Mathelina
Chapter 17's

This is Not Dating!

Matthew loosened his tie, climbed the stairs tiredly. His face looked tired, and his eyes started to get sleepy. Fortunately, he was using a driver, so he fell asleep in the car on the way home.

It seemed, he could at least wake up too early. He wondered, women who wake up every morning, make breakfast, work, and do homework can be as strong as it is to withstand drowsiness and fatigue. This is all Matthew was planning on lying in bed. But she remembers having to make milk for the mother of her baby.

Matthew yawned as he reached in front of the room. But he was surprised, passing by Elina who had just come out of her room. In his hand was a bedsheet and a blanket he wore last night.

"Sorry, I just change the sheets, pillowcases, and blankets," Elina explained, but no one asked.

"Hmmm...." That was the only answer, then Matthew yawned again while covering his mouth.

"I'll excuse you first" said Elina, understanding that the man was time for a break.

"Elina," called Matthew, just a few steps away.

Elina. "Yes?"

Matthew termangu. I feel a little embarrassed to say this. But the woman is waiting there, so get rid of that attitude, and start saying it. "Wait for me in the backyard, I want to make you milk."

Instead of nodding, Elina did not respond at all. He glanced down, seeming to be deciding something. "You rest, let me make milk."

Matthew nodded. Then, it will turn to his room. But wait, there's more to say. So, he rushed back and called Elina again.

Elina turned around, but said nothing. Let the man say what he thinks.

"Hmm .. Have you eaten?"

Oh, guess what. "Here you go, sir." Elina would turn back, but Matthew prevented her by calling out to her again.

"What else, sir?" Elina said it with great emphasis. The man has irritated her.

"Tomorrow at 3pm, I'll pick you up. I've already made an appointment with the obstetrician."

Elina's eyes were round. Did ya? Up anyway? So, he seriously wants responsibility? Elina's heart was worried about it.

Silent, Matthew thinks it's "yes".

"Yes, already. Good night."

Wait up! Elina will exclaim so. But Matthew had gone into the room and closed the door. Tomorrow's plan, Elina doesn't know whether or not. But he also couldn't cancel because Matthew had made an appointment with his doctor.

Elina sighed, dizzy at the thought of that. Maybe tomorrow he will try to ask permission and find the reason. He thought about it as he went down the stairs, then went to the bathroom.

After putting a dirty cloth into the tub, Elina then went to the kitchen to make a glass of milk. At that moment, Monika entered the kitchen, about to take a bottle of water to drink in the room, just in case she was thirsty at midnight.

"Hey, Elina. Not sleeping?" the sweep was light, approaching Elina after closing the refrigerator door.

Elina smiled. "Not yet, Madam."

After that there was no more speech because Monika focused on the glass of chocolate milk that was being stirred by Elina. Tumben, he thought he had never seen Elina drink milk.

"Elina, what milk is that?" Monika started investigating again.

Not knowing what to answer, Elina pretended to be innocent. "Brown milk, Madam."

"Hehehe, he I know. But what is milk; what is regular milk, body fat milk, or pregnant milk?"

Elina swerves. Couldn't Monika have been suspicious of him? But then, Monika chuckled and said casually:

"Handering. You may drink pregnant milk. You're not married yet."

Elina smiled faintly. The legend is that it is not a suspicion. Elina stopped stirring her milk, then put her spoon in the sink.

"It's regular milk, ma'am."

"That's tumben. You want to get fat?" Monika leaned against the edge of the kitchen table, looking at Elina with a meaningful smile.

Elina was nervous to see Monika's attitude like that, not even daring to turn her head. But he must be able to answer it calmly, so that the probing gaze disappears. He looked up, smiling as usual.

"Yes, maybe a little."

"But why? You are beautiful, with a slim body. You know what, don't you? Women who are fat are not good."

"Yes, but there are some men who think that women contain it attractive," said Elina.

"Oh, so you want to attract men?" chirps Monika. " Well, anyway, a woman who kinda.. what the term is .. bahenol, may look sexy in the eyes of men." Monika chuckles. "Dianna, Elina. There-there are. But yes, if you want to be fat, yes you can," said Monika again, then whispered, "If there are no suitable men, then I will know deh, same guys."

Monika made Elina laugh with her. The two women were familiar since Elina worked, but only to that extent, did not exchange stories about personal matters.

The conversation continued on to another topic. On the sidelines of the chat, Elina thought of asking for permission to go out on the grounds that "there is business with friends". It seemed, that reason was less powerful, but it was unexpected that Monika gave him permission so easily.

Elina smiled with excitement. At least one problem is over, another problem remains: this baby. Seeing the seriousness of Matthew, Elina was quite touched and upset. The principle may falter now, or it may over time. But the trauma of seeing her parents' marriage, made her principles even stronger.

Outside of the heavy rain. But that's not what made him sleepless. His heart beats restlessly because tomorrow he's going to go check on his womb with Matthew. Really, this is weird! It's not a date, but the feeling is like this. Ah, maybe just nervous because it's the first time I've been with that guy, just the two of you.

