
In the room that already looked like a match, Tasha and Arga had been lying on the bed they occupied, they were still telling stories and discussing starting from the symptoms that Tasha was feeling from her pregnancy before this birth, she said, until Tasha also tells that she is difficult to sleep in a position that is always going wrong with a very enlarged stomach.
"Mas, my whole body and body all hurt. To sleep is also difficult, it feels wrong to tilt to the right or tilt to the left. There was no comfortable place" annoyed Tasha who from earlier flipped through his body but was unable to close his eyes.
Arga immediately rose from his bed, he massaged the whole body of Tasha, which was his wife's complaint, even though Arga could not feel what his wife felt, but he was very familiar with the pain felt by his wife and as much as possible so that his wife get a comfort together with him.
"Have stopped scolding him. Mas was also tired from working all day" Tasha took her husband's hand and ordered him to sleep next to her.
"If our children are later girls or boys you already have a name for them mas?" Said Tasha tilting her body facing the husband.
"Hemm you already have those names, baby?"
"Agatha" said Tasha, who was staring at her husband.
Arga furrowed his forehead, he was like no stranger to the name spoken by his wife. But he seemed to forget a name that even as he had spoken and tried to remember that name.
"Agatha?" Arga Repeat.
Tasha smilingly looked at her husband as if she was gushing at the face of Arga who was unaware of the name she was wearing when she changed the identity of the name she was wearing at the time Tasha left from Arga's life.
"Hemm the name Agatha mas does not remember it. That is if our daughter is a girl. But if it's a boy, I don't have a name for him yet" elus Tasha's stomach as indicating the fetus is also being spoken to by his parents.
Arga laughed in the quiet and quiet room, finally he remembered the name that almost made him crazy because of the behavior of a girl who left his life.
"Do you know what Agatha's name means?" Tasha said and brought her husband's hand to his face.
"The new name you wear for just a few weeks has a meaning dear? I don't know what it means, and what country's language is it from?" Said Arga who was still curious in the name of his wife's pseudonym.
"Yeee's curious, huh?" Tasha seduces her husband.
"Agatha. Aga is taken from the name of a man, Arga and Tha is Tasha. I had that love with a man, until he told me to stop loving him and forced me to back off from seizing his heart again. But my efforts still failed, the man seemed not to see me and chose to stay away from me. Therefore I took the name Agatha as a reminder if I still love the man who sanctified my husband" with teary eyes Tasha explained the combination of her name with the combination of the name of the husband.
Arga took the body of his wife, who seemed to want to cry and repeat again about the lives of the two of them.
"I'm sorry, because I was once that stupid guy"
"Mas agrees with that name. If it's a man, dear?" continued Arga who wanted to divert the mood of the wife who still held back her crying.
"I don't have a name for our son yet if he's a boy" Tasha told Arga and let go of his arms.
"Yes already, tomorrow we continue again to discuss our child dear. It's also night time, not good for you both" Arga said and pulled back a blanket that would cover both of their bodies.
"Good sleep, mom and dad"
*
02.00
In a room that still appears to the amaram with a dim light sleep lights that are still lit in the main room room in the house of Arga and also Tasha.
An uneasy feeling suddenly awakens Tasha who had been asleep together with someone who was the only man who shared one bed with her.
"Mas" Tasha tried to wake her sleeping husband beside her with a voice that sounded Tasha quivering and weakening.
Because the feeling of fluid flowing with fresh blood but not too much makes Tasha who became shocked still on the bed.
Arga, who had also woken up because Tasha, who was crying, called out to him, immediately saw what also made his wife cry.
"It's a shame we have to go to the hospital right away" with her panicked face, Arga immediately sat down from his sleep by looking at his wife and rushed up to carry his wife to get out of their big house and previously also Arga had changed his clothes and clothes.
"Sir, open the fence" called Arga a security guard who was guarding his mansion.
"Yes sir" the man who was over 50 years old quickly opened the gate and approached Arga.
"Pak ujang please get a bag for the birth of Nonya that has been available in the room" the Arga commandment which they had previously prepared for the tools and equipment welcomed the birth of the baby and was available in a bag.
Arga who immediately put his wife in his car while Tasha since from no longer talking and just silent with eyes that are still teary fear of the condition of her pregnancy and this is indeed the month and the delivery schedule.
Quickly a middle-aged man carried out the orders of his master.
In a matter of minutes, now Arga who has split the city streets and drove his car at high speed and very focused on the wheel.
In a hospital with an Arga car that had also been there, Arga again carried his wife to enter the hospital corridor with big steps and a little run slowly.
"Suster" called Arga who had taken his wife to the hospital.
Tasha, who was moved by a gurney, brought Tasha into a room.
"Mas I'm afraid" said Tasha who had been held by Arga's hand.
"Mas will remain beside you dear" while walking beside Tasha, Arga tried to calm his wife by gently rubbing her hair.