Titian Love Nadia

Titian Love Nadia
A reply to Linda


Nina did not recognize Nadia. How not? The woman in front of him is now pregnant with a weight of almost twice as much and oversized robe clothes, Nadia also re-wearing her niqob. While Nadia who used to prefer to wear baggy pants and long-sleeved shirts, a rectangular veil with a thin body still slim as well as a ground finisher.


"Heh, you've dared come here you!" This was not Nina's speech, but the speech of a woman who was also pregnant like Nadia.


The woman stood with her waist behind Nina's body. Who is she if not Linda. Nina who heard the voice behind her immediately turned around.


"Sir Linda" said Nadia as she closed her mouth.


Nadia is not afraid of Linda, but she is afraid that the woman hurt the fetus in her stomach. If not pregnant, Linda would have been hit by it by now.


"Mbak Linda don't hurt Ms. Nanad anymore," prevent Nina from blocking Linda's body.


Linda smiled cynically, she did not comment on Nina's words. Linda continued forward and her arm nudged Nina's shoulder which blocked her step. "Why? You scared, Nad?" tanyakanya. You're afraid I'm killing your baby again?"


"Mas Rasya!" Nadia shouted calling Rasya's name.


"Spoiled base! You can see now, right? I pregnant. See right? I'm not lying and this is Mas Rasya's son, your husband, our husband, Nadia bod*h!" Linda kept on approaching and was about to push Nadia. "You want me to be dibod*hi with your husband," he said again instigating Nadia.


"Mas Rasya!" nadia screamed in a panic as Linda continued to approach.


"Linda!" Rasya who just came and saw Linda was about to push Nadia immediately pulled the body of his wife into his arms.


"Aargh!" peekik Linda's.


"Astaghfiullah!" Nadia was shocked because something pulled her body.


"This is Mas Rasya, honey. You're okay, aren't you?" Rasya checked Nadia's situation.


"It's okay, Mom. Nanad is just shocked" said Nadia.


"Thank God, thank God you're okay." They are now standing face to face.


"Mbak Linda, Mas" exclaimed Nadia who had just remembered Linda who had pushed him but could be avoided.


It turned out that not far from Rasya and Nadia stood already many people who crowded. Mr. Joko and Ms. Nastiti are already there. Mr. Supri and Mr. Baskoro have just returned from the office. Instead of making Nadia wretched even herself who wretched. Linda who was not ready Nadia who was about to be pushed as hard as she could avoid finally fell down with a downturned position. His body has now been helped to lie on his back, but a lot of blood is coming out of the area of the cell*cannotnya.


"To-long," Linda said. Her tears are flowing.


"Please lift it to my car, Supri, Joko," Pak Baskoro panicked.


However wicked the woman was, Linda remained her niece and Mr. Baskoro was her guardian. He could not bear to see his nephew in such a terrible situation.


"Yes, you call Fahri right away!" ma'am Nastiti's orders to her eldest son.


"Well, Mom," Rasya said.


"Lek Pur and Lek Win as well" he exclaimed as he stepped into the car. Rasya answered quickly.


Ms. Nastiti immediately got into Mr. Baskoro's car and sat in the passenger seat where Linda was placed. He holds Linda's body which still continues to bleed from the area of the cell*cannya. Mr. Supri immediately drove the car out of the yard to the nearest hospital. Mr. Baskoro sitting next to him seemed agitated and crying.


"Bu u De, ma a fin Linda," Linda's pinta stamped on Ms. Nastiti's lap.


"Bu De is sorry Linda. Linda don't talk much. Survive yes, dear," said Ms. Nastiti could not hold back her rushing tears.


However much he hated his nephew's behavior when he was still healthy, he still felt sad to see his sad state now.


"Lin-da mm-a-u min-ta ma-af sa-ma Ma s Ra-s-ya" he said, staggered by the intense pain in his body.


"Yes, Honey. Rasya must be sorry for you. You are calm, don't talk much. We'll be in the hospital soon, ", ' said Ms. Nastiti, trying to calm Linda down.


