Sharing Love: Between Us
Bab.282 Nausea
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"Well, where'd you go?" ask one of Alana's children when they have breakfast together.
Aryo who was just about to sip coffee in his hand stopped his movements. She looked at her two children with trembling eyes, then looked at her in-laws in turn, as if asking for help to answer the question.
"Honey, mom is there a need with her friend, so she did not come home," said Alana's mother, who deliberately stayed at Aryo's house, to help take care of their two grandchildren.
"Well, Papah, call mama, I'll talk to mama" suggested the other child, staring at the twinkle in Aryo's face.
"Can't, baby. There can't use a cell phone. Later if mama calls, Papa will tell you yes." Aryo tried to seduce his two children.
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As the day before, Aryo first visits the wife at the police station, before leaving for the office.
"Here, I brought you some food" said Aryo, keeping a box of supplies on the table.
Alana shed her tears, while receiving the box. His heart felt tight and aching, looking at his current condition.
"How are the kids?" alana asked, with her head lowered.
Aryo threw away her face, it felt so painful, seeing the woman she loved so much suffer like now. He can do nothing to free Alana.
"They're good, you don't have to worry about it" replied Aryo.
Alana smiled wryly, hearing the answer from her husband, she looked at her husband's face that looked chaotic.
Alana knows, even though Aryo looks tough in front of her, it's all Aryo does just so that, she does not think too much about her husband and children.
"That's it, I won't worry anymore" Alana said, smiling faintly.
Aryo just nodded his head, staring into the wife's face.
"How about my meeting with Keenan and Riska, have you managed to contact them?" ask Alana again.
Alana realizes that currently only Keenan and Riska can free her from this very sad place.
Aryo shook his head faintly, he stared teary-eyed at his wife.
"I managed to contact Ezra's personal assistant last night. But, he hasn't told you yet until now," replied Aryo limp.
A little later Aryo had walked out of the police station, where his wife was detained. Just now he was about to open the car door, when the ringing of his cell phone rang out.
"Hello, Mr. Alvin," said Aryo, putting his phone to his ear.
"Good morning, Mr. Aryo. I've given you a message, you, to Mr. Keenan."
"really? Did he agree to meet with me and my wife?" aryo asked, expectantly.
"Pak Keenan agreed to meet with, you. But, he asked for time until the results of his wife's examination went outside."
Aryo was a little disappointed when he heard the answer from Alvin, although he also held high hopes, if only the results of the Riska examination were okay. So that Alana can get an apology, or leniency in serving the sentence.
"Well, I'll wait until they see us. Please let me know, if Keenan and Riska have met," said Aryo.
"Of course, I'll tell you again."
The phone connection was closed.
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Keenan had just walked out of the wife's room, after seeing Riska who was asleep. He contacts Alvin to inform him of his meeting with Aryo.
"Vin, I want to see Aryo after Riska gets home from the hospital" Keenan said.
"Good, Sir. I'll tell you soon."
Keenan again hung up his phone, after they had a little chat first.
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His stomach felt turbulent, as if he did not want to stop to pull out the contents inside. He hadn't even had time to eat his breakfast in the morning.
Keenan accompanied his wife, he massaged Riska's nape, trying to ease the nausea that Riska suffered, while the other hand, held his wife's hair so as not to vomit.
Keenan grimaced, seeing his wife's agony this morning. He took a small towel and wiped his wife's lips and face wet with water.
"Have you?" keenan asked, looking at his wife's face.
Riska nodded, she was already so limp, that it felt so lazy just to answer a question from her husband.
Keenan grabbed Riska's body, he carried her bridal syle and carried her out of the bathroom.
Riska leaned her head against her husband's chest, her body completely limp this morning.
Somehow, the nausea was increasingly becoming more and more, when at first he only often felt nauseous at certain times only.
"When did I get to go home? I don't like being here" Riska lamented.
"Later I asked the doctor yes, now you rest first," said Keenan while trying to lay his wife's body.
"I want to go home, I don't like it here," whined Riska again, even put his hand on the neck of the saumi, to make Keenan can't let go of his wife.
He was comfortable with Keenan's body scent, so he was reluctant to let go.
"Honey, let go first, it's soon time for your doctor to check on you" said Keenan.
Riska also immediately released her husband's body, she did not want that until the incident with Alvin yesterday, will be repeated again. That really feels embarrassing.
Keenan smiled at the panicked face of his wife. He finally chose to sit on the side seat of the Riska barnkar.
"Still nauseous?" asked Keenan, rubbing the top of his wife's head.
"A little bit, but now I feel weak," java Riska, nodded faintly.
"I'm sorry, because of me, you have to be like this" said Keenan, full of guilt.
"No need to apologize, it's not wrong, brother. I'm also happy, I could contain." Riska shook her head faintly, while taking Keenan's hand on her head.
She carried her husband's hand over her stomach, and moved it slowly.
"This seems more comfortable," Riska added as she closed her eyes.
Keenan smiled, he looked at the beautiful face of his wife with love, then turned to the stomach he was wiping slowly.
Healthy and growing you there, son. We are waiting for the moment to meet you, Inner Keenan.
That morning Riska finally fell asleep again after the doctor examined her, she even ate only a few mouthfuls of her breakfast, plus half a glass of pregnant milk.
Keenan could not force, he was also afraid that his wife would return to vomiting like a moment ago.
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During the day, Keenan is accompanying Riska to lunch in her hospital room.
"Udah, Bang. I was full" Riska said, holding the spoon in her husband's hand.
"This is only half of it, baby. Is your time full? Eat a little more, huh?" keenan said, while continuing to persuade his wife.
Riska shook her head, rejecting her husband's request.
"I'm full, Bang. How about going outside again?" said Riska, shaking her head.
"But, this morning you ate only a little, now also not finished. Let's go a little bit more." Keenan was still trying to persuade his wife.
"Don't want to, Bang. No, heuk!" Riska closed her mouth as the turbulent taste re-introduced her stomach.
"Okay, okay, I won't make it anymore. Yes, it's okay, a little bit of food," resigned Keenan, finally put again the plate on the table.
"Here, drink first." Keenan helps his wife to drink warm water, so that her stomach feels more comfortable.
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