
As a result of Dea's previous involvement, the woman was no longer fully trusted by her husband. So at that time, after Dea put a photo of USG on Ben's forehead, she was immediately taken by her husband to the hospital for further examination.
"Bu Radea Dasha is really pregnant, sir."
The doctor's words immediately perfect Ben's smile. The man even had trouble lowering the level of the pull of his lips until he felt sore.
After a brief consultation session, Ben helped Dea out of the examination room.
"Where do you believe it?" dea asked in a cynical voice, pretending to be angry at her husband's mistrust.
"Yes, Honey. That's." Ben gently rubbed Dea's flat stomach, with a still faithful smile adorning her face.
"Yesterday after the miscarriage plan, I even said pregnant with the doctor who had earlier. That's why I also asked for the results of the USG."
"Unfortunately, I don't understand the USG photo at all."
Dea snorting ticklish. "The message doesn't believe!" sindir Dea's. "But I too, because it's so small, it doesn't seem clear where the baby is."
They laughed a little after that. Keep walking along the hospital hallway, until Ben suddenly passed a man in a white coat typical of a doctor.
"Ben?" greet the doctor warmly. He glanced at Dea with the same smile. "Your wife, Ben?"
"Yes, Doc, it's me. Dea." Ben turned to his wife for an introductory gesture. "De', this is my acquaintance, Doctor Ridwan."
Dea shook the man's hand with a polite nod and a friendly smile. After that, he immediately separated their hands, with a questioning look.
"Not stopping by for a second, Ben?" asked Dr. Ridwan while pointing to the location of his room as a signal for further examination of his condition.
Ben looked tensely at Dea, then shook his head kindly. "Later, Doc, sometime. I'm gonna take my wife home first."
Doctor Ridwan snorted amusedly hearing the word 'sometimes' it from his patient. He intends to coerce as before, but the existence of Ben's wife prevents him from doing so.
"Yes already. I'll wait for you sometime, Ben. Then, excuse me." Doctor Ridwan gave a small nod as a parting form. He also smiled at the couple.
Ben began to continue the journey with Dea who was still looking at the departure of the adult doctor.
"What's the introduction, Ben? You come here often?" ask Dea curiously.
"My father's victory, De."
"The man stopped by at the hospital. If he says at his house, I'm natural. It's weird that people like that."
Ben just smiled faintly hearing it. He continued to drive to the car in the parking lot.
"Back to restoean again? Or to the house?"
"Get to the house?" Dea asked back, entering his car.
"Make a break, maybe?" Ben got in at the wheel.
"No need. I'm healthy plus seger gini. Why should I rest?"
Ben nodded at hearing it. Then he thought of one thing. "Why are you pregnant and have no cravings?"
"No idea" replied Dea. "But I'm sick every morning."
"Since when? Kirain this morning you were just in the usual wind."
"From yesterday the day after. A Radea Dasha rarely gets in the wind! I'm sick of sending a new man to my stomach" Dea replied. He rubbed his stomach with a sigh. "When I want to. Let's trouble you."
"Newly you, De, a wife who is happy to see her husband is difficult."
"Not want to know! You have to take responsibility too! If I am made to suffer with this child of yours, you must also make it difficult for me! Anyway we should both suffer, not just me!" reply Dea with determination.
"Yes, yeah." Ben maintained a wry smile on his lips. Then it fell silent while thinking of another determination within him.
To realize that determination, Ben must nourish his own life first.
"De," call Ben carefully. "I think I'll be home late. Uh but, I'll take you home first."
Dea alert level increased. He did not hold back at all despite the objections in him, because, there is a plan that he must do later.
"Okay, Ben."
...*...
Dea waved at the departure of Ben who was riding a motorcycle. Just after her husband passed the gate, Dea drove Dika's car to follow her husband's departure. Intentionally changing cars, so that Ben does not immediately recognize himself.
Dea hopes along the way, that Ben won't meet a woman out there. Hoping that what Dion feared would not come true. Wishing that her husband was the best man that her sister and father had chosen.
Dea was very hopeful, even he closed tightly when he found the red light to realize his hopes.
The woman faithfully followed Ben's every departure. Keep trying to keep the distance of two cars between them so that her husband does not realize is being followed.
When her husband began to turn into a residential area, Dea became pounding hard. He tried to catch his breath to calm himself down, but always ended up failing. Various questions arise in his mind regarding Ben's purpose in coming here. The fact that her husband was a kara, made Dea even more agitated.
The man shouldn't have come to this kind of luxury housing without any meaningful purpose. Moreover, Dea little recognize the color of Ben's association at work—, which is an equivalent employee so it is impossible to have a luxury home in this elite housing.
Dea is increasingly hesitant to follow Ben's bike, tdtspi also reluctant to turn back. Curiosity overcame his fears. Dea continued to follow, until Ben's motorbike entered the area of a two-story luxury house with a modern design. Dea began to slow down the speed of his car while checking around the house to find out.
Dea is very curious, and Beeniat gets out of his car to find out the figure that Ben met inside the house. Accidentally, Dea glanced at the second-floor window, and found a female figure sitting there. Then when Ben— was trapped Dea—s was knocking on the door, the woman immediately ran away from her comfortable place.
The breath of Dea vibrates. He stepped on the brake, intending to turn off the car engine and followed—mengrebek—suami. However, her common sense was trying to resuscitate Dea so that the woman was looking for other safe options.
And the picture suggests something. That's Dion. So, Dea immediately pulled out the phone from her shoulder bag. With trembling hands, the woman looked for her brother's contact, then pressed 'call' before putting a screen on her ear.
Dea felt her aunt tremble, while her palm turned cold. He squeezed his own hair to prevent bad thoughts from coming to his head, but it did not help at all.
On the fourth dial, Dion's greeting was heard. Dea was in no mood for pleasantries at all, so she immediately gave a firm-pitched order to her brother.
"Recording what Ben's doing now, Mas!"