The Heart that is Hurt
episide 272

Zain gasped from his sleep. A nightmare just haunted him. He baranjak rose from his sleep, managing his breath that was stung because it was as if he was running as hard as he was being chased by the police who had caught him.

Zain looked at Khumairah who was asleep at his side, the man gently stroked the wife's hair, then dyed her tip of the foreskin with so much sincerity.

For a moment he saw the wife's stomach bulging, a small kick seemed to the baby who seemed to wake up and feel the anxiety of the father.

Zain held touching the stomach of the wife who looked the elbow bulge of the prospective baby. He was very active and also looked very aggressive.

As Zain touched it, the move moved and made Zain smile, forgetting his nightmares for a moment.

Zain got out of his bed, headed to the kitchen, brewed hot coffee and sat leaning against the cement floor.

Zain stared at Kumairah who was fast asleep very quietly, without any burden, because he did not know what really happened.

Zain has withdrawn all his money in his ATM, because the birth of the baby is now just counting the days.

Zain had canceled USG Khumairah, because the accident that hit an intel was still under investigation and news obtained Zain, Intel was broken in the hip.

Although there was a fear of wandering, he also had to make a living. He felt that the Intel seemed to have smelled its existence so that they could spread into any profession.

This afternoon he intends to bring Khumairah to do an examination. Although his wife never complained about everything he experienced, Zain wanted to make sure his wife and future children were in good condition.

Despite the fear of wanting to trade around, he could not stay at home and not work.

Zain feels that his responsibility to a wife is to meet the needs of his pokos according to his ability. He will not starve his wife and that is the true form of love, not just a word of love spoken on the lips without proof.!ak

Without feeling the day was already bright, he saw the wife was still asleep, maybe very tired because her stomach was getting squeaky.

Homework can make him tired, he let it go and tried to make breakfast and cook provisions for lunch.

When he finished making breakfast and lunch, he woke his wife up for breakfast.

Khumairah stretched her body, she looked at the husband who was sitting next to her.

Seeing that breakfast and a glass of warm tea had been served, Khumairah frowned.

"Mas why don't you wake up Mai?" ask with a meaningful view.

Zain smiled faintly "You're very asleep, and Mas can't bear to shake you up" Zain replied with a smile that adorned his lips.

Khumairah got out of her sleep, walked to the bathroom, then suddenly a kick of the fetus hit the wall of her lower abdomen, Khumairah grimaced, silent for a moment and tried to hold it. She didn't want her husband to know.

Then after subsiding, he returned to the bathroom with a limp walk.

Zain offered his breakfast, He must immediately go to the market to shop for fish and vegetables that he would bring to the place when he held his merchandise.

Khumairah returned from the bathroom, he felt his stomach was very dark and precisely pain with very extreme pain.

He tried to keep walking and approached the husband who was enjoying his breakfast.

Actually she was not very interested in breakfast, but in order to take care of her husband's heart, she tried to swallow her breakfast for a bite, and occasionally endure the pain.

Khumairah nodded her head and tried to swallow her mouthful.

"Mas wants to trade, and market first to buy some goods to sell, and jangn forgot the door lock from inside the house" he said.

Then the man tied his hair, put on a hat and wore a face mask and sunglasses.

Zain hoped his disguise would not make the authorities recognize him.

"Mas left first yes, Dik" he said as he kissed the tip of Khumairah's head and moved out.

I was glad to put the plate down, then walked to the door to see the departure of the husband in order to make a living.

After Zain's car disappeared at the intersection, Kbumirah locked the door according to the husband's message.

He felt that his stomach was sometimes wrapped around him and felt a lot of pain. He returned to his bed, trying to relieve the pain he was now trying to endure.

Zqin drove his car, headed for the market to shop. He reached the traditional market and saw it was very crowded from this morning.

Zain parked his car. He did not shop much, because he will trade until 4 pm only, because he intends to take Khumairah to the doctor to check the content.

He shopped and bought a few pounds of fresh fish and mingled with various other buyers.

He accidentally saw a man who was not sane was lying on the site of an unused market. I don't know why he felt phobic seeing the man.

He felt very suspicious to her. Zakn stopped his shopping, then immediately headed for the parking lot and would soon leave to roll out his merchandise.

Zain continued to hope and pray not to be caught the moment before Khumairah gave birth to their baby.

He continued driving until he entered the intersection to the village.

Meanwhile, the HPL schedule for Khumairah is still 3 weeks away, but sometimes the estimate can go forward can also reverse according to the condition of the fetus in the womb of the mother.

Khumairah felt his abdominal pain began to subside, but a few moments later it will return again pain, it seems the baby is trying to spin and find his birth canal.

But because the position of the uterus that Kbumirah hang looks different and rare, making the fetus move in a transverse position.

This makes the fetus perform movements that make the pain in Khumairah increasingly so uncontrollable.

Cold sweat poured from her delicate skin pores. Sometimes he felt his vision as dark, and required him to lie down.

Even today Khumairah does not do his homework, because to stand up he feels unable. He repeatedly changed his sleeping position to find his most comfortable position, but he did not find it.

All the positions he changed made him go awry. Kahumumairah wants to reach her counsellor and tell her the condition of this saag, but the phonsel is located a little far from its current position.

Khumairah can only endure her pain alone without anyone knowing it.

As his vision grew darker, he chose to close his eyes, hoping that the pain would subside after he woke up. The breakfast that He ate was no longer able to spend, because of the pain that was so painful.

"Baby, Zain.." Her gums watered, then tried to close her eyes, looking for a way to relieve her pain by falling asleep.