Marry me, Brother
Pregnant

Arriving at home, Indhi immediately took a bath and cleaned her body that felt so sticky. After spending nearly half an hour soaking, the woman came out of the bathroom and immediately put on her nightgown.

Indhi went down to the kitchen to get some drinking water, but when she reached the kitchen her stomach was turbulent, the woman felt the nausea and her stomach was pressing to get out. Indhi ran into the bathroom not far from the kitchen, the woman spewed out all her entrails.

“Ndi, you why?” tanya Tika mom was caught up with her son to the bathroom, even though the woman was busy in the kitchen.

“Mother cook what the hell, the smell makes nausea,” instead of answering his mother's question, Indhi even asked Bu Tika back.

“Mother again sauteed garlic earlier, the intention is to cook kale,” replied bu Tika potluck.

“Indeed mom hasn't had dinner yet? Why do nights cook?”

“So I've eaten, it's hungry again. Keep in the refrigerator there kale ya already mom cook aja.”

“Ya I've continued again, Indhi wants to go to the room. Mother's cooking made me dizzy,” Indhi said then she went back up to her room and forgot the water she was going to take.

“Is she pregnant?” tera Bu Tika because Indhi does not usually vomit just because of garlic sauteing. “Hopefully,” added bu Tika with a smile.

While in the room, Indhi broke down her limp body. The girl stared at the ceiling of the room and suddenly missed her husband.

“Did I start loving sister? Good then, at least I don't have to hurt him anymore,” he said.

Indhi changed her position, now she tilted her body and hugged the bolster as a substitute for her husband. It feels so cold, usually she will sleep in the arms of the husband is very warm, but in the next few days she must hold the curiosity in the embrace of her husband.

When going to sleep suddenly Indhi remembered a thing, the woman pulled a box-shaped object stored under the closet, Indhi climbed the object and was surprised to see the number written on it.

“Raise two kilos,” screeches while closing his mouth.

Indhi kept the scales back, the girl then reflected and noticed her slightly different body shape.

“Since when has my payu*daraku been this big?” tanyanya. Indhi then held her chest that looked enlarged, the girl grimaced with pain in the area of payu*dara, the girl,

“Do I want to menstruate?” guess again. “Or am I pregnant? Yesterday was still negative. I'd better call Doctor Nanda to be clear.” Indhi then reached for his phone and contacted Dr. Nanda, Obstetrician who is also his colleague.

“Hallo Ndi, what's up? Tumben phone nights?” greet Nanda when the call is connected.

“Hallo Nan, sorry to interrupt these nights. I want something Nan,” replied Indhi.

“Yes, ask aja,” said Doctor Nanda please.

“Nan, the characteristics of rich pregnant people how the hell?” ask Indhi though a little embarrassed.

“You pregnant?” instead of answering, Doctor Nanda asked Indhi again.

“Maybe, I'm not sure yet.”

“Udah late menstruation how many days?” ask Doctor Nanda.

“Almost ten days.”

“Is there a change in your body? For example, payu*dara is larger and feels pain when in the grip, continue the lower abdomen feels tight.”

“Tomorrow after waking up try to check urine, if the result is positive for rest hours tomorrow meet me let me check it,” said Doctor Nanda.

“Oke Nan, thank you yes.”

“Sama-sama. Well, Doctor Ilham must be very happy if you are really pregnant,” said Doctor Nanda who still does not know the truth about Indhi's marriage.

“Nan, I did not marry Doctor Ilham, did you not hear gossip at the Hospital?” indhi tries to clear up her friend's misunderstanding.

“What rumors? Who do you marry? I do not know any oath, when you marry me again outside the city at that time,” Doctor Nanda seemed so surprised.

“I married Doctor Kevin,” honest Indhi.

“What?” doctor Nanda's cry doesn't believe. “He’s your brother?

“I explain tomorrow. Once again thank you Nan.”

Indhi then ended the call, impatiently waiting until morning, Indhi decided to check it now.

“I'm pregnant?” she muttered after seeing the two red lines on her pregnancy test kit, although one of the lines was still faintly visible.

“Better tomorrow morning I check it again.”

Indhi could not sleep, but because she missed her husband, she also could not wait for the next morning and make sure about her pregnancy. I don't know what time the woman finally fell asleep. When morning arrived, Indhi again checked his urine.

“Positive, I'm pregnant,” murmured with a smile, he then stroked his flat stomach. “Thank you for coming son, maybe with your presence momy can love your dady.”

Indhi could not help his happiness, a marriage that was originally only for revenge actually brought him to start a new life that is much more colorful, a marriage that is not based on love actually makes him always happy.

After preparing, Indhi went down to the ground floor and met his mother who was preparing breakfast with bi Sumi.

“Mother,” call Indhi out loud, her smile so wide that she shows her teeth.

“Why are you so happy?” tanya Tika was astonished.

“Surprise,” Indhi showed her pregnancy test kit.

Bu Tika stared intensely at the object in her daughter's hand, two red lines printed there made Ms. Tika smother her own mouth. “You pregnant? Mom will be a grandmother,” said Bu Tika, his old face looks so happy, so happy he even cried. “Bi see bi, we will be grandmothers,” said bu Tika while showing Indhi's pregnancy test kit, the two women hug each other and cry full day.

Although bi Sumi is only a domestic assistant, but Tika and her children already consider bi Sumi like their family, because bi Sumi has been working with Tika since the woman was just married. Bi Sumi is a living witness to the struggle of Bu Tika since her husband lived.

“Congratulations non, it feels like just yesterday aunt changed diapers non Indhi, now non Indhi is an adult and soon to be a mother,” said bi Sumi while wiping her tears.

“Thank you bi. Mother and aunt must always be healthy so that later you can take care of your grandchildren,” said Indhi, the young woman then embraced the two people who mean in her life, a mother who has given birth to him and a caregiver who has cared for him since he was a child.

That is how humans should be, there is no need to create a difference just because of status alone. Life is so beautiful when we value and respect each other, as rich and as poor as we are, in the eyes of our Lord it remains the same, only Faith and Taqwa distinguish how noble we are in the eyes of God.

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