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Nausea and Tired!

"Surge, Mpap! Move over!" rahma shouted after getting out of bed. Abraham was stunned in front of the bathroom while drying his wet hair.

The nausea is so great felt by the young pregnant woman. He had to endure the turmoil because Abraham did not immediately step aside from the bathroom door to make Rahma have to smother her mouth.

Hoek! Byurs!

Abraham was flabbergasted after finding something so disgusting. His fragrant body had to be hit by the vomit of the woman standing before him. The mature man ventured to see the condition of his body after getting a surprise in the morning from the lover of heart.

"Dek Rahma! Whatisthis? Holy jeez!" Abraham rubbed his face rough after seeing the towel wrapped around his waist stained.

In her deepest heart, Rahma was eager to spit out her guts on the two grandchildren's grandfather's face, especially when she recalled her conversation with Rima yesterday at the clinic. However, however, he is still aware that the annoying man is the father of the fetus he is carrying.

"When has the Rahma Deck been like this?" abraham asked after cleaning himself and replacing his towel with a clean one.

"I've been trying to contact Mpap since yesterday, but Mpap is busy with Rima's mom. Even to play twice a night," Rahma sat on the closet with a shabby face.

"God. Poor you, Dek," said Abraham, grabbing Rahma's head and sticking it to his stomach. "I'm sorry, yes" he said, rubbing the woman's long, lethargic hair.

"My pregnancy was four weeks. Later in the day I have a counseling schedule with an obstetrician, but I'm sure Mpap will not be able to accompany me. Ah, nevermind. Anyway, I don't expect company." Rahma moved from her seat. After feeling better, the woman came out of the bathroom. Abraham just stood there. Not long after, he followed his beautiful lover out of there, still wearing a towel.

"So, is Dek Rahma really pregnant?" tanyanya.

"Mk think I'm kidding? Mpap anyway if the main does not want to wear gloves, so the risk responsibility is like this," said Rahma upset. He was choosing the clothes he would wear.

"I think yesterday-yesterday Dek Rahma just mengeprank. How'this? She said Deck Rahma uses KB calendar, but how come she's pregnant?" abraham's Protest. He then sat at the end of the bed while continuing to watch Rahma who was changing clothes. Today, the thirty-five-year-old woman is lazy to take a bath. As long as there is an expensive parfume that Abraham bought specifically from France, everything will be fine. Rahma began spraying the parfume on some parts of her body.

But what happened? The aroma of fragrant fragrances actually invites nausea and dizziness back. As a result, Rahma had to run into the bathroom immediately. Abraham was sitting on the edge of the bed. He will soon have the third grandson of his youngest son. In addition, he will also be the father of an affair that has been maintained and hidden well, from a legitimate wife who considers him a dream husband. It is inconceivable how mummified the head of a man aged half a century more.

Until Rahma came out of the bathroom, Abraham was still sitting staring at what was happening. He has not yet dressed, even though today he will make a visit to an area. The one day ration he gave to spend with his beloved cemceman, turned out to pass by and only he used to watch the woman who kept vomiting uncontrollably.

"Sir. Didn't Adek already apply KB calendar? Why are you still missing?" ask Abraham again who still seems confused.

"Jeez, Mpap. KB medically alone sometimes fails, especially only KB calendar," replied Rahma upset. He turned back in front of the mirror.

"Yes, but how is this? I cannot marry Dek Rahma. What would happen if my wife and daughters knew? I will also be fired from the office. Whoa, ciloko!" Abraham patted his slippery forehead.

"Mpap just think of a way out. Today I have a counseling schedule with the obstetrician. She will give you the best advice for pregnancy without this plan. Duh .. if you know it will be like this ...." Rahma complained quietly. He grabbed his bag and intended to go to the door.

"Dek Rahma wait a minute, we're not done talking" Abraham said. He followed Rahma to the door.

"Mpap what the hell? Put some clothes on first," said Rahma who began to get annoyed with the grandfather of two grandchildren.

"Yes, but we'll talk for a while before I leave for Manokwari" he said.

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Another Rahma, another with Astrid. Her husband, Handoko Suryadiningrat, is known to be ill. The news he got from the third wife of the coal businessman. "Mom, Astrid. Mas Han was sick for two days at my place" Santi said, when contacting Astrid.

"Who can schedule a visit this week?" Astrid asked back. "Aren't Han supposed to be in the second wife? Why is it suddenly on you?" Astrid sounded astonished, the problem was that she knew very well the schedule of the husband's visit in one month.

"Yes, ma'am. It should be the same schedule this week mbak Aisyah, but he said suddenly mbak Aisyah instead come month. So, mas Han finally came to me. Uh, now he's sick here" Santi said, complaining quietly.

"Yes already. Get in touch with you again, yes you take care of it," Astrid replied lightly.

"Okay, mbak. How about this, I will have a job," replied Santi regretting the situation.

"Well, you think I don't have a job?" astrid replied, even though it was the truth. Every day, every moment, Astrid's work just relaxes and recedes while enjoying her luxurious life. "You don't just want to be delicious, the turn to be sick does not want to take care. What kind of wife are you?" nagging Astrid again in annoyance.

"It's not so, ma'am. This is Han's own mas who asked to go back to Astrid's mother's house. He said that if the pain is more comfortable to be taken care of the same, not the other," said Santi defended himself.

"Heleh ..." Astrid grunted quietly. "What the fuck?"

"So how, ma'am? I anterin mas Han to go there or mbak who picked me up?" ask Santi.

"Where is Han? I want to talk to him" Astrid asked.

Not long after, the voice of the husband who now has four wives was heard on the phone. "Mom, it's me" he said in a weak voice.

"What pain?" ask Astrid normally.

"Regular, Mom. Pissing stones I relapsed again. From yesterday to urinate it hurts," complained Handoko.

"Gosh, did Santi not go to the doctor? Easy right?"

"Already, Mom. I checked, but what, huh? I'm more comfortable with you if it hurts like this. You know best how to take care of me when I'm in this condition" Handoko said, making Astrid's head smoky.

"Married on! It's a sick turn you just said that!" astrid grumbled with annoyance.

The honey farmer woman immediately disconnected her phone with Handoko because she was upset by the answer. He let out a long sigh and after that massaged the base of his nose due to dizziness.

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