The Charm of Love Amartha
Don't Panic
Vira came with a box of knitting tools. The business he built from scratch is now giving him regular income that makes him excited again. At least by doing this he can manage his own time and forget about the man named Firlan.
"Eh, Miss Vira. It's been waiting for Madam in the family room," said Bik Surti who just opened the door for Vira.
"Well, where's Sasa, Bik?" ask Vira while entering the magnificent house.
"Again the village, he said his brother wanted a wedding," replied the Surti bik who closed the door again.
Vira walks into the living room, meeting Amartha who is enjoying sago cake.
"Widihh, a very nice pregnant woman snacked on it," said Vira while saying a red box that was still closed.
"Jam this way you like to snack the most and bertar again must be sleepy," replied Amartha.
"For so long, Vir? you ride an ojek or a snail ride, anyway?" syndir Amartha.
"I used to love it, Ta. Just here, after all, very early in the morning to the house people will be thought to be hitchhiking breakfast," explained Vira, Amartha mangosteen to hear Vira's answer.
"What do you want to drink, Vir?" ask Amartha.
"What is important, do not cobble water or raw water" said Vira.
"Bik, Bik Surti.." cried Amartha.
"Yes, Madam..."
"Bik? can I make an ice cube for me like Vira?" ask Amartha.
"The lights are still there, right?" amartha.
"Some, madam, let me make it first..."
Bik Surti returned to the kitchen while Amartha who was sitting leyehan on the sofa looked at Vira who was sitting below while opening the woman's red box.
"You can really make clothes from the thread and the tool" said Amartha while putting sago cake into his mouth.
"I don't know, in school there were embroidery subjects, well I started to be interested in the same yarn, anyway I really like, Ta .. and my grandmother used to like knitting, and my grandmother used to like knitting, he once taught me to also make kayak gini," said Vira.
"Well, how can you make a cake? can you cook good? since we like it so we can, I last cook almost make people diarrhea, Ta.."
"Well, how can you?"
"Yes how? it turns out that cooking requires great effort and good skill as well. Hadeuh, no talent I tuh.." said Vira while remembering the incident gongso that almost made Ricko diarrhea.
"You've started a business? sell knitted clothes like gini?" ask Amartha.
"Yes that way, it turns out there are only those who buy." said Vira.
"Es kopyornya, madam." said Bik Surti who brought two glasses of ice that refreshes the throat.
"Thank you, beautiful." said Vira to Bik Surti.
"Oh, this Miss Vira..."
"Thank you, Bik. Don't forget to drop off for everyone, usually Damian and Mang Anto gather at the post Mang Tatang, right?" amartha.
"Yes, Madam ... later I will bring it to the post," said Bik Surti as he left the room. Vira takes care of her work first. He was worried that water from the glass would drip on his work.
Amartha lowered her feet to the floor she tried to reach for the tall, clear glass. Vira who saw it immediately helped Amartha take the glass containing the iced kopyor.
"Thank you, Ta.." said Amartha.
Suddenly Amartha stopped the ice-copyor feed into her mouth, as intense pain invaded her stomach. Like something urgent wants out.
"Aawhhh!" Amartha groaned in pain. Vira who was enjoying her ice immediately put her glass on the table. He immediately moved and took the glass Amartha held.
"What's wrong with you, Ta?" ask Vira confused.
"It hurts a lot, Viraaa..."
Vira immediately checked Amartha's stomach which was starting to tighten. Vira tried not to panic, because it would make Amartha even more afraid.
"Calm down, you try to breathe in and breathe out slowly" Vira gave the instructions.
Amartha began to do as Vira said. He took a deep breath and exhaled it slowly. Vira looked at her phone and counted how many minutes the pain Amartha felt.
"Aaaakh, sick!" amartha said slowly, but Vira knew that Amartha must have been in excruciating pain.
"Relax, like the grandpa met his mom with his dad,"
"Not papa's mom, Vira! but mother and father," ralat Amartha.
"Yes yes mom is the same as dad means," said Vira.
"God again sick can still erratiate my sloppy speech," muttered Vira.
"You wait here, I call Bik Surti first. Let me freak it out, just a second, Ta..." Vira went straight to the kitchen. However, there is no one.
"Jeez, bik Surti where are you trying? she doesn't know if her employer wants a child?" Vira looking for bik Surti in kitchen cabinet set.
"Geez why I also open the cabinet, it is not possible to also bik Surti nyempil there!"
"Oh, yes, maybe another ice copier in the future," Vira directly ngibrit to the living room. Amartha who was pale to see Vira who had run to the kitchen now run again to the living room to make Amartha shake her head.
"So he said I didn't panic, but he was like running again" Amartha said.
Vira who then opens the door coincides with the Surti bik who will also enter the house. They screamed because they were both shocked.
"Astaghfirlah, Miss Vira made a bibik startled! fortunately, the heart is still strong!" bik Surti rubbed his chest.
"There was me who was surprised why also Bik Surti suddenly nongol in front of the kayak door earlier!" vira said.
"I'm going to run out of ice kopyor in the future, Ma'am..."
"You're making a storm at the door" said Firlan who was suddenly nongolous as a demon. Firlan, who had come to pick up documents in Satya's workroom, was confused to see two women speaking at the door
"Astaghfirlah! I forgot, it's Amartha like it's the birth. Let's help me, bik!" vira said nervously while holding Firlan's hand. Firlan who was held was silent and according to where Vira took him.
"Bibik mending take a suitcase or anything that has been prepared Amartha if you want to go to the hospital," said Vira while looking back. But he was surprised when he found out that he was wrong with people.
"Jeez, I'm a crocodile!" vira said as she let go of her hand.
"What did you say? a crocodile?" firlan said he didn't take it.
"Aduuuh, Miss Vira and Mas Firlan were postponed, noisily," said Bik Surti, who told the two people who were about to start arguing.
Vira follows the bik Surti who half ran towards his master.
"Mrs!" exclaimed bik Surti when he saw Amartha withstood a very severe pain.
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