
Rasya was in a room inside his apartment.
He's on the phone with Sherly.
"Honey because soon we will get married, how about we fit a wedding dress?" ask Sherly on her phone.
"Fitting a wedding dress?"
"Dear, our reception is six months away, I want to order a nice wedding dress and details, if not from now the message, will not be hunted dear," said Sherly .
"Dear, tomorrow morning we go to the boutique."
"Yes, honey, but I'm not the only one who wants to be different at our wedding."
"What do you mean, honey?"
"Mommy I also want kebaya fittings for our reception later. You don't mind, honey, if my mom comes with us to the boutique tomorrow?"
"No dong."
"Yes tomorrow morning you will pick me up."
"Yes dear."
"Dah Darling, love u so much. Muezz."
"Love you too."
Rasya keeps his cell phone on the nightstand.
Rasya lay on the bed while staring at the ceiling of his room.
'Sherly and I must get married immediately, if Puri is pregnant, I will marry both. Sherly wouldn't mind if I married Puri, because everything's happened. And Puri, it seems like he's easy to set up. How else would it be if it was her destiny I had to marry two women at once, Rasya's inner self.
Rasya blew his rough breath.
Cring..the phone ringing is heard above the nightstand. Lazily Rasya touched the phone. Rasya looked at the phone screen to see who was contacting him.
"Bram?"
"Hello, Bram why are you calling me night-night?"
"Hello bro, your tone is not very good. I just heard from Sherly that you're getting married soon."
"Well! you call my girl? why?" Rasya asked with jealousy.
"Hehe, I don't call lo 'girls, jealous really lo be a person, just as long as you know I don't want a matre chick like Sherly. I know from the status of WA Sherly," said Bram Ketus.
"Why do you keep calling me?"
"Eh, Race. Soon you and Sherly get married, can I get Puri?"
Rasya's eyes widened to hear Bram's question.
"Can't!"
"Loh why? You have also been allotted talak to Puri, right?"
"I can't!" Shoot Rasya while hanging up the phone.
Bram stared in annoyance at his phone screen.
"Eh but why should I have permission from Rasya, he is not who Puri is."
Bram scratched his non-itchy head.
"OK tomorrow I meet Puri at his school."
***
Time shows at three in the morning.
Rasya woke up from his sleep as soon as he felt nauseous.
Rasya who was still so sleepy was forced to get out of bed and run towards the bathroom.
There Rasya vomited up his stomach until his body was so limp.
Rasya washed his face and saw the reflection of his face in front of the sink mirror.
He remembered Puri.
"Why am I vomiting like Puri" he murmured.
His stomach felt so sore, he tried to find an ulcer medicine in the medicine drawer. But did not find it, because Rasya never had stomach problems.
'Damn it, my stomach hurts a lot."
Rasya then drank warm water to reduce in his stomach.
But the water is not to relieve the pain in the stomach but actually makes the stomach more sore. Rasya's throat may be injured due to the acid reflux that comes out through his vomit does not make it difficult to swallow.
Rasya held the pain in the stomach.
After a while of enduring the pain, Rasya fell back asleep.
****
The voice of the phone again sounded above the Rasya nightstand.
Rasya grabbed her phone and put it in the blanket.
"Hello," Rasya's voice softened inside the blanket.
"Darling! What time is it, he said you want to take me to the boutique?! I'm ready for this."
"Dear, I'm sorry I can't seem to be today. Last night I was vomiting, my stomach wasn't good. I'm just so jolly again."
"Honey how you can be sick that anyway, even though I'm the same Mami is ready Loh," said Sherly in a disappointed tone.
"Dear, next time, wait for my condition to improve. I don't think I can get into the office today either."
"Yes, tomorrow. You take medicine so that it heals quickly. I don't want you to get sick of our marriage being pushed back again" Sherly said.
"Not the Yang. I won't back down, no matter what happens I'll marry you."
Across the phone Sherly pulls her smile.
"It's a shame to take a break, I'll hang up."