Love of a Nausea
Destiny of love

💗Madji💗

Let's just say the conflict here is over, Sean's problem, Reza's problem.

Sometimes we do not have to bother to dirty hands to repay someone's evil deeds. Believe me, God is always with us. He who never sleeps has prepared a wonderful scenario for believers. May we be among those in it. Aamiins.

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Gramedia bookstore is an option for Maya and Adji couples to spend the night weekly. Actually it was still noon, they left while looking for a suitable lunch spot before venturing on shelves full of books.

Maya walks side by side with the husband, they are joined hands or embrace like other couples. Just look at each other and smile.

Take the escalator to the third floor, where novels, comics, and other books are located. Because for the floor is special for children's books. And the first floor is special for office stationery.

"Bang, I'm into the novel section, yeah." Maya patted her husband on the shoulder for permission to go to the shelf containing the novel in the corner of the room on the right.

"Well, I went there, yeah. There's a book I want to find."

They split up for a moment. Towards the large shelves containing the books of their choice. Maya walks towards an Islamic novel. Dozens of titles are listed there. One title caught his attention. "Waiting for the Heart."

He read the blurb at the back of the novel. A married couple who have been married for almost eight years and have not had a child. In their near despair, God finally gave the trust in the ninth year of marriage with a pair of twins.

Maya's lips pulled to the side, then rubbed her stomach. However, he did not take the novel for purchase. He walked toward another shelf containing books about pregnancy.

One by one the book lined up he read the title, he smiled when he saw the one book he was looking for. "Strong Tips Natural Ways to Get Pregnant Fast."

With the book, Maya did not buy any novels or other books. That book is all he needs. Because, he felt jealous when he saw his coworkers who had just been married for a month immediately pregnant, while he? 

Maya also looks for her husband to another part. Adji was talking to a veiled woman. He just frowned, the tall-nosed woman he had never seen. Even a woman who had come to see her husband while in the hospital. But, it could have been if it was another tan college.

Not wanting to be prejudiced like before, Maya also walked up to her husband.

"Bang," call Maya softly.

The woman before him gasped, as did Adji. "Eh, you've been looking for the book?" ask Adji.

"Udah."

"What book?"

Maya didn't tell me what book she was holding. He hugged her in front of his chest, ashamed that until the woman in front of him knew she was looking for a baby about pregnancy.

"Who?" tanya Maya switched the conversation.

"Oh, eum, i-this, Nabila. My friend at school" replied Adji nervously.

The two women shake hands. The Nabila woman looked at Maya from top to bottom, then she smiled.

"Who are you, Yu?" ask Nabila to Adji.

"Oh, my wife."

Nabila just nodded, he could not believe the man who had been to school with him was married. Even though their age is still young.

"Well, congratulations, yes, Yu. I didn't think you were married." She smiled at the two of them.

"Oh yeah, Yu, I'm going downstairs first, yeah." Even if I say goodbye to them.

"Yes, be careful" Adji told the woman who had walked away.

Adji stared at Nabila's departure until he went down the escalator stairs. There was a lot of longing for the girl of his school friend. Because the woman who made him know Islam, the woman who once filled his heart first, the woman was also the one he had been wanting to meet.

Adji sighed softly, lowered his head, regretting in his heart for not having time to ask Nabila's mobile number. There were many things he wanted to ask, and also tell the woman.

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At exactly 20:00, Denis sat pensively in the living room. The television that had been on since wasn't even watched. He looked up at the ceiling, his heart still could not determine whether he would actually propose to Arin, or not.

Honestly, he loved the girl so much, even loved her. However, he is not sure if he proposes to her in the near future. It will also be discussed during the wedding. He is not ready yet, even though many friends his age already have children.

"Den, is there a problem?" Hardi who had been watching her son was curious.

At the grave last night, Denis looked moody and uninspired. That's why Hardi wanted to investigate.

"I'm confused, Pah."

"Why? Work?"

"No, Arin."

"Wheel? Your boyfriend?"

"No, Pah. I was rejected at Maya's wedding. Uh now his dad even told me to say he was spying."

"Well, that's good. When's? Papa's ready, really. Papa's mummy at home. Age, Den."

"Well, the Papah even sneered. Don't know, Pah. I have to talk to Arinnya first. He really didn't want to marry me. He's still in college, Pah."

