only his chocolate bead now stared at Giany. It was nothing like that when he stared in anger.

"His name is Maysha, Big Brother," replied the middle-aged woman accompanying the boy.

"Oh, Maysha. Called good. His name is Giany. Maysha, don't knock her head off again, yeah. Later Maysha's head bleeds and hurts."

Maysha did not answer. His face was almost expressionless. Makes the frown on Giany's forehead go deeper. I don't know why the boy was so hard to answer. Giany hasn't even heard a word come out of Maysha's mouth.

A soft landing pat on Giany's shoulder. A middle-aged woman who looked very friendly smiled. "This is my grandson. Lately he's been having tantrums a lot."

"What is tantrum, ma'am?"

"A condition in which an emotional outburst occurs. If Maysha was angry or sad and could not express her, she would scream and cry. Sometimes he hurt himself. Maysha also couldn't say a word."

Giany looked at the beautiful five-year-old girl who was hugging him tightly. There is a sense of pity to see his condition.

"I'm so sad, Mom."

Giany then squatted in front of Maysha. Gently rubbed the little girl's face. He could see the sadness in his eyes. "Maysha Darling ... Don't be sad anymore. Want to hug brother?"

Maysha was silent, but her body quickly responded. He hugged Giany tightly, as if he did not want to let go.

"Mbak Giany, it's soon to be his turn. Come quickly in," call Aunt Sum who is standing on the other end.

"Yes, Bi" he answered. Then I looked back at Maysha. "So, don't go in first. We'll meet again sometime." Giany stood up from his crouching position, then looked at Bu Dini. "Come, Madam ... I first ..."

"Please .." replied the woman with a friendly smile.

Giany left Maysha still frozen, he just stared at Giany's back slowly away, as if not willing to part with Giany.

"Maysha, let's wait for Dad in the car. In a moment, dad is also out" said the oma.

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"Excuse me, Doctor .." Giany said as he entered the doctor's office.

"Please come in" replied a male doctor kindly.

Dr. Allan Hadikusuma, a 32-year-old obstetrician. His face was handsome with a friendly smile that always adorned his face.

He invited Giany to sit down. Ask a few things like name, age and address. Then start checking blood pressure and others. As much as possible, Giany was relaxed, although in fact he was uncomfortable if he had to be examined by a male doctor.

"Mother complaints during pregnancy?" tanyakanya.

"Just limp and nauseous, Doc. Last morning the stomach hurt a bit," Giany replied making Doctor Allan nod.

Every now and then, the man seemed to steal a glance as Giany lowered his head. Doctor Allan focused on the bruise around Giany's face.

"Please lie down, Mom. We're USG first, yes." she asked. "Sus, please help."

With the help of a nurse, Giany climbed into the bed.

The nurse put on a thin blanket of white, then pulled the clothes worn by Giany to the bottom of the chest, then rubbed the cold gel. Doctor Allan was about to put the device over Giany's stomach.

While Giany was embarrassed if parts of his body were touched and seen by other men, reflexes pulled a thin blanket that covered the lower part of his body. Made Doctor Allan look at him.

"Why closed?"

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