MY CHATTY WIFE
A WORRYING BREAK

Arriving home instead of being able to rest and calm down. My heart is getting worried, my heart is beating.

I took a deep breath, then threw it away slowly. I repeated it over and over again so that the anxiety disappeared.

"Here's baby, drink the warm water first." I looked at my husband, I knew he was worried just pura serenely in front of me.

"Darling, don't think about it. Just think about when the twins were born. What a good name for them, yes." he picked up a scrapbook and a pen.

My husband has been trying hard to hide his anxiety, I should try not to add to his worries.

"Mas's got a plan?." I put my warm tea.

"Yet, but Mas wants his name not to be absent too front or too back, dear." he plays the screen of his phone.

"Search the internet?."

"Yes, for reference only. Look for ones that are not tacky but not old-fashioned either. Which means it's good for our child later, baby." See it looks serious with a cell phone. I'm interested in opening my phone as well, helping me find a name that's suitable for my son later.

"Our two girls, must be beautiful.." he murmured.

"Yes, Mommy." I replied.

The rush of searching for names, made me forget a little anxiety. My heart was pounding, but I tried not to worry too much in front of Mas Baskoro. I know, he tried to cover up his anxiety.

"If Anandhi and Anandita how, Mas." I think good.

"Good, which. But I don't want my son to be absent too first. Haha.. It wouldn't be nice if the exam had to go first, which." he reasoned.

"When it's good Loch, Mas." I grumbled.

"It's good, but try to find it again, which. It was stored first and here is what it means. Later we match which one is better" he said. I nodded, no problem. There are still many good names.

After all it is true, my name is in the middle and the name Mas Baskoro is also not too early. But maybe he felt uneasy every time the school exam. Hihi His experience is personal.

So busy time of rest that tense diverted. Now it's time to go back to the clinic where Dr. Ayu practices.

We rode my husband's motorcycle.

"When the twins were born. We each Sunday send the twins to the house of mother or Mama, yes." said Mas Baskoro.

"What's the matter, Mom?. Why in the titip all, every Sunday as well?." I don't know what it means, my son is in the titipkan.

I was embarrassed, still thinking about dating after having twins.

"Well, how about it, Mom. The child is also not born. There is an intention on the title, how to." My heart is happy, Mas Baskoro still prioritizes my happiness.

"How will I go, which. We must have a plan, our time together is important, dear. A mother's happiness will bring her child's happiness as well."

I gently hit his back.

His words embarrassed me, ahk seemed to still be dating.

"Why was he hit, who?" he laughed.

"Part of you, Mom. We're not the abege who still need to wander the mallem Sunday anyway. We have to focus on children." I lied to my heart, but my heart was like a roller coaster.

"Of course, honey. But the boy will one day go with his life. As for me, my life is you. After you had a child, you left me and I left my life."

Deg ... 'Leaving.' May God never happen.

"Don't talk carelessly, Mas." I said softly.

"That's not what it means, Mom. I mean, 'cause you're busy for the child's happiness. You should also focus on your happiness. If not who else will make you happy.."

"Yes, Mas. Aamiins. May we all always be happy, live healthy and continue together." There is a worry in my heart that comes to pass.

'Am I able to give birth well and my son is safe? Will I be able to raise and care for my son, later.'

Remember what Dr. Ayu said and a few articles I read on the internet. As a result of high blood pressure or pre-eclampsia that I am currently experiencing. I hugged my husband, my best husband. The right father for my son. He's a patient, kind, passionate and responsible man. I don't want to leave him, get away from him.

"Why are you, baby?. Dizziness, nausea, cold or something?" she rubbed my coiled hand on her stomach.

"Gak, Mum. Slightly sleepy as tired." kilahku. He's nodding.

"Prophey, baby. Soon until, if it is not strong to go home later, we just do it in the clinic. It's too late anyway, it's not good that you wander off last night."

I nodded, holding back my already unstoppable tears.

'May my labor be good, my son and I are healthy and safe.'