The Journey of the Love of the Haram Child
Chapter 67 Line Two

After finishing with their worship Misela invited Dzakir to come down. While guiding Dzakir slowly, Misela and Dzakir went down the stairs. Bik Sum and Bik Sri were astonished to see his master who these few days did have much difference from before. Bik Sum and Bik Sri also approached Dzakir and Misela at the end of the stairs.

"Den Dzakir, why Non? Sick huh?" Ask Bik Sum.

"Mas Dzakir abis puking Bik, please make warm ginger tea for Mas Dzakir." Misela answered and then led Dzakir back to the sofa and sat next to her.

Soon Bik Sum came with a cup of ginger tea and placed it on the front desk of Dzakir.

"It's Den. Don't usually Den like this? What's the wind Den? Or did you eat wrong?"

Dzakir was only able to shake his head which had been leaning on the sofa. Misela then helps Dzakir drink his tea. But Dzakir felt nauseous again and finally ran to the bathroom not far from the sofa.

"Buck….."

Misela looked confused.

"Don't Mas Dzakir get poisoned Bik? But I also ate everything that Mas Dzakir bought I did not why. But why is Mas Dzakir like that."

Misela bit her fingernails many times and paced at the door frantically waiting for her husband to lock the bathroom door.

"Huueeekkk"

There was the sound of Dzakir vomiting in the bathroom.

"Mas... Open the door, I don't have a papa, do you?"

Dzakir opened the door, looking pale and limp. With a stagger Dzakir walked towards the sofa to sit back down.

"Den, what is the usual vomit of clear water? Keep his stomach hurt really not like empty stomach contents?" Ask Bik Sri.

"Clear water Bik, from earlier no food came out. The stomach is okay. It's not so sick." Answer Dzakir.

Bik Sri was silent for a moment.

"Den, maybe Den Dzakir again nyidam. Is Miss pregnant positive?" Ask Bik Sri again.

"Pregnant?" Answer them compact.

Dzakir then began to remember something that yesterday he bought a test for his wife to check her pregnancy was true or not.

"Darling, I forgot something." Dzakir said while holding Misela's hands.

"Forgot what is it?" Misela had no idea what her husband had forgotten.

"Kemaren Mas buy a testpek for you baby. You are also late for the moon, right? Try you fret."

Misela recalls the date of her last period and also her finish. Then Misela's fingers seemed to move as if counting something.

"Ah yes Mas, I'm ten days late Mas."

Misela realized that she was late for the moon.

"Bik Sum please get the testpek in my briefcase yes. In the workspace." Dzakir's orders on his art.

Bik Sum went up the stairs and looked for the intended test. While Dzakir and Misela sat on the sofa waiting for Bik Sum.

"But if the results don't match how? What if you catch a cold? Not the one who got pregnant with me but why did you want me?" Misela pondered a little.

"For some people there is Non whose wife is pregnant but who craves it's husband. In my village there is Non who is so concerned." Answer Bik Sri.

"But isn't it weird Bik, am I pregnant?" Ask Misela.

"Honey, for God nothing is strange or impossible. Maybe this is what we call baby." Dzakir.

Misela was silent and lowered her head. She was afraid her husband was disappointed. Although they are every month in control and treatment because they are participating in a pregnant program, Misela is still afraid.

Bik Sum came down and handed the test to Misela. Not Misela if not innocent, he does not know how to use the test. Bik Sri taught him.

"Well later Non pee in this container. That's what this line pee border is yes Non do full-fledged. Keep this tip in dipupin into the pee. After that, we wait for the results. If the line is one negative sign of pregnancy if the line is two means Non Misela is positive for pregnancy." 

That's the explanation Bik Sri and Misela nodded assenting the sign of understanding with what the art said.

"Superior time Non. If it's positive, the test results are taken to the doctor for further examination." Answer Bik Sri.

"Udah dear hunted peed. I can't wait to see the results hehe." Sahut Dzakir who looks a little tense.

"But Mas if the line is one how? I'm afraid you're mad at me. Mas." Misela looked down again.

Dzakir stood up and hugged Misela. His breathing and gusts were very clearly heard by Misela.

"Bismillah, baby. Positive Alhamdulillah and if negative we try again with another style hehe." As usual, Dzakir's voice is always soft to hear the ears.

In his arms Dzakir Misela closed her eyes and nodded. Indeed Misela was very doubtful and very afraid even though Dzakir had believed in her many times.

Misela then let go of Dzakir's embrace and let out a long sigh and turned to look at Bik Sum and Bik Sri, they nodded and Misela entered the bathroom.

Finished doing the instructions in accordance with the teachings of Bik Sum Misela also dipped the testpek in a cup and stared intently waiting for the results.

"Darling... Haven't you?" Dzakir shouted from outside the bathroom because he was impatient.

Misela ahirnya out clutching tightly the testespek used earlier. Dzakir greeted Misela at the door, but Misela's gaze did not show eyes of happiness. Seen a clear water on Misela's cheek. Dzakir understood and immediately hugged Misela.

"Buck…!" Misela's voice was so slow to call her husband.

"Darling, it's okay. Maybe it's not our windfall yet. We can try again so we can date longer." 

Dzakir tightened his arms at Misela and kissed her forehead and hugged her back.

"But Mas…!" Misela's shrill voice resounded in Dzakir's ear.

"It's okay. Don't be sad, you should kerokin Mas yes like nausea is not cross this." Dzakir stretched his arms and looked into Misela's eyes. Tears still flowed on his cheeks, rubbed the tears and kissed his wife again.

"Mas.. It's a line of two mas."

Misela showed her results with two red lines with a close distance in Dzakir's eyes. Instantly Dzakir rounded his eyes. Taking the testpek with trembling hands and looking at him for quite a long time. Tears drop from eye to cheek. Dzakir cried without a sound. Not a tear of sorrow but a tear of profound happiness.

Then Dzakir faced the qibla and bowed in gratitude. Lama Dzakir prostrated with the grip of the testpek in his hand.

"Mas... Still want kerokin?" Misela taunts her husband to get up from his prostration.

Dzakir woke up and hugged Misela again, even Misela's body was lifted and they turned.

"Mas.. Freelance, fear of falling Mas."

Dzakir lowered Misela's body and held her shoulder.

"Dear, thank you, thank you so much for carrying our child. Our hard work is not in vain. My seed has grown."

Dzakir hugged Misela again.

"Congratulations Den Dzakir and Miss Misela. Bibi is happy."

Misela released Dzakir's embrace and hugged both of his arts. Of course Bik Sum and Bik Sri were crying happily instead.

"Sir, please you must take very good care of Miss." Said Dzakir on both his art.

"Yes Den, we're ready twenty-four hours for Miss." Answer Bik Sri.

Misela turned around and approached Dzakir, then wrapped her hands around Dzakir's waist.

"Mas, don't be the one who craves you Mas, so you should be very well taken care of." Misela.

"Mas not papa dear. For our son's sake. Let's go to the doctor to check your health." Dzakir.

"You should also check it out, sir." Answer Misela.

"Yes dear. We're leaving now."

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