"Yes, you guys talk about it. Papa is always ready anyway."

"Thank you, Pah."

Hardi then got up from his seat and walked towards his room. Denis is still thinking about how to convince himself to get married. At least two of them knew that his father was supportive.

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Heavy rain poured down on the weekly nights of Adji and Maya, they were trapped in a fast food restaurant. Wait for the rain to subside while enjoying warm lemon tea. Their food was gone half an hour ago.

Maya rubbed her palms in the cold, the husband who was looking at her grabbed and clasped her hands. Adji gave a smile, and his wife leaned her head against his shoulder. Trying to find warmth. No matter the other visitors around them.

"I'm gonna ask you, can I?" ask Maya.

"By the way."

"When it was, your ex?"

"No, but, he was the first to motivate me to get to know Islam better."

"Oh yeah?" Maya raised her head to look at her husband.

"Do you like her?" shoot Maya.

Adji smiled a little. "Maybe I've liked her, but that was before I met you. Are you jealous again?"

"It turns out your past is still hanging around."

"Last I've all lived memories. He's just my fondest memory, even though we never had a relationship. But, because of her, led me to embrace the same religion as you. So, I can marry you."

Maya blushed again, sure enough the husband said. If only he hadn't changed his beliefs, and become a convert. Maybe she'll never meet her husband. Or maybe he died in the train at that time. Destiny, destiny that has united the two.

"I'm scared" said Maya.

"Fear what the hell, Yank?"

"Lost you."

"Well, I won't leave you, where does anyone want to be like a rich scavenger? It's just you." Adji pulls his wife's nose in a fit of rage.

"Yes but, right, you're handsome, Bang. Now it's not a scavenger anymore."

"Yes if I leave you, it means I do not work anymore in papa's office, yes at most I turned into a scavenger. Where do you want those girls to be like me."

"Astaghfirullah, Mayang. Good thing in public places, if at home I've already woofed you." Adji is anxious and pinches his wife's cheek.

"It hurts, Bang."

"Like it but, right."

Maya smiled a little. The happiness he feels right now. All has been answered, his heart no longer wonders about who the veiled woman named Nabila was. She believed and believed one hundred percent with her husband, that he would be faithful to her as well as to her.

Adji is different from Adji a year ago. Where they first met. Maya feels that her husband is growing older and more responsible. His age is young, even far below it.

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Three months have passed, Maya feels her body is not feeling well. The sound of the dawn adhan who was reverberating since earlier was unable to move his body. His lower stomach was in pain, almost his entire body was in pain.

"Darling, don't you pray?" Adji, who had just come from the bathroom to make ablution, saw his wife still lying in bed.

There was no word from Maya's mouth, her body shivered, while Adji who did not pay attention immediately took a sarong and peci for congregational prayers in the mosque.

"Yes, I went to the mosque first, yeah."

Adji stepped out of the house. The wife just stared from her bed. She wanted to say that her body hurt after her husband returned from the mosque.

Waiting for her husband to return from the mosque. Maya tries to get up and get out of bed. Trudgingly he stepped towards the kitchen to grab a glass of water. After drinking, he felt his stomach as full and turbulent. Without a second thought, he ran to the bathroom.

"Hoek, hoek." Maya spits out her stomach.

He rubbed his hair back that was wet with sweat. Then water the former vomit which is just water. Many times he vomited, because nausea spread in his body.

Feeling good, Maya also walked back inside after finishing ablution. The morning prayer he dualikan himself, while enduring the nausea that is still felt. Finished the salutation sound was heard before him.

"Assalamualaikum," said Adji as he entered the room.

"Waalaikum salam" Maya answered, rising from her seat and greeting her husband. However, immediately his body was limp and almost fell if Adji's hand did not immediately catch his body.

"May, are you okay?  What's wrong with you, May? You sick? Astaghfirullah, your body is this cold. Your clothes too, why you?" Adji panicked to see his wife's pale face.  He also put her on the bed.

Adji makes warm tea for his wife. Again, just a mouthful of drinking, Maya regurgitated the contents.

"In the wind, huh?" tanya Adji rubbed the wife's forehead.

Maya just shook her head weakly. She could not answer her husband's question. His body is really weak. Even he remembered what food he had eaten last night, until vomiting like that.

