Mohabbat
Perfect Happiness

"You didn't sign up?" dareen asked as soon as he arrived at the hospital, but Daisha passed the registration place just like that.

"I've already made an appointment with her doctor, there's no need to register anymore" she replied, following Dareen behind her back.

The two continued to pass through space after space, unknowingly separated as the Preempting Dareen continued to turn left towards the eye doctor examination room. However, Daisha continued straight ahead to the obstetrician.

"Are we just going in, or waiting for a call?" asked Dareen while standing in front of the room with the patients in line.

Dareen frowned when he did not get an answer from his wife. He turned around and turned to the right and left looking for Daisha.

"Daisha?"

"Darling!"

The call he made received no answer. He approached a patient and asked about the woman who had come with him.

"You came alone, sir. No woman comes with you" the patient replied in confusion.

"No, Mistress. I came with my wife. She was beautiful, fair skinned, her hair wavy. She wears a purple dress patterned with pink flowers. If anyone sees please let me know" Dareen said, glancing at the other patients.

There was no word from them, all of them shook their heads not knowing because they saw Dareen coming alone.

"Oh, that woman seemed to be going to the obstetrician. Check there, I saw it, " replied a woman who had just arrived.

Dareen was stunned, thinking what to go to the gynecologist, while she .. Dareen's eyes widened, guessing the possibility. He immediately ran away from the place and headed to the obstetrician. There, Daisha was waiting for her.

He waved with pursed lips irritated, turning around leaving Dareen to enter the examination room first. Dareen scratches his head all wrong, he does not know if Daisha's goal is obstetrician.

"Please sit down, sir!"

The doctor pointed to an empty chair beside Daisha. Dareen who looked confused also followed the doctor's orders. He sat down while glancing at the silent Daisha explaining nothing.

"Darling, why are we here?" he asked Daisha while glancing at the doctor who smiled indistinctly.

"Sister didn't ask, why did you just leave me? Where do you think we're going?" Daisha.

"Ophthalmologist?"

"For what?"

"To check your eyes, what else?"

Daisha let out a sigh, she lowered her head in restraining all emotions. Inwardly laughing at her husband. He raised his face, looking mischievously at Dareen.

"My eyes are fine, no problem whatsoever. What I'm worried about is that he's here" Daisha said, pulling Dareen's hand and placing it in her stomach.

The moment Dareen stopped breathing, her body floated out of nowhere? He was stunned, his eyes widened and did not blink an item for a second. What a great surprise for him.

"Sister! Hey, why daydream?" reprimand Daisha while shaking hands in front of her husband's face.

Dareen lowered his gaze, looking at his hand still stuck in the stomach of the wife. His gaze lifted again looked at Daisha who was smiling sweetly and gently.

"You ha-pregnant?" Dareen asked his wife.

In the fertilizer, the water is gathered and ready to fall at any time. Especially when Daisha nodded slowly to answer that question.

"Yes, here little Dareen is struggling to grow," replied Daisha lirih.

Falling in Dareen's tears, he hugged his wife and sobbed softly. Daisha glanced at the doctor who was watching them in silence. Smiling at the happiness of the young couple.

"Thank you, God. Thank you for giving me this gift. I don't know how to say my thanks to you, baby. I'm really happy" Dareen said gratefully.

Daisha took off her hug, nodding while facing the doctor along with Dareen.

"So, what's the complaint, ma'am?" ask the doctor to begin the examination.

"Wait, do you feel any pain? Why not tell me?" dareen asked quickly and anxiously.

Daisha just smiled awkwardly, she kept telling me everything. About his departure this morning and almost bumped into someone on the street.

"What's? You drive your own car? But where did you go?" Dareen was shocked to hear his wife's story.

"It's okay, now let's do the check." The doctor mediates after seeing a confused Daisha to explain to her husband.

"Ah, yes. Right, hope you are well," Dareen said as he moved on and helped Daisha to stand up.

On a special examination bed, Daisha lay down. The doctor undresses her top, and covers the bottom of Daisha. Apply a special gel to the surface of his stomach to then perform an ultrasound.

"Hhmm .. It looks like she's okay. Your fetus is still as big as a bean seed. Look, he's here and growing." The doctor shows the location of the fetus in Daisha's womb.

Glassy both pairs of eyes that saw him, Dareen was so moved. He continues to kiss Daisha's hand without taking his eyes off the screen in front of them. It was his future son, little Dareen who was struggling to grow up.

"The age of the content has entered the fourth week, and usually appear symptoms called cravings in this first trimester. Like nausea, vomiting, and more. Does the madam feel all that?" ask the doctor while tidying up the tools.

