
...Part 44's...
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“For a while Ibuk must reduce activities first, and pay attention to his diet yes sir, Ibuk postif hamil”.
“Pregnant doc?”.
“Betul Pak, just entering the age of three weeks, so this is very vulnerable, very young, so Ibuk should not be soybean yes sir, I see the condition of Ibuk's body which is indeed weak”.
“Insyaallah doc, I will take good care of our wife and child-to-be, thank you dok”.
“Sama-sama Mr, Bu Zareen routine control yes Bu”.
“Good Mom Doctor, thank you very much Bu”
Zain clung to his wife's hand to guide her out, the grip tightened. Arriving outside he immediately hugged his wife, taking her to the deck.
“Alhamdulillah, Thank God. God secure it to us deck, thank you very dear, thank you”. He said by giving kisses on the head of the wife.
“Iya Mas, Alhamdulillah, this is a favor that God has entrusted to us, we keep together ya Mas”.
“Iya darling”. Zain took off the hug, and switched to rubbing Zareen's head, “We keep together”. Zain rubbed his wife's cheeks, with a happy smile on his lips.
After the examination, the happy couple did not return to their home, Zain took his wife to the shopping center, zain carefully selected fruits that are safe for his wife to consume, after which they switched to a shelf full of various brands and variants of pregnant milk flavor.
“Which deck, which is brown or vanilla?”
“Yang brown Mas”.
“Udah darling? Anything else?”
“This time is Mas”.
After making sure all the groceries went into the trunk, Zain slowly reinstated the black sports car, heading home. During the journey the sweet smile never faded from his sturdy jaw, with eyes that occasionally glanced at the wife sitting next to him, very happy, he repeatedly gave thanks in his heart.
“Assalamualaikum Mother..”
“Waalaikumsalam nak, enter and enter dear”.
Ningsih rushed to open the door for her two children, after Zareen had crucified her hand she took her daughter-in-law into a hug.
“Honey Mother kangen”.
“Za also misses Bu”.
Zain just sighed, watching Mother and wife who had always been so, instantly he was forgotten.
“Udah Darling, Ibuuu? Can you enter already?”
“Ish this you, disrupt aja”. Ningsih took off her arms at Zareen and brought the two children in. Ningsih took her daughter-in-law to sit on their living room sofa and continued the activity of unwinding that had stopped earlier.
“Drink it dear”. Zain placed a glass of water in front of Zareen
“Still Mas”.
Zain smiled and sat down in front of Ningsih and Zareen.
“So how are the results of the inspection nak?”
“Za pregnant Bu”.
“Masyaallah,, Congratulations yes dear, Mom will be granny”. Ningsih could not cover her happiness.
“Iya Ma'am, pray that he is strong yes Ma'am, in the body of his weak mother's”
“Aamiin,, Yes dear, we both pray to God that God will take care of Iza and the future grandchildren of this Mother. Healthy always, Za don't be tired, can't think much, eat it should be added yes nak”.
“Iya Bu”
“Zain Mom tipped daughter-in-law and granddaughter Mother, you should pay more attention to Iza, do not stock mulu, remember it”
“Iya Ibuuu, Zain will remember”
Zain and his wife spent their day here at his mother's house, waiting for Echo to come home from school, and many things this little family did, until it was not late in the afternoon. Zain sent Zareen home after making sure his lover was satisfied to play with his sister.
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Zareen put his salary on the nightstand after a few minutes he joked with his Father and Mother in the village, telling him many things including telling him this happy news. Both parents are certainly grateful and very happy for the blessing that God gave for their daughter's marriage. Zain stepped out, he remembered the busy husband in the study. Before that Zareen stopped by the kitchen, taking a bottle of water and a cup.
“Mas.”
“Iya darling, eh kok not slept?”
“Not yet sleepy Mas, Za here aja nemenin Mas”. Zareen swapped the cup on her husband's table and swapped it for a new one.
Zareen smiled and sat down next to her husband.
“New project Mas?”
“Iya deck, new Mall construction project Adiaksa Group”.
“Wahhh budget as soon as you want how big is the mall?”. Zareen was amazed while continuing to pay attention to the screen that showed the complete design with the budget of the fund.
“Ha ha much more bigger than this dek”
“Cape really definitely its financial division, brain tinker again, revision again, budget again, hufh”.
“Emang so yes, how do you know deck?”
“Yes know Mas, I was in that position”
“Za ever been in this division? How long?”
“Old Mas, about three years”.
“Over time yes, if the boss is giaman, how can you stay at home for so long?”
“Alhamdulillah his boss is very good Mas, very caring, never angry”
“Cooking yes never angry?”
“Bener Mas, never Angry, there is anger, just angry like a negur aja so good, talking well, not like the big bosses most he he, he, anyway his people are very good deh Mas”
“Yes natural if it is old calm, yes it should be so”
“He is young Mas, maybe the same age Mas”
Zain stopped his activities and turned to face Zareen.
“Owhhh... So from earlier you banding-banding Mas same your former boss?”
“Eh enggak Mas, Za not membandingin, right Za only..”.
“What's free?”
“And again sharing, Mas nanya, Za jaw...”
Zareen's words came to a halt, as the husband's hand cupped his cheek.
“Honey,, you praise him a lot, in front of Mas, your former boss, in front of your husband, can't, can't, Mas don't like. Stop yes, next time do not need stories about him again the same Mas, Mas also do not know him, for what, Mas do not like the tree, okay”
Zareen gawked, was it true that he made a mistake? Where the fault lies, was not the context they were sharing the story only.
“Dah yuk bobok”. Zareen regained consciousness after getting a pinch on her nose
“Mas pain tau”
“Pain hurts? The feeling of Mas was just a little toel deh, like gini”. Zain pinched Zareen's nose again.
“Truly lo Mas”. Zareen replied with the corner of the eye that began to water.
“Darling dear do not cry, Maskan just joking, kok cry anyway, oh dear Mas sorry, Mas sorry”. Panicked Zain took Zareen into his arms.
And the tears finally fell, soaking his clothes.
Zain continued to rub the head of his wife. “Sayang please stop crying, Mas is just kidding, cook yes Mas want to hurt you, sorry Mas yaa”.
“Honey Yes cry”.
The issue was still heard, now it was her turn to wonder, “Did she make a mistake? Where is the fault?, he only did activities that have become his habit so far, is he wrong?”
Long time no answer.
In the end he carried his wife's body into their room, breaking down and giving blankets to lovers who no longer want to look at him, but he still tried to bring the wife to the deck, rubbing his back gives him calmness.
Why is his wife so sensitive like this, heartbroken, easy to cry, is this also one of the changes because she is pregnant”, maybe so. Well right, he pleaded wrong, he's the one who's guilty here. Zain continued wiping his wife's back while continuing to curse himself, until he fell asleep following Zareen to his dreamland.
TO BE CONTINUE
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It turns out that this is the reason for Zareen's different behavior, it turns out that he was in a drunken slumber pregnant young 😄
We love the spirit for the axe whose patience stock should be more to accompany this bumil he he
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