My student's my future husband?
(S2) Ep 146. Second Chance

Zaara and Arsene have returned to the apartment. The man who was still wearing his college shirt immediately opened a box containing a black sticky sweet martabak made by his wife. Smelling its aroma, Arsene saliva is constantly being produced. The man rushed to wash his hands and directly devoured them.

His facial expression was exaggerated when he put and chewed the martabak into his mouth. So delicious and delicious. Even his eyes until closed so delicious to feel the martabak that rarely tasted it.

“Abang lebay!” said Zaara who had just noticed it.

“Big son, Honey! You're great!” praise him while continuing to chew the sweet food.

Zaara wanted to taste it too. It is true what her husband said, this martabak is so delicious. Not to praise his work, because he just poured the dough and grated the cheese. They never bought food like this outside, because of Arsene's request to reduce his spending. Zaara remembered the martabak man's words. Is Arsene really craving while she's pregnant?

Zaara quickly took her phone, checked her last menstrual date. She did not know well, but her last period was a long time ago. His irregular periods made him not too dizzy to think about it. Moreover, there are no symptoms of pregnancy, such as the first pregnancy, making it more relaxed. There was no nausea and dizziness, only occasionally feeling tired and achy which he took for granted. Only his appetite continued to grow over time. Her breasts also felt a bit swollen. The woman who had just opened her veil hesitated for a moment. Did God really give him a chance this time? He will try again to use the testpack he bought earlier in the pharmacy tomorrow after waking up.

Cold temperatures in the early hours really make the body lazy to move. Zaara turned off her phone alarm. His eyes still felt heavy, he tightened the blanket on his body. Arsene's very close body makes him avoid, there is something from the man's body that makes him not like to be close to him. Strangely enough in a certain time, such as in the morning or when Arsene just finished dressing. The woman, aghast at the strangeness within herself, rushed to the bathroom and carried two long flat objects with her.

Two red lines appeared simultaneously when the first urine was applied to the object. Zaara gaped in disbelief, God gave her this opportunity so soon after her miscarriage. She did not know how many weeks she was pregnant because her last menstrual date was almost over three months. Instantly his sense of insecure haunted him again. Will Arsene behave like her first pregnancy and not care about her too much? For a moment he thought, still in his bathroom, he was happy and would not care much about anything. He will focus on keeping his fetus until it can give birth to the world. The woman put the test pack back in place, then got out of there after ablution. He keeps his test pack in the nightstand drawer and will tell Arsene when he's ready.

“Abang...” call Zaara that morning when they have finished breakfast.

“Hmm?” Arsene looked at his wife.

“You tanya.”

“You ask what?”

“If I get pregnant again, how do you feel?” asked Zaara hesitatingly.

Arsene's eyes twinkled, his lips spread wide.

“I'm so happy!”

“My cuekin master again is not?” zaara asked looking seriously at her husband's eyes.

Arsene was overwhelmed by Zaara's question. But he quickly smiled again wider.

“Ya is not it, insyaAllah is not. My job is in the shop. Daddy Ajakin went to the hotel yesterday, I didn't take it. I want to take that job when I graduate from college. So I'm really focused on developing the store first.”

Zaara was relieved to hear that. Arsene has been focused on developing his shop, but he can still split his time. He rarely even comes home at night. Even if he comes home at night he usually comes home on time and always tells him, not like he used to when he worked at a restaurant. Zaara could already consider it, her husband already held the commitment. He smiled a little while looking down.

Arsene watched his wife who then moved and went into his room. Before long Zaara came out holding something in her hand that Arsene could not see clearly. Zaara sat down in front of her husband. He sighed. Arsene looked at him in astonishment.

Zaara put something on the table. He took off the object so that Arsene looked at him sharply in disbelief and made his mouth open. The man looked at his wife's face with teary eyes as if he could not believe what he saw in front.

“This is serious, Honey?” arsene asked, his tears welling up in the eye. His heart was so shaky.

Zaara smiled stiffly as she nodded.

Arsene's tear fell. The man did not know what to feel, between surprised, moved, happy, worried, and upset. She looked up at him trying not to cry more. His mouth was shaking, he could not help but feel happy and shouldy this time. The man approached his wife and hugged her tightly then cried.

“Alhamdulillah o Allah, thank you very much already love us another chance!” he said stroking his wife's head and dipping it closely.

Zaara was in that mood. Arsene did not stop kissing her forehead, how happy she was this time. The man continued to praise the greatness of his Lord and was grateful. He will try to keep his wife and prospective baby better this time.

Arsene cupped his wife's cheek.

“I'm so happy, baby! We have to take better care of him. You're ready, right?” ask Arsene.

“God willing!” Zaara nodded steadily.

“So when do we go to the doctor?”

“Later afternoon?”

“Yes! Yes!” Arsene hugged his wife even tighter.

Arsene couldn't stop smiling all day. Even during the exam he continued to smile, even though he had to hide behind the exam paper he was sitting on.

That afternoon, Zaara and Arsene went to a polyclinic. Still with the same doctor at the time examined Zaara. Doctor Aliyah was so surprised and enthusiastic to find news of Zaara whose uterus is now filled again.