Arriving at the hospital Linda was immediately handled by medical personnel and taken to the ER. Mr. Baskoro and Ms. Nastiti waited anxiously in front of the ER room. A female nurse approached.


"Mrs Linda's Family?" ask the nurse.


"We are his family, Sus," said Mr. Baskoro and Ms. Nastiti in unison as commanded.


"Where's Linda's husband?" ask the nurse again.


"The husband hasn't arrived yet, Sus. Is there anything we can help you with?" ask Mr. Baskoro.


"Patients must be operated on immediately, sir. Please her husband or family sign the caesarean approval letter in the registration room. The patient has been taken to the operating room" the nurse pointed somewhere.


"Well, Sus," said Mr. Baskoro.


Mr. Baskoro and Mr. Nastiti immediately set foot into the registration room.


"Sir De," called a young man suddenly.


Mr. Baskoro turned his head, it turned out that Fahri, Lek Pur and Lek Win came together. "Fahri, you happened to come. Linda has been taken to the operating room, but the operation process must wait for the approval letter of her operation to be signed first by her husband in the registration room" she said.


"Good, Pakde. Fahri will go to the registration section first" said Fahri. It soon passed from that place.


"Pur, Win, you guys just wait in front of the operating room directly. Mas Bas wants to take Mbak Nastiti home first change clothes. He cannot pray Maghrib with a shirt full of blood like this" Mr Baskoro said.


"Yes, Mas" said Lek Pur and Lek Win compact.


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Back to Mr. Baskoro's house. Rasya held Nadia who looked shocked to sit on the living room sofa. Nina emerged from the living room with a glass of water in her hand. He brought the glass to Rasya. Rasya opened the veil cord that covered Nadia's face and took over the glass.


"Drink first, honey, let it calm down" Rasya said as he brought the glass closer to Nadia's lips. Nadia also received and gulped down the water given to her.


"Mas, Nanad is afraid of anything happening to Linda" said Nadia anxiously.


"You don't have to think about that, honey. Linda must have been treated by a doctor. Just think about the baby in your womb," persuaded Rasya.


After Nadia calmed down, Rasya took her to Nadia's room on the lower floor. "You take a break, take a shower upstairs. Or you'll just rest upstairs" he bargained as he helped Nadia lie down.


"No, in this room only" said Nadia.


"Yes already, Mas stay yes," said Rasya. Nadia just nodded.


Rasya left Nadia alone in the room, stepping up the stairs leading to the second floor. When he reached the front door of his room, along with that Prima came out of Rayan's room.


"Mas Rasya, there seemed to be a rame-rame, what's wrong?" ask Prima.


"Linda fell while pushing Nanad, but failed" Rasya said.


"It has been taken to the hospital" Rasya said.


"Astaghfirullah, Kok Mas Rasya did not come to the hospital?" sergeant Prima.


"There is already a Father with Mother who accompanied, Nanad is in the lower room, please accompany ya. Mas Rasya wants to take a bath first," Pinta Rasya.


"Oo, Miss Nanad downstairs. I think ..." Prima thought that Nadia was also taken to the hospital just grinning a horse. "Yes, Mas. I'm down, yes" said Prima late.


Rasya just smiled at his sister-in-law and the late student. "Beware of the descent, Prima. Don't rush. Remember you're pregnant again" cried Rasya worried.


"Yes, we've arrived, Mom." Prima exclaimed as well.


Rasya went into his room. While Prima headed to the guest room that used to be inhabited by Nadia.


"Nad, Nanad, is Pipim allowed in?" Prima exclaimed while knocking on the door. Prima did not call Nadia Mbak if only the two. Already attached to the call Nanad so stiff when using frills Mbak.


"Just go in, Pim. The door is not locked," said Nadia.


Prima opened the door. Apparently Nadia was lying on a mattress spring bed. Prima stepped in, not forgetting to close the door back first. He approached Nadia who was sleeping. Seeing Prima came Nadia also rose to change her lying position to sit.


"Nanad."


"Pips."


They call each other by their nicknames and hug each other giving up longing. For a moment they forget that the two are currently two-bodied. There are two lives in the stomach.


