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Son, papi can be stressed!

“Mother Jesika.” Call the nurse from behind her desk.

“Come!” Rama invites Jesi to immediately enter the examination room.

“Ish when I called mom anyway, Karam? Don't know if I'm still young, not yet mothers.” Gerrutu Jesi but still follow her husband.

“Mba, look at the time of youth kayak gini called mother anyway.” He said as he passed the nurse's desk.

“Udah yuk. Sorry well mba, my wife again sensi.” Rama said that it was not good, because all patients are also called mothers.

“It's okay sir, please come in.” The nurse remained friendly.

“Ish Karam kok even belain mbak her anyway!” Jesi got upset and gawked in on her own leaving Rama shaking his head in front of the entrance.

Soon Rama immediately followed Jesi who was sitting in front of the doctor's desk. Luckily the gynecologist is female and looks patient. The middle-aged woman was seen smiling waiting for Jesi's reply to load.

“Hown?”

“Iya, Doc.” Answer Rama.

“Caram, I last came the month when did ya? Forgot I tuh.” Ask Jesi while looking at her husband.

“When yah?” Rama asked back.

“It looks like time in Banyumas, We just got married a few days. Two months ago it was more or less.” Further.

“Wah y'all newlyweds it turns out. Tokcer yah instantly so.” Ledek doctor.

“Udah in tespek not yet?” Jesi simply shook her head in response.

“We just found out, ma'am. It was also from the ER doctor. At first I thought my wife had food poisoning. These two days he likes to eat weird and vomiting every night.” Said Rama. Jesi immediately raised his lips irritated food poisoning spelled out.

“Sorry-sorry, dear, you don't know.” Rama immediately rubbed the top of Jesi's head with great affection.

“This wonderful beauty her husband super attention.” Doctor's talk.

“My name is Jesi, ma'am. Not bumil.” Error Jesi soon.

“Bumil is a call for women who are pregnant. Bumil aka pregnant women.” Doctor bright.

“But I'm not yet mothers..call Jesi aja, Dok.” Still he didn't take it on mom's call.

The middle-aged doctor smiled anxiously at Jesi who did not want to lose, “Good Jesi lay here first, let's see your baby.” The doctor stood up and walked to the bed not far from his desk. There is an object such as a computer monitor next to the bed, plus in the opposite direction there is an LCD screen to show the results of the USG.

“Do not leave!” jesi said as Rama was about to return to his seat.

“Iya. Sister is here, dear.” Be him pull up a chair and sit next to Jesi's bed. Holding tightly to his wife's hand while observing the doctor who started applying the gel on Jesi's stomach.

“Cold ih.” Jesi said as soon as the liquid thing soaked her stomach.

The doctor starts taking the tranduser and moving it over Jesi's flat stomach.

“You can see the picture on that screen.” the doctor pointed to a large enough LCD attached to the wall.

“This is your baby.” Further.

“Small, doc.” Said Jesi while amazed to see the small circle that the doctor showed.

“Calon dede his baby gemoy is very small, Karam.” Further. Rama was speechless, he just kissed his wife's hand and repeatedly stroked the dear head of Jesi. It made Jesi smile happily.

“My estimated gestational age is about six weeks. Congratulations yah.” The doctor placed the tranduser in place and cleaned the gel in Jesi's stomach.

“Thanks a lot doc.” Said Rama while helping Jesi get out of bed. The two then sat back in front of the doctor's desk.

“This is a photo of his USG result.” The doctor gives a sheet of a photo dominated by black with a small circle in the middle.

“There are other complaints besides vomiting no?” ask him to Jesi.

“Not there, doc. Sometimes my stomach just doesn't taste good, so good. Vomiting is also just malem, doc. Everyone wants to sleep like nausea.”

“Later I prescribed vitamins well. Drink regularly well, reduce the activity that makes cape. Eat regularly also well.” Doctors began writing down some vitamins for Jesi.

“Kalo no complaints can come again here.” Further.

“Good, doc. Thanks.” Rama then asked Jesi out of there.

“Mana cilor me?” the door was immediately out of the examination room.

