The Heart of the Major's Husband
Mual

The morning before, entering the first month of Aditya's departure, made Nancy more eager to spend time in the factory and gather once a week with other Persit mothers.

Of course with the drama that is very dizzying Nancy's head as an ordinary woman. Persit's mothers who really like to talk about things that are very damaging to Nancy's mood as the wife of a major.

Not a few of them highly praised Nancy, but there are also those who compare with Evi.

Somehow, if you hear the name of the woman named Evi, Nancy's chest up and down, even more tightness in the making.

For example, now they are at a meeting in the meeting room, which is the usual place for Persit Kartika mothers to hold organizational meetings, he said, will raise funds or in the form of assistance for post-earthquake that hit one of the regions in Indonesia.

Their eyes fell on Nancy, who was the favorite daughter of the largest tea plantation entrepreneur in the area.

Many times Nancy gulped her saliva, glancing at the other mothers, in order to take their eyes off her.

"Major, let's give us the best tea for earthquake victims. Count alms," said one of the mothers who liked to disturb Nancy, from a very simple appearance without jewelry and luxury.

Nancy just smiled. He didn't want to answer, because it wasn't Nancy's full authority.

For some reason, Nancy did not want to mince words with the organizations present that morning. Dizzy head, even making the nausea feeling more turbulent and want to remove all of his stomach contents.

Rushing Nancy ran small towards the toilet, having never felt this way before ...

"Tweeek ... Weeek ... Uweeek ..."

Nancy's stomach is really turbulent, even making her eyes watery and cheeks feel fluffy because it feels like a head that bristles like a person with hypertension.

Nancy leaned her head against the toilet mirror, soaking her face with water, to feel comfortable and refreshed.

Nancy recalled her last period, three weeks before Adit left for the Middle East.

Nancy stared fixedly at her face in the mirror, looking at all the changes that were happening, if the woman was really pregnant, so that she had a change in the shape of a woman's body as she read.

The soft, delicate hand touched his forehead, which seemed to have not changed anything, even tighter. But the pretty face looks paler, and looks tired from lack of rest.

Nancy let out a heavy sigh, muttering inwardly, still staring into the bathroom mirror, "What if I'm really pregnant? Why did Mas Adit leave his seed when he was not around? I want to feel pregnant and give birth close to my beloved husband. So that I can feel what it's like to be a perfect mother and wife."

Nancy's eyes immediately glazed over, while remembering all that would be her struggle throughout the day if she really was declared pregnant.

Her delicate hand rubbed back the slender belly, which was still wrapped in a shirt, "Finished from here, I should stop by Midwife Siska to check my condition."

Nancy passed by, leaving the meeting room toilet to regroup with the other mothers. His face seemed to improve, after inhaling the wind oil he used to carry everywhere.

Before long Nancy was there, their show was over. As planned, the woman, who was the wife of the major, only donated 15 million in cash from the Sugondo tea factory.

Again and again, the cash that Nancy brought was a gossip for the mothers in the room.

Alvi approached Nancy, whispering to the beautiful woman, "Oh Nancy Mba, how to go with the general's mothers. Surely get more profit! A month is only five million a month," he nods to reassure.

Nancy shook her head, she smiled faintly, looked at Mother Alvi then said, "Sorry Mom. I don't like arisan. Because there's too much activity in the factory!" emphatically.

Alvi only let out a cold snort, hearing Nancy's disinterested speech gathered with the more wow high-officials.

"You have a lot of money, even greater your income than your husband. The major allowance is also not up to 15 million, right? Come along, make lots of friends! Because you have a luxury vehicle. Let them know, that Aditya Atmaja's wife is really a rich man, and do not rule out the possibility of your husband being returned quickly," Alvi said at length.

Nancy shook her head, "Sorry Mom. I'm not interested. Maybe next time, huh? Excuse me!"

Nancy picked up her little bag, passed away from the meeting room, which still sounded the babbling voices of the julid mothers talking about her.

Slowly Nancy let out a long sigh, she gently rubbed her head, opened the car door, then passed away leaving the union.

Along the way, Nancy just mengedumel herself. How is it possible, he was forced to join the wives of the generals who always escorted the delivery of his family's export goods.

"Sorry Mrs Alvi, I don't want to! But surely they will fight over my family to be their bodyguards, and reap greater profits ... Like not knowing just a small bait offered by Bu Alvi ..."

Nancy just shook her head, imagining if everyone in the union knew who Aditya Atmaja's wife was.

"When I came without a driver, many wondered. Moreover, I joined them! Maybe you are confused and decided to cooperate with my in-laws who always deal with Om Nanta. They don't know ... Uugh!" all the way.

Nancy stops her car in front of the house of Midwife Siska, who is a cousin of Ningsih. His head still felt frowny, nausea returned like never before.

"Hm ... Hopefully just a regular wind," he said himself when getting out of the car.

Siska, who saw her niece's car in front of her practice house, greeted Nancy with a warm hug.

Siska asked as she hugged Nancy's body tightly, "Hooh ... The geulis has arrived here. How's geulis doing?"

"Good Auntie," he hugged Siska's body which still looks slim despite having three sons who are still in growth.

Siska rubbed Nancy's forehead, looking at the woman's slightly pale face, asking suspicious of her nephew's condition, "You're pregnant? How pale? Is Adit home yet?"

Nancy shook her head, answering while sitting on the chair that was already available.

Nancy explained and asked, and massaged her pulsating temple, "It's still another 11 months Mas Adit is back, Nte. So Nancy wants a pregnancy check, because the last period is three weeks before Mas Adit leaves. Not pregnant, Tan?"

Siska smiled, "It's okay to be pregnant. So when Mas Adit comes home, he'll be happy to see his wife already has a successor to the state servant" his god at the top of Nancy's nose.

Nancy simply nodded confirming Siska's seemingly happy smiling speech.