
Raka had left for the office ten minutes before half-eight. Raka took the time to kiss Runi's forehead and lips before leaving, so that all the worries lodged in Runi's chest instantly disappeared.
Runi waved at Raka's shrinking body carried by his big motor. His lips held a smile, as if he had long since found his long-lost favorite. And sure enough, a little softness Raka this morning managed to make it lulled.
Yeah, Raka's just tired of working. Her husband must often overtime because it is true that he is currently harvesting oil palm. The whipuan from the sale of oil palm from giant plantations with hundreds of hectares owned by Pak Baskara is certainly worth billions of rupiah in one harvest.
Runi stepped into his house as soon as Raka's body disappeared with his big motor behind the bend. He had breakfast with Raka just now, but he could not force his stomach to receive much food. Nausea still ambushed him, but he tried to refrain from removing the contents of his stomach in front of Raka. He is afraid that Raka's appetite will disappear, but again this Raka already wants to eat the food of his cooking.
When intending to get rid of the dishes and dirty glasses used to eat Raka who apparently slippery toilet without rest, accidentally Runi smelled the smell of mangut catfish on the plate. No doubt, the nausea back ambushed him. He ran to the bathroom to vomit the stomach contents, not only once, but many times until the bitter stomach acid came out.
Runi gasps on the bathroom floor. Really, he's never felt this sick before. Was it because he was already over-exorcising his body working too hard? Besides being forced to overtime at night because of his piling up work, he did suffer from sleep difficulties because there was no Raka beside him. Her husband even looks so strange these days. Starting from the hair loss attached to Raka's shirt, citrus fresh perfume that is not Raka's perfume, clothes that often flounder when Runi knows very well if it does not belong to her husband, and not to mention Raka who often comes home at night or even does not go home at all.
However, well. Runi tried to be heartened not to think of anything bad anymore. After all, in the end if he was sick like this, who would lose if not himself?
"My work is still a lot. I have to go to the doctor to get well quickly," thought Runi determinedly.
***
"Do you stay up a lot?" Doctor Ditya asked while examining the limp body of Runi on the bed of the patient. He was scheduled for morning picket at Puskesmas Merbayu.
"Yes, Doc. If I do not stay up later my work is not finished, hehehe," said Runi.
"Hmmm, your blood pressure is very low, Runi," rich Doctor Ditya while checking the tension Runi. He asked, "What are you on a diet, what?"
"No, Doc. Why do I use diet-diet everything," elak Runi while laughing.
"Can you wake up?" Asked Ditya Doctor when the examination was finished he did. Runi nodded slowly, then the doctor Ditya invited Runi back to sit on the check chair. He asked again, "Hmmm, but your body is very limp, Runi. Do you eat less?"
"Oh, that. Anu, Doc. I have no appetite anymore."
"Well, how can you?" Asked Doctor Ditya with a frown. "Eat it, your body is thin like this, Runi. Don't use any diet."
"No dieting intentions, actually, doc. I've only been feeling a little nauseous for a few days."
"That's two days, Doc. But it's usually not this bad. I can still endure the nausea, at least I feel a little dizzy. My body also feels lemes, males ngapain," replied Runi.
"Hmm." Doctor Ditya muttered softly. Then, she asked the investigator, "When was the last time you menstruated?"
"Ah, that!" Runi gasped and her heart pounded incoherently. Sebersit hoped to appear in his mind, voicing an answer to all his prayers during this one year over the presence of a tiny creature in his womb. But is this really the time?
"When was the last time you got in the way, Runi?" Doctor Ditya asked again because after being asked, Runi was just dumbfounded.
"I-i ..." Runi stuttered as she searched for her last menstrual date. "My schedule is a little messy, Doc. The date is never necessarily every month. In fact, I often do not menstruate in the span of one or two months. So ... So ... I don't know exactly when the last time I menstruated."
"Hmmm," Dokyer Ditya nodded his head. He got up from his chair to a closet. He took something white from inside, then handed it to Runi. "Try checking using this tool. After that, tell me immediately what the result is."
Runi received the small flat object with her hands and chest pounding. He's not never seen that thing. Precisely at the beginning of his marriage, almost every month he always uses it. Even in the second month of marriage, the results of this tool have also shown positive. Only, the fetus that lives in his womb can only survive for eight weeks.
A few months after having a miscarriage, Runi was still persistent in doing a pregnancy test. But because the results that he and Raka want do not come, then the last half year he has not been too concerned with being pregnant or not himself.
***
Runi's tears spread as soon as the test results of the tool were exactly as he expected. Runi felt so eager to cry.
Line two! Something that he and Raka have been waiting for this year, since their marriage a year ago, and since he lost a fetus in his womb ten months ago.
Runi out of the bathroom. He drew closer to Dokyer Ditya's desk and with a quiver, his hand extended the result of the tesplack he was carrying.
"Hmmm," Ditya smiled wryly at the test results that Runi brought. He felt so sad, because the girl as innocent and beautiful as Runi must have a husband like Raka. Though he knew, how loyal Raka was to Widuri. Ditya also knew, how deep the relationship between Raka and Widuri when they were still dating a long time ago. And now when he heard Widuri back, Doctor Ditya could not guarantee if Raka's love for Widuri had disappeared completely.
Ditya Dokyer said to Runi, "Please wait in the waiting chair, Runi. Later you will be called in the gynecology. You will be examined by the midwife who is currently on duty, namely Midwife Atun."
"Thank you very much, Doc!" said Runi seraya passed.
***