Rama immediately circulated the view looking for the whereabouts of Alya and Raka whom he had assigned to look for cilor. Not looking the nose of the two there made Rama knead his own forehead.

“Sit down first well darling. Alya same Raka still otw kayaknya.” Persuaded it.

“Tuh right.. said I also earlier we take the cilor first.” Jesi already pursed her lips.

“Wait for a bull yeah baby. The patient.” Rama stroked Jesi's flat stomach as if talking to her son.

“But I want it already from yesterday ih!” jesi Protest.

“Kakak want to redeem the vitamin recipe first well. What do you want here to come?” continued.

“Ikut.”

“Ya come on.” Answer Rama.

Finished redeeming the recipe, Rama still had not seen any signs of Raka's arrival while his wife was already back grumbling asking for the micin's food.

“Bentar well dear, brother phone Raka first.”

“Ah later, Karam. We pass it directly to SD only.” The impatient Jesi.

Not even one day to be a prospective father has made his patience back tested but not imaginary he still obeyed the wishes of Jesi. Rama immediately drove his car to the elementary school referred to by Jesi but unfortunately until there is deserted, there is no more ranks of micin hawkers.

“That's broken up. I said I was also looking for cilor first just check.” Jesi began to return misuh-misuh with her tiny lips that had conical.

“This Karak certainly not here from earlier even dating Alya nih.” Continue with annoyance.

“We're looking elsewhere yeah, baby. Brother promise me today you will get a snack micin it.” said Rama.

“Don't pout that dear, ntar baby is not happy here. Patience papi cariin cilor for you now.” Rama again stroked his wife's stomach, it was like a new hobby.

“Papi? I'm Mami dong, Karam?”

“Iya, mami Jas Jus.” Replied Rama while peeping Jesi's forehead.

“We are looking elsewhere well.” Reciprocity.

Finally, after a long muter, Rama found the micin hawker that Jesi wanted.

“That one... that one is Karam..” Jesi pointed at the end of the cart in the garden area.

“Iya patient darling. Brother parking first.”

“Parking salt only, I'm down first.” Said Jesi who was already the spirit of four five.

“Ngak. Ntar with sister. You do not grasak grusuk say anything, inget there is our child in your stomach.”

“Ish ntar not parted. Look tuh kang his trade dredged bocil kayak gitu.”

As soon as the car parked well, Jesi immediately pulled her husband and walked in a hurry, afraid not to go any further.

“Pelan-pelan road, dear.” Rama embraces Jesi who walks with half a run to be slower.

“Make me first mang.” Jesi without permission took the original cilor without seasoning that almost received by one of the small children, suddenly the little boy who was estimated to be seven years old was crying because his snacks disrobot Jesi. Rama sampe patted his forehead looking at his wife's behavior. That crazy person cravings his mind.

Rama knelt down to equalize his height with the boy who was crying.

“Sorry big brother is well.” He pointed out that the sinless Jesi was peppering his spoils.

“The older sister was again with her baby. Dede the baby wants cilor. Nih brother just love money well make jajan.” Rama took out his wallet and gave a piece of red to the boy.

Finished calming the weeping boulder, Rama then approached Jesi who had been sitting in one of the garden chairs. That afternoon the condition of the park is quite crowded by people who go back and forth, especially parents who bring small children. Rama smiled, wondering if he would be like them? Followed the boy who walked here and there carrying a toy.

Rama sits beside Jesi, his mind has started to worry because he saw Jesi who looks dissatisfied even though he has got what he wants.

“Enak cilornya?” tanyanya basa.

His wife turned to look at him, manyun,

“Ngak delicious, make Karam aja nih. I don't want to.” He replied while giving a cilor cup that still has a lot of content.

Rama only let out a long sigh while stroking the back of Jesi who had returned spoiled to him.

“Nak, papi can stress if your mami kayak this continues. Half a mam pus muter-muter here and there, once dapet only eaten by doang.” Inner Rama.

“Caram..” Call Jesi lirih.

“Iya, darling.”

“I want to watch BTS.” concert Jesi Sayings.

Rama again let out a long sigh, “Yes Allah what else is this ordeal.”

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the patient the Ramp wkwkwkwk

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