"Let's go to the doctor, yeah. I don't want you to do anything. Now you rest first. I make porridge let your stomach fill and not sting." Adji again rubbed his wife's head and kissed her forehead gently.

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"Congratulations, yes, sir. Your wife is pregnant" said a female doctor who just finished checking Maya's condition.

The veiled doctor greeted Adji, a smile on both faces. Adji immediately hugged the wife tightly, his eyes sparkled and gently rubbed his wife's flat stomach.

"Thank God, O Allah. I finally succeeded, soon I will be a father," said Adji Haru.

"Thank you, yeah, honey." Adji kissed his wife's face so happy. He was not ashamed to do it in front of the doctor.

Adji and Maya sit in front of the doctor.

"How long have you been married?" ask the doctor.

"A year more, Doc."

"Owh, speeding. You guys got married young, huh? Pleasure …." The doctor smiled happily to see the happy couple.

Both of them just smiled a little.

"Sir, Adji. Mother Maya's content is weak, so two should bedrest. Can not work hard first, later I give vitamin booster content," explained the doctor.

"Owh, so, huh, Doc? But everything's normal, right?"

"Thank God everything is normal, and Mother Maya's content has entered seven weeks. Once again congratulations, yes, for Maya and Mr. Adji. It's a vitamin recipe that needs to be redeemed." The doctor handed the prescription paper to Maya.

"Thank you, Doc." Maya and Adji greet the doctor before leaving the room.

Adji invites Maya to sit in a waiting chair, waiting for a call from the direction of the pharmacy. From the doctor's office, Adji clasped his wife's hand and kissed her occasionally.

Maya who saw feeling happy, she also felt that she had succeeded in applying the tips from the book she had bought. From that book he began to learn to live healthy, regulate diet, sleep patterns and even position when in touch. Also set the schedule of fertile period, although sometimes like someone past the day not to perform husband and wife worship. For a reason, like her husband who is tired all day of work not to mention after work must be in college too.

Shortly after the sound of the speaker was heard calling Adji's name, he stepped towards the front. Take the vitamins and complete the transaction and then return to the wife's seat.

"Come, Honey. We're home."

They both walked out of the hospital. Still with a flowery heart and happy to hear the news of the wife's pregnancy, Adji walked carefully following his wife's steps.

His feelings were never that happy, for Adji the most beautiful thing he got at the moment when he would soon be crowned a young father. It is inconceivable when the child was born, grew up and played together, calling him father. If only his father were alive, he would be happy too. Having a granddaughter from him, the child who was almost burned at that time will now have a child.

"Well, that's not Mr RT?" tanya Maya pointed towards the front of the ER.

Adji immediately looked over. "Yes, who's sick, huh?"

Maya shook her head, Adji also invited his wife to approach their Pak RT who was looking anxious walking pacing in front of the room.

"Sorry, Sir. Who's sick?" ask Adji.

Cahyo turned her head when Adji asked her. "What are you doing here?" tanyakanya.

"Eum, here, sir. Thank God my wife is pregnant. What are you doing here yourself? Who's sick?"

"Well, congratulations, yes, son Adji, Mother Maya. Sa-I'm here because, Arin …." Cahyo rubbed her pale face.

"Wheel? Why, Arin?"

"So he slipped in the bathroom, probably hit his head on the edge of the toilet.  He fainted, it's been an hour inside, the doctor hasn't come out."

"Astaghfirullah's. The patient, sir."

"Thank you, Adji's son."

Adji told his wife to sit in the waiting chair. He was also worried to hear the news, how not, Arin had considered his own brother, even the family of Pak Cahyo was like his family. Just a week ago, a proposal event took place at his residence. And the girl looks so beautiful when welcoming the presence of her future husband.

Fifteen minutes they waited, a doctor and a nurse came out of the ER room.

"How's my son doing, Doc?" ask Cahyo worriedly.

Adji and Maya stand in front of the doctor waiting for the results of the examination. The doctor looked closely at Arin's father. Then breathe out slowly.

"Sorry, Sir. We've tried our best. There is a broken blood vessel at the back of the father's daughter's head, resulting in nerve damage in the head. Until the father's daughter is not saved" explained the doctor.

"Doctor mean?" Both of Cahyo's eyes started to turn red. Trying to hold back her tears that were about to spill. He still hoped that what he had heard just now was wrong.

"The father's daughter is dead."

"Innalillahi wa innailaihi roji'un."

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