Juminten Charm
CHAPTER 39

Juminten holds his stomach, for some reason suddenly his stomach feels stiff to make it difficult to move.

"Abang, sick!" yells restrained.

Eka was excited, confused by what happened to her sister-in-law. Attempted to contact Bambang, but there was no answer. Seeing Juminten who was about to faint, Eka immediately ran to catch him.

But, Juminten tried hard not to faint. Trying to fight his stomach pain. His hand reflexively pulled his brother's hand to stroke his stomach.

Fuck the law of the nunnery! All it takes now, her stomach is healed and her fetus is fine. Eka who understood the meaning of her sister-in-law, stroked her stomach slowly.

Suddenly, Bambang came by brutally opening the door of the house.

Brak!

"What brother means, touch my wife! SHE'S MY WIFE, BANG!" Bambang stared intently at his brother who touched his wife.

"He is your wife! But, the wife you snub!" reply Eka.

Bambang was ready to clench his hand to his brother's face. Seeing his wife standing up and collapsing, made him undo his blow.

"Hurry and get your wife to the hospital!" shout Eka.

"Well, why the hospital? At home first!" Bambang just relaxed, then put his wife to sleep on a chair.

"Foolish nature, don't keep it! YOUR WIFE IS PREGNANT! SATISFIED!" making Bambang stunned by his brother's speech.

Seeing her sister who was just silent, Eka immediately held her sister-in-law, to be brought to the practice of midwives near her home just by foot. Along the way Eka does not stop grumbling to encourage pregnant women and prospective puppets. "You guys are strong! You're strong! Come on, you guys are strong! "

Lucky midwife practice is still open and quiet, because the time is eleven at night. Eka immediately shouted to her midwife, "Mother midwife, please! Help me!"

The assistant midwife immediately allowed Eka to lay down the patient. Visible assistant deftly helps Juminten to quickly wake up. While Eka, still with her hands and knees shaking sat away.

"His mother, drink first. Rilex, um." The senior midwife served him a glass of warm tea. Eka immediately drank it only once. Ignoring the heat in his mouth was also the throat.

"Alhamdulillah, his wife is dead, sir!" Eka tried to swallow the saliva. Wife? If that were true, he would be happy.

"No, I'm his sister-in-law." the midwife who heard him was shocked.

"Where's her husband?"

"See, it looks like it's on its way here."

Eka tried to contact Bambang many times, but nil. There's no reply at all.

"Mom, I'll go home first. Titip my sister-in-law, for a second. I'm gonna go get her husband."

Eka immediately walked home, but ZONK! The main perpetrator left with his motorcycle without a message or phone. Eka gritted her teeth, seeing the cowardly behavior of her sister. Cheih, sister! What kind of sister would that be. Eka immediately returned to the midwife, Bambang problem let the final business.

"Sorry Mom, my sister is still shaking. Not strong enough to come here. So, I am sent to represent him." said Eka lie in order to keep Juminten's feelings is also his good name.

The midwife took a deep breath, "I'm not good, discussing the problem of the relationship of the bed with the masnya. She's not married yet."

Eka smiled, "I'm 27 years old, Mom. God willing, I know more or less the world of bed. Although not yet felt it. "

"Well, it's young. Doesn't look like an adult."

Their chatter came to a halt as Juminten ran in a hurry to a nearby sink. Juminten spewed out all the food in his stomach. Eka swiftly stepped on her nape.

Hoek!

Hoek!

Juminten grew weaker, until his face and lips turned deathly pale. The assistant midwife helped him lie down.

"Sorry, mom. Looks like Mbak Juminten needs intravenous fluids. My advice is better to take him to the hospital. So that it can be handled also with the obstetrician."

I am getting more worried and confused. Tried to call his sister again, but was stopped. Finally, he was forced to ask for help from Father and Mother.

Tut!

Tut!

"Assalamualaikum, sister. What's the matter?" the cute voice of my mother answering her phone.

"Waalaikumsalam, there it is..Maks. Eka is shaking, Mom! Just sit down for a while." Looking for a seat outside the room.

Eka took a deep breath, as a heavy decision contacted both of Juminten's parents.

" Breathe again, Bang! " Eka took her breath back.

"Fine.."

"Yes, my mom was here. What's up,bang?"

"Juminten.."

"Juminten why?"

"Ha-pregnant!"

"What child is pregnant?" it seems Rohaya is also experiencing slow loading aka lola.

Eka who became his listener became confused. One side wants to laugh, but the other side gets confused explaining it. Like someone in a dilemma.

"Bang, I asked you how diem."

"Pregnant with Bambang, Mommy?"

"Bambang isn't his sister, brother?"

"Yes, Juminten's husband, Mother's son! Mak, please be aware!" Eka squatted her hair, a sense of dizziness afflicted her.

"Astaghfiullah! Juminten's pregnant!"

"Call Mak, call it! Allah! God!" saut Udin's on the phone. It looks like they're in the room.

"Yes.. Ja.. Sir. Allah! Allah! Yes, I did call. Mother lemes it feels."

"Hello, Assalamualaikum!"

"Waalaikumsalam, sir! Sir, Juminten's been referred to the hospital. Please go to the midwife practice near home. Now yes, sir!"

Eka immediately turned off her phone call. Removing the sweat on his forehead. This incident happened again, when he accompanied his mother in the hospital alone.

Eka was still sitting in front, while looking for the wind as well as making sense to contact her sister.

Before long the sound of the car came. Both of Juminten's parents got out of the car, it seemed like Udin was driving at high speed. In just fifteen minutes they arrived.

"Abang, help! Mom licks. Help me!" Rohaya asks Eka to welcome his outstretched hand.

Eka immediately welcomed Mom's hand, helping her sit in the front seat of the midwife practice. "Why can you jet lag, why are you speeding?"

"Ka-lau speeding, it's common work Father. But, if it hits the fence of your own house for the first time!" Rohaya still regulated his breathing. "Where is Juminten now?"

"Again inside, Mom. I think he's sleeping, he's been vomiting."

Rohaya immediately went inside, greeted with his midwife and assistant. Apparently, they're still there.

"Juminten's Mother's Family?" answered Rohaya's nod. "Please sit!" Rohaya immediately sat his body in front of the midwife.

"Look, Mother. Last time his brother-in-law came here to deliver Juminten in a state of stomach cramps and his body weak."

"After I checked, there was a trace of sp*rma fluid in vag*na mbak Juminten. Because, the gestational age is still young so susceptible to contractions. Juminten's mother was also vomiting making her body more limp."

The midwife takes out an envelope containing a referral letter. "This is a referral from me, to the HOSPITAL ASWA SARA so that it is immediately handled properly, also Mbak Juminten to be supervised by an obstetrician. "

"Thank you, ma'am. How much do you pay, huh?"

"No, we didn't do anything."

"Thank you."

Rohaya soon meets his son who is flying limp on the bed. "Jum! Frm!" Patting his son's cheek.

Juminten immediately opened his eyes, then smiled to see his mother who came. Seeing the state of his son like that, Rohaya shed his tears.

"Come, go to the hospital, boy!" Juminten nodded weakly.