"Eh," said Prima, taking off her arms. "Sorry," he added.


"It's okay, his name is also kangen long never met so forget. This is when is launching?" timpal Nadia stroking Prima's belly.


"Two months left. You alone?" Sahut Prima then asked.


"Sama dong, we may not be together with his birth" said Nadia.


"It's okay together, maybe it's just making it too with ha ha ha ha," said Prima accompanied by a joke.


"If the children we give birth to look like their fathers must be like twins ha ha ha," Nadia also imagined the child she would give birth to later look like her son Prima.


The atmosphere of the room that was raging blue now became cheerful full of laughter. Nadia who had been in shock now seemed to forget the incident that had almost harmed her. Their conversation went back to when they were in college together first. They do not realize that their activities are noticed by two pairs of eyes that are currently standing next to each other in the doorway.


"Pipim," call Rayan. Prima looked towards the source of the sound. There Rasya and Rayan were seen standing staring at the two women. They both wear koko clothes, sarongs and scabs. "Sholat first yuk! Later on the conversation will be over dinner," asked Rayan.


"In the mosque house yes, Mas," said Prima asking.


"Yes, let's go out first," Rayan approached, extending her hand reaching out to Prima.


Prima also with ogah-ogahan went from Nadia's bed to follow wherever Rayan would take her.


After Rayan and Prima left, Rasya approached and sat down on the edge of the bed. "You didn't bring a change of clothes, honey?" Rasya asked who saw his wife had not changed clothes.


"Bring it up in Kang Nadhif's car, he said this afternoon he wanted to be taken here, but how come it hasn't arrived yet, Mas?" Nadia asked.


"Have you called his kang nadhif?" Ask Rasya.


"Yet, maybe it will run out maghrib kesinininya," said Nadia.


"Contact first, maybe Kang Nadhif forgot," said Rasya.


"Still maghrib, Mas. Fear disrupts their prayer time" said Nadia.


"Send a message or chat WhatsApp can Yes already, wear Mas T-shirt, want? If you want to get it," bargained Rasya. "Her men wear sarong Santi hanging material, like you used to have. Or borrow Prima's?" tusky.


"No need to borrow, just wait for Nadhif kang to come," Nadia refused.


The man walked up to the closet and opened it. He was looking for old clothes Nadia who could fit on the body of his wife who is now big because of her pregnancy, but not found because all the clothes Nadia used to be small. The game also does not fit on the girl's body now.


"Nothing is big, honey. The bed was also not met," complained Rasya. While Nadia just idle silent. He had indeed taken a shower earlier while in the office room Rasya after releasing their longing for congregation.


Rasya approached his wife, again sitting on the edge of the bed. He stroked the top of Nadia's head and kissed her forehead.


"Mas hasn't wudhu?" Ask Nadia


"Not yet, I'm waiting for you. Jakarta is hot if you even wear black-black like this, honey," Rasya said.


"The name is also nyamar for the surprise love" said Nadia cuek.


"Wait a minute, Mas get me a t-shirt upstairs" Rasya said, leaving Nadia alone.


"Yes," called a woman as Rasya's feet were about to tread down the stairs. Rasya paused his steps and turned to the graceful woman who had given birth to him.


"Yes, Ma'am" said Rasya. "How's Linda doing now?"


It turned out that Mr. Baskoro and Ms. Nastiti had just returned from the hospital. Ms. Nastiti approached Rasya.


"Linda's been operated on. Where are you going?" Miss Nastiti answered Rasya's question and asked.


"You take Rasya's t-shirt to wear to Nanad, Mom. Nanad's clothes here no one can fit" Rasya said.


"You're the same wife has no attention, mbok bought maternity clothes," said Ms. Nastiti.


"There's been a lot of time in Bandung, Mom. Nanad's suitcase was carried in Kang Nadhif's car to the hotel, he said, "Rasha said.


"O that way, let's go to mom's room. I have some maternity clothes for Nanad. Mom deliberately bought for her seven-monthly pregnancy insurance event next week," said Ms. Nastiti.


Rasya also turned the bow to follow the middle-aged woman who still looked beautiful to her room.


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