“This content has been 4 months, Dek!” said Doctor Aliyah while looking at the USG screen.

“See his hands and feet are starting to form. Move her hands!” added the hijab doctor when he saw there was movement of the fetus caught in the tool.

“Masya Allah, thank God!” said Zaara and Arsene simultaneously do not believe, they look at each other smiling.

“Alhamdulillah everything is good, heart rate and size are also normal. Keep in mind the nutritional intake yes! No complaints all this time?” ask Doctor Aliyah to go back to her desk.

Zaara fixed her robe. He and Arsene sat in front of the young doctor.

“That's Doc, no complaints at all. That's why I don't know if I fill it again! Just eat more and more!” zaara answered frankly.

“Alhamdulillah, that's great!”

“But the richness of my husband who even cravings, Doc!” said Zaara. Arsene glanced at his wife. He also did not expect.

“Last-lately he has a lot of desire. Strange and out of habit,” said Zaara made Doctor Aliyah laugh.

“I also often feel nauseous Doc! He even vomited on campus. I think stomach acid goes up, Emang can ya?” added Arsene.

Arsene so restrained his smile considering himself who often snacked lately. He was always worried about his wife after the miscarriage happened, which may eventually be embedded in his subconscious.

“Diminished vitamins yes! Light exercise also makes it not stiff. Be healthy yes, remember not to think too much!” order Doctor Aliyah while giving a prescription and also a photo of the results of the two-dimensional USG.

“Thank you very much, Doc!” arsene and Zaara said at the same time.

Both of them came out of the doctor's office and made up for the prescription. Arsene embraced his wife's body while smiling happily at the photo of their fetus. Unwittingly they were two pairs of eyes that caught both of them. He smiled at the two and walked back to his room.

[Assalamu’alaikum wr. wb. Praise and thanks be to Allah for giving us another opportunity for this trust. To our dear family, we ask for her prayers for the health of Zaara and her fetus, may God protect her always. Aamiin.]

Arsene typed those words in her large family whatsapp group attached with a photo of her fetus. He hopes his son can be born safely and healthily into this world, as well as his beloved wife who is always abundant in health and strength.

Immediately the response came quickly.

[Alhamdulillah, congratulations Abang Acen & Neng Zaara. Always healthy!] bukde Tania's Response.

[God, tabarakallah! Good luck] type Bukde Resha.

[Abang Acen tokcer abis, steady! Neng Zaara, good luck!] reply Uncle Andre.

And another response with the same prayer and hope.

No less, Zaara also received several incoming calls from umi and her brother, her parents-in-law, and her grandmother and grandfather, as well as Aunt Orange, and Aunt Bunga. Everyone wants to strengthen the woman who is now 22 years old. She felt that her pregnancy this time would be able to bear it even stronger. Her husband will always be by her side.

“You pegel-pegel? Capek?” arsene asked worried about his wife, taking her to sit on the sofa of her apartment.

“No, I'm used to Brother Darling! Rich again not pregnant,” replied Zaara smiled.

“Alhamdulillah!”

“Since when did you crave that anyway? Not realising?” ask Zaara to her husband.

“Do not know! I also did not realize, my smell and mind were sensitive to foods that I rarely ate. Eh, but I also feel weird like you!” arsene shrugged Zaara's shoulder.

“Oh yes?” asked Zaara not to believe it.

“Iya. You often avoid me. I have felt that for a long time. In the morning you never want me to kiss again. Pas malem, do not want to be hugged. And you talk less. Why try? I feel like you've been cuter and flatter lately!”

“I'm not ngeh, Brother! But I don't really like your smell. Strange anyway, let alone fitting early in the morning!” said Zaara shuddered.

Arsene scratched his neck. Is it because of Zaara's inner influence also after the miscarriage? His wife had avoided him a little as a form of defense. That's what Arsene thought.

“Don't our position be switched, Honey!” arsene suddenly said.

“Mean Brother?”

“I understand what you used to do, and vice versa. The proof is that I really want you not to pay attention to me!”

Zaara chuckled at the words of her husband.

“Karma does exist, so what?!” zaara chirps, making Arsene grin showing his neat teeth.

“Maybe!”

“The default is mah! The important thing is that I'm happy because Brother is beside me, although maybe later if I feel eneg or flat attitude I don't baper huh? That's built-in dedek!” sergeant Zaara reminded her husband that all this was just his over-feeling. Zaara wrapped her hands around her husband's neck.

“He is, Honey!”

Arsene hugged his wife back tightly, pecking and poking her cute lips that made her forget for a moment about the time that kept turning. How happy and happy his heart is now. If only rain could translate his feelings this time, maybe the sky would bring down the flowers whose fragrance was smelled all over the world. He hoped everything would be beautiful in time.

The night breeze blew gently, whispering love sentences at the closed ears. The happy news has come to greet the world with joy. Being stuck in the past makes things better with a new, more beautiful hope. The love story of young people is challenging. In every corner, it should be able to deliver on the way out. Although not easy. But if faith leads, of course, the key will be able to open obstacles of any height in front of the eyes.

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