"No, Doctor. Only occasionally do I feel nauseous, usually in the morning," Daisha replied as she moved with Dareen's help.

"At first I thought I was just catching a cold, not knowing if I was pregnant. I knew after being shot and rushed to the hospital," Daisha replied, causing Dareen to turn her back.

"You're shot? You didn't tell me this either, where ... where were you shot?" Dareen looks anxious, he examines Daisha's body from head to toe.

The little smiling doctor saw that, he returned to his chair waiting for a couple who were arguing there.

"It's okay, it's just a small wound and it's healed. It doesn't hurt anymore" Daisha replied as she invited Dareen to return to the chair.

"No! Tell me first where you were shot?" sue Dareen prevented his wife from leaving.

Daisha sighed, she undressed the left side and showed the hot lead impact scar. Dareen touched the wound, her heart ached to see Daisha having to endure the pain alone.

"I'm sorry I didn't know you were hurt. I am useless. I'm useless."

Dareen cursed herself, but Daisha placed her index finger on the lip. He refused Dareen's statements.

"It doesn't hurt more than having to part with you. This wound can be treated by anyone, any doctor, but the agonizing longing only you can treat it," Daisha said so washed away Dareen's feelings.

The man was stunned to hear it, they forgot where they were until the doctor made the two look away with a clear face of shame.

Doctors prescribed the vitamin after they sat down opposite him. The two of them came out of the room with a cheerful and happy heart. Dareen did not bring Daisha home, but took her to where she wanted to go.

"Sister, I'd like to call Auntie. I promised her I'd take Aunt to uncle's grave. So, we'll wait for Auntie first" Daisha said.

Dareen pulls over, Daisha calls Areta and waits for her. So enthusiastic that the woman will meet her husband even if only in the form of a mound of land. He came quickly to drive his own car. Daisha soon leads to a place not as secluded as Alejandro's villa.

What a place Areta never expected before. It is still in the area and not far from the city. It's just very closed and almost never open.

Dareen confirmed his arrival to Mr. Deni

also the wife. The tall gate opened, Areta was amazed to see it. He praised the ingenuity of Daisha who had designed the place.

"She is indeed amazing, it is a very smart thought to build a closed and mysterious place in the middle of a crowded city" Areta praised as she looked around the place.

The car was parked and they came down, there Mr. Deni and his wife had stood up to welcome their arrival.

"Welcome back, Miss, sir. Madam, how are you? Long time we did not meet," said Mr. Deni kindly and politely.

"Thank you, sir," Daisha said no less gracious.

"Deni? Holy hooch! I don't believe this, you're so loyal to Damian that you're still working for him when he's gone. You do deserve an award," praised Areta, amazed at the couple.

"Thank you, Madam. I'm glad to see you back. Come on, I'm taking you!" the man said as he turned and led them to the back of the villa.

"So, here they are buried? You're so good." Areta again praised.

All that does not make Daisha continue to be happy, he built the place solely to hide the tomb of the three so that it is not known to the people who have killed them.

Areta spilled longing for her husband by crying bitterly in front of Alejandro's grave. It scavenged the ground as if it wanted to dig it back up.

"Already, Bi. After all, everything is breakeven. Now let uncle rest in peace, we just pray that uncle gets the best place there," Daisha said to wake Areta from the sadness that made her dissolve.

Areta moved, shaking her head and refusing to leave the tomb.

"Auntie wants to stay here some time, okay? Aunt still misses your uncle" Areta pinta very, very much.

Daisha looked at Dareen, the man nods allowing Areta to settle there.

"Yes already, Auntie. We go back first, stay as you please here. There is Mr. Deni and his wife who will serve Bibi while here, but I hope Bibi does not continue to cry for uncle" Daisha said before leaving Areta alone at the tomb.

****

At home, because Areta did not come to pick her up, Laila went to Daisha's house alone after school. He does not know if in the house there is a Goddess who is in power when Daisha is not at home.

"Sister!" call Laila from the porch. He opened his shoes and put them on the shelf.

Go straight into the kitchen. Looking at Aunt who was cleaning up the kitchen, Laila smiled.

"Auntie, where's Brother?" ask her while sitting on the chair and putting the bag on the table.

"Miss went with Mister to the hospital and has not returned, yet" Aunt replied.

Laila nodded her head, then moved and was about to head to her room.

"Eh, Miss. Don't go to the room, there's Miss in-laws resting, '" Auntie said before Laila left the kitchen.

"What's? That magic granny?"

Aunt nodded.

"Why is he in my room?" Laila growling.