Not an Ordinary Woman
The Li Phin
"He's gone, Rik. Prevent him from leaving!" pinta's mother whispered.
Riki just pecked can't say anything. Could it be that Kamila already did not love her? Or has he gone too far with his wife, so Kamila can't stand staying with him?
Riki's mind glared somewhere. He continued to stare at Kamila's back which was getting smaller as it moved away until it disappeared in the darkness of the night.
He did not want to expel Kamila. He just wanted to teach a lesson or make his wife obey what she said.
Deep down, he didn't mean it that way because he loved Kamila so much Maybe he did like money and ensnared women with his charm to earn money. But, her sincere love was only for Kamila.
"Ricki. Why daydream?" His mother patted his arm a little harder to disperse Riki's daydream.
Riki, who was jolted by the claps of his mother, suddenly regained his senses and turned towards the mother.
"He's gone, Mom?" ask Riki flat.
Mother clucking. "Yes, he's gone far. Why are you even daydreaming?" His mother looks upset.
"But he can't just leave. She loves Riki, Mom!" riki said he could not believe it.
"Fuck with love. In fact, he went right away when you kicked him out!" lang Nani's.
Riki momentarily fell silent and went straight into the house without looking back at her mother.
Bu Nani had seen Riki's eyes that glazed when entering the house. He also saw his son became excited because he left Kamila, but not five minutes. The sadness was clearly reflected on his son's face.
"Huh. Si Riki became melancholy after living in his wife. At first he was convinced that Kamila would beg. Uh it turns out that even now she's sorry that Kamila left!" nani grumbled annoyed.
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Kamila walked carrying the bag on her shoulder with her big belly. Her gestational age has now stepped on seven months, meaning only two more months to the time of delivery.
After deciding to get out of Riki's house, Kamila went somewhere.
The only person who will be ready to help him is Bu Siti. She always helped Kamila selflessly make, Kamila herself was comfortable being next to Bu Siti.
However, this time Kamila did not come to the house of Ms. Siti on the grounds of not wanting to be constantly troublesome.
His footsteps led to a small alley not far from where he worked, namely the Bu Siti rice stall.
His eyes were observantly watching every piece of writing that stuck to the front iron fence of the house.
There was a lot of writing "There was a contract" on the iron fence and he went in to ask the owner.
"Excuse me, Mom! Are there any empty rooms?" ask Kamila.
"Sorry, it's full!" answer the owner.
"But there's still writing ahead, Mom!"
"Oh that, I forgot to let go of the writing!" great-grandson mother owner chuckles.
"Alright, Mom! Thank you!" kamila said goodbye politely. "Excuse me!"
Kamila walked back down the alley and read every piece of writing in front of the fence. Lots of writing, but it is not written contract but "job vacancy".
"Haishis. Where else should I find a place to live? Oh God!" heavy breathing was heard hunting from Kamila's complaining mouth.
He kept turning and tracing the narrow alleys until it came out, still there was no empty contract. Everything is full.
Kamila sat for a moment in front of a store that was closed, because the time had shown ten o'clock past forty-seven minutes. All shops are closed, replaced by shops selling toast, catfish pecel, martabak, and others.
From a distance, Kamila saw a puff of smoke from the wagon that read "sate madura". The smell is very fragrant tempting sense of smell and stomach is hungry.
He smiled for a moment, then stepped foot intending to approach the seller sate madura.
As Kamila was about to stand up, she had to sit back down while grimacing in pain. His legs became cramped from being tired of walking for hours on end with a large stomach.
"Wooohhh!" holding his stomach which was very painful. "Yes God. Aaaaaaaa .. It hurts a lot!" He continued to grimace while holding his stomach.
Kamila's hand just hung in the air with her mouth open to say. "Tooollooooong!" his voice could not be heard by people around him.
No one noticed Kamila either, because Kamila was sitting in front of the store where the porch lights were not turned on by the owner.
"Hhhh .. haaahhh!" He can't speak anymore. Only the roar of breath held the pain in his stomach.
Kamila's eyes were closed with her cries and sobs. Suddenly he felt his body hover and landed on a fairly cushioned chair.
"Road, sir!" Faintly heard people talking telling to walk. But Kamila was unable to open her eyes because of the pain that continued to attack her.
Kamila felt the movement from the place she was sitting on which turned out to be a luxury car.
The car continued to split through the night darkness of the capital which was decorated with traffic jams, heading towards the hospital.
"Haaaaaa .. pain!" Kamila continued to whine without opening her eyes.
Arriving at the hospital, Kamila's body was again lifted by the man into the hospital.
Even though there was a bellows and nurses standing at the door of the hospital, the person still carried Kamila's small body.
"Doctor ... Doctor!" he screamed when he entered.
A Doctor and a Sister approached. "What's this, sir?" the doctor asked worriedly to see the woman in the man's cradle holding back the pain.
"I don't know either, Doc. But, he kept holding onto his stomach!" said the man.
"alright, Sir. Put it on the bed let me check it out!" the doctor said, opening the door of the examination room.
"You can't go in, sir!" prevent the nurse by closing the door to the room when the man will follow her.
"Oh, alright!" He relented and waited on the corridor bench until the doctor finished examining him.
It was obvious to the worry on his face. Sweat splashed on the temple which he occasionally wipe using the palm of the hand.
The doctor came out with a dull face.
"How's he doing, Doc? Is she okay? What happened to him until he kept grimacing in pain?" cerocos the man leaned in with many questions as the Doctor came out.
"Critical conditions, sir. You may have to give birth earlier than you do!" obviously Doctor.
"Me-birth?" The man was surprised by the statement made by the doctor.
When she helped Kamila, she did not see that the woman she was helping was pregnant because the dress was worn a little loose and did not show her big belly. Moreover, Kamila continued to curl up in pain by slapping both of her hands on the stomach.
"We will take swift action for your wife to save them both!" terang doctor.
"But, he's not ...!"
His words were hanging because the Doctor immediately cut him off. "I know, Sir. Her age is seven months. But it's okay, we'll try our best to save both of them. Don't worry, yeah!" The doctor patted the confused man on the shoulder.
"Please sign here sir, as permission to perform the operation!" pinta Sisters.
"But, I'm bu-not su ...!"
"Don't be nervous, sir. I know, this must be your first child, right!" the sister interrupted her words. "Father must be calm and pray a lot for both to be safe!"
The man smiled strangely at the Sister, before the Sister went to follow the Doctor who re-entered the operating room.
"I'm not her husband, Sister! She's not my wife!" but his words could not be heard, because they had closed the door of the operating room.
"How's this? What am I supposed to do now? She's pregnant and about to give birth, but her husband where I don't know. Yeselah, just asked for a signature as the person in charge again. What if something happens to the woman and the baby? It could be."
He also looks unsettled by pacing in front of the operating room.
"Yes God! May she and the baby survive. Amiin!"
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