Not a Dream Marriage.
Can I call it my baby?

Fifteen.: May I call it my baby?

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Pov prilly.

I opened my eyes slowly - the ground, after my eyes had opened perfectly. I looked around, I was in the hospital. I was amazed to see Rasya sitting on a chair near my bed holding my hand tightly. Just wait!! I'm like I've been through this, huh I've been through this when--gosh how is sister Nikita??

"Rasya.." call me, but my voice is very slow because somehow my throat feels dry. Maybe because of thirst.

"Rasya.." I said again, releasing my hand from Rasya's grasp.

"You've woken up." said Rasya typical daze wake up. Rasya rubbed his eyes with the back of his hand, there may be a stick of 😁✌.

"Well." I said.

"Oh.." The reply was brief. I sniffed with Rasya's slow response, gosh!!

"Ahh yes sorry" he said then hurriedly took a glass of drinking water for me.

"Thank you." I said after I finished drinking the water from the glass, it felt like my throat was so thick.

"How about Nikita she's okay, right, they're okay, right?" manyworry.

"I mean yes they survived but Nikita's sister is still in a coma and the baby has to enter the incubator tube because it was born prematurely." Rasya replied at length but in one breath.

I can sigh in relief, at least they both can survive even if not a hundred percent. "What time is it?" ask again.

"Hour is half-eight" Rasya said after seeing the clock curled around his wrist.

"Like her I was too long asleep ya." I said softly.

"You fainted, not slept."

"Eh time anyway. Oh yeah what about Ali?" my many.

"How about brother, he's fine. Why is he?" rasya asked back to look at me while slashing her eyes in wonder.

"Uhm, it's okay. Want to accompany me to the incubator room?"

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Not a dream wedding.

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I smiled softly as I watched the baby girl in the incubator room from the outdoor glass. She's Nikita's baby sister, very sweet. I wanted to touch her, I couldn't wait to hold my baby. Hmm can I call her my baby, even if she wasn't born from my womb?

I've seen Nikita before I was here. After being satisfied I looked at my baby, Rasya invited me to breakfast in the hospital cafeteria. And I can only obey because my stomach is very hungry, I remember from the dive I have not eaten and I was afraid that my stomach would recur like that time.

Drrt... Drrt...

"The sound of your phone" I said pointing at Rasya's vibrating mobile phone vibrating on the canteen table.

Oh yeah, where's Ali anyway? Why haven't I seen him before? Did he come home?

My food has run out but Rasya hasn't come back yet. I looked at my phone and found a memo spinning around on the edge of my phone. I opened the memo and it turned out to be Cris's birthday memo. Waitie? What did I say? Memo of Cris's birthday.

God, I forgot about his birthday this year. Hunt me down to find his name on the phone list and call him immediately.

"Hallo.." he replied from a telvon in a bitter tone.

Yes he must be mad at me, usually I am the first person who always say happy birthday + gift to him. But at the end of the day I was too busy until I missed it. It's not just that I don't remember. What is the difference between forgetting and not remembering?

"Hallo, is anyone not there? I'm dead" he said, blowing my daydreams.

"Don't." I said reflex with a high enough tone to make the canteen inhabitants - which there were only a few people - look at me.

I grimaced and asked them for a maf because I was disturbed by my screeches.

"The Happy Birthday Cris.... I'm sorry I said it, you know I've been a wife so I must be busy." I said trying to make her not mad at me because I was late to congratulate her.

Cris snorted in annoyance. "Yes, who was married until my birthday, you forget!"

"No Cris. I didn't forget your birthday, only I don't remember if you're celebrating today" I said slowly.

"That's the same huh, and where's the gift for me?" tanyakanya.

"Uhm.." I bit my lower lip nervously. "I haven't bought it yet so you can request this year what do you want?" my many. I completely forgot, or I don't remember. Huh that's the same.

"I'd guess. But I'll think about what I want later." he said later.

"Alright if you already know what I want to directly call me yes. Uhm did Papa say happy birthday?" my many.

"Okay, but promise me whatever it is. He would never say that, because he never loved me." Cris said gruntingly at the end of the day.

"I promise. Papa loves you, Cris, even he loves you very much. He just wants you to obey him and be like him." I said.

"Huh, so I have to be like you who always obey him, I'm not you who always follow whatever he wants. I want to be happy with my own choices. I don't like being set up." he said annoyed.

Cris is stubborn. Though papa just wants him to be a good boy and continue the business papa, but Cris does not want to.

"Cris...."

"I have to go to school. Bye ka Bie I love you."

Tut's... Tut's...

Cris turned off the phone unilaterally. With that Rasya returned with a tangled face, a tangle of broken threads. Uh ✌.

"Uhm Pril, I have to go home. There's a job from college I have to finish. It's okay if I stay in the hospital myself. Kak Ali will also come soon he was just saying goodbye to the office for a while and will quickly return" said Rasya at length.

I smile. "It's okay, here I'm not alone there are them."

"All right, I go first, bye." said Rasya peeked at my right cheek and left me who was still pecking at the end of the canteen.

Deg deg deg, why is my heart beating irregularly just because Rasya kissed my cheek. Oh looks like I should check my heart health, who knows I'm having a heart attack.