Perfect Wife For A Hypocritical CEO
Guarding Ikhtiar
Bara continues to hold Syara's hand, giving a signal so that his wife can be more relaxed.
“From the results of our examination and interview at the beginning, I said Ms. Syara had PCOS. It will be difficult to have children because PCOS can not be cured, only it can be controlled. The cause can be due to lifestyle, stress, the effects of yesterday's miscarriage, and hormonal imbalance. Keep your period regular and start a healthier lifestyle.” The doctor gave an explanation about the results of the examination of Syara's reproductive organs.
The doctor's explanation made Syara flinch and freeze for a few seconds. It was like being struck by lightning in broad daylight. Meanwhile, Bara continued to rub the back of his wife's hand.
“What's really going to be so hard, Doc?” Bara ensures the problems they face will not be that difficult.
“Difficult does not mean impossible. Don't worry, there are some of my patients with PCOS who can finally get pregnant after a few years of marriage. So, keep striving, do not stress, must always activate happy hormones, improve lifestyle, and routine control yes so that I can continue to monitor the condition of Ms. Shara, she said,” said the doctor calmed the couple.
Finished the question and answer, and the administration of some drugs by the doctor, Bara and Syara were welcome out of the doctor's practice room. During the journey from the hospital to his home, Syara was more silent. Bara is endlessly comforting Syara, but as if Syara just wants to be alone and daydream.
“How did it go? It's okay, ‘kan?” greet Mama Bara as they arrive home.
Bara told the doctor what he said, and asked his mother not to discuss this with his wife. “Syara should not stress, Ma. So let it go first yes.”
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At night, Syara still daydreams a lot. But Bara continued to invite him to talk so that he forgot for a moment the problems that were being faced. Syara also continues to blame her own useless self for being a woman.
“Syara, don't blame yourself, the miscarriage that happened yesterday was also my fault. If you want to blame, I am the person who is most entitled to blame,” Bara said hugging his wife.
“Remember said the doctor earlier, difficult does not mean impossible, we can still continue to work. I promise I will always make you happy. Don't be too eagerly awaited, when it's time to come,” entertain Bara.
Syara cried at her husband's words.
“We take a walk yes. Since we were married we have never been on vacation. Going to Bali? Or to Singapore?” bara wants to make his wife happy.
Syara took a long breath. He shook. “Later yes, I still want to fix my life.”
Bara nodded and hugged Syara.
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In recent days, Haris often visited the old house of Om Gustav. Because Yesa prefers to stay in Jakarta, so Om Gustav decides to only he and Yesi stay in their new home, because Yesi still has to get special care from the hospital. While Yesa was entrusted to live with the previous ART which was also a neighbor of Om Gustav.
Haris also asked Om Gustav for permission several times to take Yesa for a walk. Om Gustav precisely thanks because all this time Yesa rarely went out of the house because Om Gustav not much time to take his children traveling. Om Gustav also entrusted Haris to look after his daughter.
Like today, Haris invited Yesa to eat at one of Haris's cafe subscriptions. Since arriving at the cafe, Yesa felt uneasy as many eyes stared at her. Haris swiftly always distracted Yesa so as not to think about this.
“What do you want to eat? Your dad said you like to eat Spaghetti. Want that message? What do you want to drink too? Brown want?” hail Haris patiently.
While waiting for their order to come, Haris deliberately invited Yesa to talk. “You're not comfortable here? The place is ugly huh, or do you not like the atmosphere of the cafe?”
“I like, Haris. It's a nice place, but I'm not comfortable that they see me that way. Do I look weird?” Jessa began to feel insecure.
Haris explained that maybe people feel strange when they see the way of the path of Yesa who is a bit limp because humans have always been so. “Forget it, if they still see you, it's because you're beautiful.”
Yesa blushed shyly at Haris who always praised her beautiful. At first glance, Yesa did look perfect. Her skin was white and smooth, her hair was softly decomposed, her face was beautiful, and her body was ideal. It's just that God gave him a little shortcoming that no one who truly loved him would dispute.
“Yesa, is it okay if I want to build a relationship with you? I'll ask your dad's permission, okay?” Haris doesn't want to be stale.
“Means Haris?” ask Yesa who still does not understand the meaning of the handsome man in front of her.
“I've liked you since the first time I saw you. To me, you are so perfect. Would I be okay if I could one day propose to you?” Haris explained his feelings and desires.
Yesa smiled faintly. “What Haris is not ashamed of marrying me?”
Haris shakes. “I'm proud of you. Do you want to return my feelings?”
Embarrassedly, Yesa nodded her head. Haris smiled broadly at Yesa's response. He clasped Yesa's hand and kept smiling looking at her.
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Syara and Bara approached the mama Bara who was waiting for them at the dinner table.
“Bar, tomorrow take Mama to Bu Lia's house, remember? Mama used to have a lot of gravestones at her house. Her son was just born so Mama wanted to see,” pinta the mama.
Syara was silent to her mother-in-law's words that reminded her of her fertility problems.
Bara looked at Syara making sure her wife was okay. “Yes, Mom, but just a little while, right?”
“It is the time to want all day,” replied mama Bara briefly.
Mama Bara also asked Syara to start living a healthy life. “You seem to have to start a diet too, Ra. You see, ‘kan you are approaching the age of 30, it will be more difficult later. Eat lots of fruits and vegetables, reduce instant foods and sweet drinks, do not forget about exercise, yesterday-your sleep a lot.”
Syara nodded at the request of her mother-in-law.
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