
In the middle of a cold, silent night, when everyone was sound asleep. Something churned violently and forced out of the stomach, making Abdar forced to open his eyes, get up and run quickly to the bathroom.
The yellow liquid mixed with the food he had eaten during the break-fast last night instantly came out of his mouth. Unceasingly spewing out all his stomach with a rowdy voice, until it sounded like someone who was in the dreamland beautiful.
Sayup Rahimah heard Abdar's tired voice in the bathroom. Slowly blink a few times to restore his consciousness, until it opens completely.
He who did not understand about the strange sound in the bathroom, suddenly his ears look out and focus. Looking towards the side that turned out to be empty, now the Rahimah got the answer.
Immediately rise from his bed, then Rahimah overtakes Abdar in the bathroom with a feeling so worried.
"Mas," call the womb in and help massage the back of the neck to the back.
Abdar could not answer, because the impulse from inside his stomach would not stop. Rahimah looked at him concerned, trying to spit it out using muscle exercises in the throat and jaw, so that the very white face of Abdar turned red.
When Abdar gets the break ... "Honey .. mending ... you go .. course ...," throw Abdar out weakly.
"Let's go, wash his mouth first," without caring about the expulsion of the husband, Rahimah instead helped wash the edges of Abdar's lips.
"Aren't you disgusted?" abdar's question started to normal but remained limp.
"Ngapain disgusted? Let's go back to the room, I'll make you some warm tea. It's rich, you're in the wind." Rahimah guided Abdar back to the bed and sat him down slowly while leaning on the bed.
"Awhile, my mom?" Rahimah came out of the room after getting Abdar's nod.
Five minutes later Rahimah came with a glass of warm tea and a small eucalyptus oil bottle in both hands.
"Let's drink first." Rahimah handed him the glass that Abdar greeted him immediately, and took it back when her husband finished drinking it.
"Here Mas, I love oil first" Rahimah said, sitting down and laying Abdar on his thigh.
Because he felt weak, without saying Abdar according. A swab of the cow in the neck area of the chest and a gentle massage on the forehead made him sleepy again, until he unconsciously fell back to sleep.
The smiling Rahimah looked at the innocent face of the husband as he slept in his cradle, enjoying every perfectly framed sculpture. He tingled, slowly his lentic fingers down to trace the eyebrows, nose, cheeks to the jaw that began to appear coarse feathers. Not stopping, back his fingers spread and settled on the edge of his thick lips.
Slowly swiped so that the body does not wake up. Satisfied enjoying activities that can be said is a new thing, Rahimah glanced at the nightstand where the alarm clock is located.
Apparently it was two in the morning. Rahimah moved to Abdar to the pillow gently, and she left her husband to cook before the dawn.
As in general, cooking rice, vegetables and side dishes. It didn't feel like it had been an hour in the kitchen.
Arranging his food at the dining table, he took the time to wash his cooking utensils first. At exactly four o'clock, Rahimah woke Rahman and Abdar.
Falling back asleep for two hours, made Abdar look fresh and nothing happened.
With Rahman as the leader to read the do'a meal, the three ate in silence.
Like when the handak eat, after eating Rahman was the lead. They no longer read the do'a intention of fasting, because they have already recited it when they finished the tarawih prayer.
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Abdar and Rahman went to the mosque, while Rahimah prayed at home until noon.
When Rahimah returned to the room and just closed the door, suddenly the door was opened quickly and violently made her jerk in shock.
"Mas" she cried, and was shocked to see Abdar running to the bathroom.
Again Abdar spewed out the food he had eaten when sahur. Rahimah who knew if Abdar vomited, immediately ran towards the nightstand and took eucalyptus oil.
"Who .. are you not disgusted?" abdar asked after washing his mouth.
"I asked Mas Abdar, would you leave me in this situation?" ask seriously Rahimah.
"No, I will help you" Abdar said quickly.
"So don't ask that again! Better .., mas do not need to fast, fear vomiting again. Mending mas, taking medicine huh?"
"No, I'm still fasting!"
"If so we go to the hospital, let the cake be injected," asked Rahimah.
"Yes, it's better to be injected .. than to break the fast" Abdar agreed.
Fifteen minutes to wait for Adit to pick him up, Rahimah and Abdar are now heading to the hospital. Rahimah immediately signed up, and waited for the queue number of almost an hour.
"Abdar Bariq" cried the nurse.
"It was called mas. Mas Adit, wait a minute yes," said Rahimah and reply Adit. " Yes." Yeah."
Says his grievance. After checking his blood pressure and body temperature ... Abdar is said to be 100% healthy.
Rahimah and Abdar felt a little confused by the doctor's examination, clearly Abdar vomited twice. The doctor also only gave nausea-resistant drugs, taken after breaking the fast and sahur. They finally came home with unsatisfactory results.
"Imah" a call from someone stopped the three pairs of legs that were about to go outside the hospital building.
A doctor with a stethoscope hanging around his neck approached them.
"Congratulations on your marriage" the doctor exclaimed as he thrust his hand before the womb.
"Thank you." Abdar immediately welcomed the hand.
"Oiya, if not wrong ... Indra was not present at the wedding of Imah and Abdar?" adit said.
"Yes, there was an emergency patient. So I can't come" he said, glancing at Rahimah.
Abdar obviously did not forget Indra, because Indra was his twin brother Andri. Their business partners. He squinted suspicious eyes, somehow he felt there was something between Indra and Rahimah.
"But not only you who did not come, Andri also did not come," Adit annoyed.
"I'm sorry about our absence. But we've already sent the gift," he said seriously.
"Yes, I've already accepted it. Thank you for your gift" said Abdar flatly.
"Alright, once again sorry and congratulations to you. Then, if you'll excuse me, "permit Indar.
Indra is always formal and serious, unlike Andri who tends to be homoris.
"Yes, thank you." Abdar looked at him carefully when he saw Indra stealing lyrics to his wife.
"Let's go mas," said Rahimah who did not participate in the conversation at all, even though Indra actually invited him to talk.
"Hmmm," Abdar muttered flatly as he walked first and in the tail of Adit.
Rahimah looked at him in wonder, but still followed them even though they were a few meters behind because of Abdar's very wide steps.
There may be a few more chapters π