
The days are slow to go through, the day feels like a month. But I have to stay strong for the sake of the child in my womb. This is a decision I made, so inevitably I have to keep going.
In the afternoon, I was escorted by Ryan to Bu Yani's. When I arrived at the checkpoint, I saw two pregnant women waiting in line. I noticed the two pregnant women, the other one was seen her stomach that had been rounded seems to have approached the time of delivery. But I don't know, because his body is also fat. While the other is still young, his body is quite full and his stomach has also been seen to bulge. Probably seven months of age. But after I approached and a little wondering about pregnancy it turns out that the young pregnant ones are even approaching the time of delivery. While the fat pregnant even just walk seven months. I feel insecure about my pregnancy. My gestational age has been five months but my body is thin. Only my stomach looks a little bigger. Is my child healthy in there? Is my son okay? Various bad thoughts were raging inside my head. Until the voice of the call from a nurse who was in charge of helping Bu Yani disperse my daydream.
"Mother of Ramadhani's Sun." I looked to the left and right, but no one was there. Where did the two boils go? How long have I been daydreaming about not realizing his disappearance? I immediately got up and entered the treatment room.
"Let's mom, weigh it first." Said the young nurse. I seem to be much younger than him. I immediately climbed onto the scales still with a dazed mind.
"Fourty-four kilos ma'am." Nurse said to Ms. Yani.
"Let's Mom, please lie on the bed." The nurse immediately guided me to sleep on the treatment bed. I saw Ms. Yani get up and come over to me and examine my stomach.
"It's been five months, he's twenty-two weeks. Eat a lot of Nja, do not think too much because it can interfere with fetal growth. Your tension is low too." Bu Yani.
"Have you been drinking pregnant milk?"
"It's Mom." Answer me while looking down. It was a month ago that my milk ran out and I had no money to buy it.
"Well, I'll give you some vitamins and a blood booster. Remember that! don't mind much." Bu Yani reminded once again and I just nodded slowly.
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Her morning....
"But I'm awake, it's noon." I shook Ryan's body slowly.
"Mas, it's eight o'clock. Ryan doesn't work?"
"Whisper! Disturb people from sleeping."
"I'm just asking you, Ryan, don't you work? It's eight o'clock, afraid of bad luck. Later also I will have to scold if mas not awake."
"Well, we have breakfast first."
"Eat it yourself!" Ryan said, then closed his eyes. I could only sigh slowly and then move to get out of the room, but stopped when I heard the words of Ryan who was heartbreaking again.
"There are many women out there who can make their own money and do not just rely on their husbands. Not like you usually just eat sleep eat sleep just sleep work."
Jem!
Throw away my tears, this heartache. "Lord, give your servant this power." Please me in my heart. I immediately came out of the room for breakfast because my stomach was already sore. But after the food was in front of my eyes, I just stirred it up without intending to eat it.
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