There is no need to dress well; in this plastic wardrobe there is only a worn dress whose model is outdated, some blouses, and jeans. Take out his favorite black jeans from a pile of clothes. I don't think it's possible to wear this to get there. His stomach will be examined by a doctor.

What about the cyan colored dress under which there is a small flower motif, which is being held? She likes this dress because of its color, but she rarely wears it herself. Elina pensively for a moment. Maybe it's time to wear it.

-;-;-;-

Elina looked at herself in the mirror. Like not himself. He used to wear jeans and a sweatshirt top or blouse. Because she is pregnant, she seems to have to get used to wearing a dress or negligee like pregnant women.

If pregnant, the stomach will automatically enlarge gradually. The days are just wearing a loose negligee. Will it still look attractive?

It's realized. Why should you care about that? Who wants to write it?

Bi Jumi suddenly opened the door and entered the room. Like seeing something amazing, Bi Jumi researched Elina's body from toe to head, stunned.

"You're so beautiful, Nduk. Where are you going?" tanyakanya.

"There's business, Bi," replied Elina, smiling.

"Is your job done?"

"Here you go, Bi," said Elina directly. "I've also asked permission to Nyona Monika. He said, Madam will soon be home—"

Elina glanced at her vibrating phone. Call from Matthew. Must the guy have been waiting?

"Hello. Yes, I'll go there" he replied. Then, he looked at Bi Jumi. "I go first, Bi."

After Bi Jumi nodded, Elina rushed out of the house, meeting Matthew who had been leaning next to her parked car some distance away from the house.

Matthew watched Elina from a distance. He's stunned. Is it true that the woman wearing the cyan-colored dress is Elina? Today her beauty was blurred, even though the powder that was covered on her face was thin. Though his lips weren't as red as that night. His long black hair that was always smeared, now stroked, added to his charm.

"Come, sir," said Elina, after standing right in front of him.

Matthew gasps. "Oh .. fine." He was so misbehaved that he forgot to open the door for Elina and let her in first.

-;-;-;-

Before moving to England, Matthew attended a high school in Jakarta. Although he is a popular guy, he does not have many friends. Only one sidekick, who was his best friend.

Doctor Erick Satria Darmawan. Elina shuddered as she looked at the signboard that was imprinted in front of the entrance. He was skeptical of Matthew.

Despite not understanding the view, Matthew said, "He's a friend of my High School, and is still in touch with him. So relax, he's trustworthy."

But that's not the point, and it's not the answer that you want to hear. The problem is that the doctor is a man? Of course Elina was embarrassed, especially if later had to lift her skirt during the examination.

"There's no other doctor?" whispered Elina, bringing her face closer to Matthew, afraid that the patient who was waiting here heard it.

Matthew sat up straight, inching to face Elina. "It's there, but I just believe in it. Why why anyway? Is there a problem?"

Elina did not answer. Shame dong, say that silly reason.

The silence of Elina made Matthew curious. He glanced, researching the attitude of Elina, who though looks calm. But it wasn't easy to conclude, the woman was too good at hiding her expression.

A nurse came out of the doctor's office. "Mother Elina" she called.

Elina and Matthew both turned to the nurse. Both hearts were pounding, groggy as they walked into the room, and sat in front of Erick's doctor.

Erick, who was writing something on a form, smiled as soon as he saw his best friend coming with a beautiful woman. He shook his hand and said while glancing at Elina:

"Smarty is you choose a wife."

Wife? The faces of both were reddish in hearing Erick's origin. Yes, indeed the man was not wrong, because Matthew said that Elina was his wife, with some hesitation.

"Okay, Mrs Jonathan. Please lie down on the bed" Erick ordered, stretching his hand to the left.

A nurse approached Elina and Matthew, holding hands and guiding Elina up onto the bed. Then, he checked the ultrasound device, after which he applied a cold clear gel to Elina's stomach.

What an adorable couple. Erick muttered inwardly while smiling. Matthew threw away his face and reddened his face - same as Elina— - as the sister pulled the blanket to the hip, then raised the tip of her skirt until Elina's stomach was half open.

Erick picks up an ultrasound device, which is then brought close to Elina's stomach. It examined every corner of the uterine wall, until it found a small fetus visible on the monitor.

Although only black and white, but Matthew can still see clearly the blood of his flesh which is still as big as the strawberry. Amazed, moved, and happy. This is what humans were like before they were born. This is God's power. The late horn on his emotions, Matthew grabbed Elina's hand and held her tightly.

"You can hear his heartbeat, right?" Erick.

Yes, the boy's heartbeat, very fast, exceeded his own current heart rate. Erick said that's normal and said that their son is healthy.

"Well, you've seen her son, haven't you? Now, help your wife down, and stop *** her hand," Erick said, interspersed with a small laugh.

Matthew looked confused, then looked down. He was embarrassed because he had unconsciously grasped Elina's hand since. Not only Erick, the nurse also smiled amusedly looking at him. But Matthew did not let go of the tiny hand, he helped Elina get off the bed first, only to slowly release her hand.[]