My wife's a fraud
Doctor's Examination Schedule

Gita serves food at the table. Since the morning he has been cooking all kinds of delicious food. He wanted to thank Arki for taking him to eat in a luxurious place with very good food, so even when dreamed Gita still felt it.

Arki certainly praised every dish Gita made. To him, no restaurant could beat him. All the things in Gita have their own charm for Arki. In fact, he never expected to think like that at first.

Just a curiosity boost from the incident at karaoke that night. So Arki is willing to continue the relationship towards marriage. In addition, due to Gita's demands regarding her pregnancy.

Her mother was probably right, something changed from her after marrying Gita. Either his weight continues to rise or his feelings are more spacious now.

For the past year, Arki has to admit. She does not enjoy her food very much and her mind is often disturbed, due to her fear of impotence due to psychological problems after breaking up with Luna. He tried to let go with his previous girlfriends. Nothing worked. But Gita comes to treat both problems at once.

Although they have yet to find a common ground in their relationship, Arki believes that only with the Gita will the problem be solved. It doesn't matter whether Gita wants to or not. If Oerlu Arki will continue to force him to stay. Being hers.

“When is the schedule for checking with a doctor, Git?” ask Arki when he finishes eating.

Gita who was still chewing her food instantly fell silent. Panicked. He just stared straight at Arki who was sitting in front of him.

“Last month's date this early check, right? You want me to anterin when? Let me take time off if the doctor's schedule is morning,” he continued to urge Gita.

Gita did not expect Arki would remember her pregnancy checkup schedule. Lothawat! The Gita has absolutely no preparation at all.

She intends to do her miscarriage plan this week, instead of being invited for a pregnancy checkup. Should she pretend to miscarry now? But the Gita has not experienced any signs of the moon.

“Later ... I tell you,” replied Gita doubtfully.

“Must be sure dong, Git! I can't get that leave. My work will be hampered. What if tomorrow? The day after tomorrow I have to go to Malang,”

Huh huh? Tomorrow then?!

A gawat?!

Gita let's think!!!

Instantly Gita panics not because of the words of Arki who told her to check her pregnancy tomorrow. How could he do that? Check her empty stomach with nothing growing there to the gynecologist. Absolutely insane!

“I apply for leave for tomorrow if you agree,” continued Arki.

“You don't have to take a leave of absence. The examination is in the afternoon, the evening schedule is also there. So we'll go there after work. I'm in the office still have some reports to do, so can't take time off,” said Gita panicked.

Arki looked at his wife for a moment doubtfully. “Yes if so. Tomorrow I'll take you home from work. We go directly there.”

Gita's shoulder immediately sagged due to limp. He didn't know what to do to avoid the day coming. Arki will certainly do everything in order to be able to check the pregnancy pretended it.

Gita is really panicking and freaking out right now. It feels like hoping tomorrow's meteor shower falls and destroys the world.

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Gita looked at the disgust of the food in front of her. Even since the morning when he cooked it, Gita had already felt a very disturbing nausea. But the Gita must strengthen itself to eat this chicken skin.

Gita bribed a spoonful of spicy chicken skin to her mouth. Although the flavor of the spice is savory and spicy which makes it tasty. But Gita can feel the strange chewy texture of the chicken skin that makes her instantly nauseous. Gita swallowed the food. The second mouthful went back into his mouth.

At the third feed. Gita stop. His stomach was shaking and his head was dizzy. Gita ran to the toilet to vomit. He spent a long time emptying his stomach which had been fully filled at lunch.

Gita returned to her room with a pale face, cold sweat, and a limp body. He immediately laid his head to the table. Not strong to stand.

“Gita, you why?” asked Femy who was sitting in the next cubicle in panic.

“I'm not feeling well. Dizziness, weakness, and nausea" replied the weak Gita.

“Wah don't-don't Gita get pregnant nih,” added Mila from her desk.

Gita followed Tama's advice. Ask permission to leave early. While it is certain that her salary was cut because of this, Gita did not care. Gita sits back at her desk to prepare for her return.

“You want me anterin home, Git?” tanya Tama sounded sincere and very worried.

“No need, Tam. You just continue to work. I want to call my husband to pick up.”

“But your husband also works, right? Must have been difficult to permit. All right, I'm permission now with Mr. Usman, so don't wait long. You are weak as gini.”

“No need. Arki must have picked me up if I asked,” reject Gita again.

Right now Gita just wants to be picked up by Arki. He does all this to get Arki to come and pick him up home. There is a purpose behind this action.

“Arki, are you busy?” gita said it sounded alarming on the phone. At least he should sound like that for Arki to worry about him.

“Not too. Why emang? Why are you like that, Git?”

“I'm not feeling well. My head was dizzy, my body was limp, and from that moment I was vomiting continuously. Can you pick it up, Ki? If you can't, I'll take the grab aja.”

“I'll pick you up now.”

Gita directly boarded the Arki car while parked in the drop off area. He immersed himself in the chair, drooping helplessly with an unusually turbulent stomach. The gita can still feel the urge to vomit now.

“We go to the hospital now,” said Arki while running his car out of the office.

WHAT'S?! This is not the scenario!!

“Do not want! I want to go home,” whine Gita.

“Gita, you look pale like that. Why again.”

“Nothing. I just need to sleep at home, Ki. Please, I want to go home.”

“In the hospital too you can fall asleep. Even many doctors who treat you later to be healthy quickly. Compared at home, I can't do anything to help you.”

“Archis, Please. We go home, right? I don't want to be hospitalized. I don't like it,” whine Gita again. Now crying from panic is overwhelming. He always misjudged Arki's actions.

“You why so stubborn, Git? An emergency like this you should go to the doctor, not go home!”

“Archis, please. I'm going home.” Gita is desperate, begging Arki to tears.

Arki sighed. “Ya already, we go home.”

The gita can only lie on her bed after vomiting when she gets home. His body was weak and helpless with fever. Gita had secretly been drinking the nausea reliever she used to drink to treat her chicken skin allergy problem.

Arki sat on the edge of the bed, placed a thuggish-lowering plaster on Gita's forehead, and gently stroked his head. A brief kiss on the cheek he's resting. Gita did not protest at all, seemed to have almost slept the effects of the drug he drank.

Actually Gita knows the moves made by Arki now. He got into bed and was hugging her. But right now the Gita has no power to simply push the male body away. Even the warmth feels comfortable and soothing.

Maybe because Gita now feels he has successfully carried out his plan. Avoid coming to a pregnancy checkup today on the grounds of illness. Arki can't force it this time. Especially tomorrow he had to leave for a business trip. There was at least time for him to avoid the examination. Then execute a miscarriage strategy.

“I just saw you vomiting again like gini. Why all of a sudden, Git?”

The gita did not answer. He was late in his dreams. Arki just chuckles at her. Close a hug they rarely do.