
Azhar picks up Nasha from Harry's house and Azhar feels anxious when she gets word that she is vomiting.
There is also Mera who is seen playing games with Harry.
Azhar immediately rushed to Nasha's camp and she saw Nasha who was asleep in bed, Azhar rubbed Nasha's sweaty forehead while her AC was on.
Nasha who felt the touch of her husband was immediately awakened and suddenly she pulled Azhar until Azhar fell in her arms.
"What's wrong?" azhar asked in surprise because Nasha looked strange spirit.
"I'm sick.." Nasha's whine was spoiled while shifting, giving room for Azhar to lie next to her. Nasha pulled Azhar's hand to make her a pillow and it made Azhar chuckle with anxiety.
"What pain? hm?" tanya Azhar is getting closer to Nasha.
"Oh, my stomach is not comfortable, it might catch a cold, I don't want to eat either" Nasha said.
"All right, we better get home. Yea?" Nasha nodded but closed her eyes while looking for the most comfortable position in the arms of her husband.
"Would you go home or sleep?" ask Azhar wonder.
"You go home, carry until the car yes" whined Nasha who made azhar gawk.
"Seriously?" ask her.
"Yes, I'm lazy to walk, my head is dizzy, my body is limp" Nasha again whined.
"Okey, so the princess will be carried to the car..." Azhar muttered as she got out of bed, she also pulled Nasha's hand to sit down.
Azhar took Nasha's hijab and dressed her neatly, after which she turned around and Nasha directly jumped onto her back.
Harry and Mera who saw Nasha in the carriage only gaping wonder as well as the new highway out of his room.
"Why is Nasha in the hold?" tanya raya wonder.
"his words are limp" Azhar replied "we go home first yes, Auntie" said Azhar.
"Yes, the heart of the heart is yes" said Bu raya
"hey, you.." cried Nasha to Mera who was still sitting on the sofa "Let's go home!" bring Nasha.
"Later on, still playing this game" answered Mera who immediately got a sharp gaze from Nasha.
"Rome or I'm shaved of your head" said Nasha, still clinging to Azhar's back.
"Mera, as good as you go home. It's late afternoon" said Azhar and Mera immediately nodded her head while smiling when Azhar asked for her.
"Har, Auntie, I go home first yes" said Mera saying goodbye while pulling her sling bag.
"Be careful." said Harry who then drove them to the front of the house.
Before returning home, Azhar drove Mera first to her house but when Mera asked her to stop by, Nasha immediately refused her and immediately invited Azhar away.
Mera came in and she saw her mother reading a magazine in the living room.
"No car noise, Mer. Who's taking you?" mama asked without looking at Mera "wasn't Harry just pick you up on a motorcycle?"
"whose sister-in-law?" tanya Bu Anjana is still focusing on her magazine.
"Kak Azhar" answered Mera who immediately made Bu Anjana look up and look at Mera.
"Azhar's? same Nasha?" ask her enthusiastically.
"Yes" Mera replied casually.
"Why didn't you ask me to come in, Mer?" ask Bu Anjana again.
"Nasha's sister doesn't want to, Ma. I think he was sick again, vomiting about him. Just arrived in the same car with her husband" said Mera which of course makes Bu Anjana panic.
"Nasha's sick? What pain is it?" he was panicking.
"Come" Mera replied as she spread her shoulders.
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Once at home, Azhar must return to hold Nasha who is still whining weakly and dizzy.
That made Nasha did not escape the ridicule of her father-in-law.
"O Allah, his missionary is two feet." cried Abi Fadlan.
"Nasha limp, Bi" whined Nasha as he tightened his circle of hands around Azhar's neck, Azhar held Nasha back like this.
"Gold from where? All day you sleep, all school is off. Azhar? It is unfortunate that the fate of Abi's son, all day working, still has to carry his wife who is getting rounder" said his who made Azhar immediately laugh while Nasha pouted.
He immediately jumped down from Azhar's sling but suddenly he returned nauseous and he immediately ran to his room.
Azhar and Abi Fadlan go after Nasha because they are worried about the state of Nasha.
Nasha went into the bathroom and she regurgitated her entrails, but because her stomach was empty, she only regurgitated the clear liquid.
"Darling, what are you doing?" tanya Azhar panicked as she scowled Nasha's nape.
"Well, like someone whipped my stomach, making me nauseous from yesterday" Nasha said after she finished washing her mouth and flushing the wastfel.
"pregnant tuh.." suddenly heard Abi Fadlan's voice from outside the bathroom.
Azhar and Nasha looked at each other after hearing one word they were waiting for.
Nasha ran to the room for the calendar and she gaped as she realized that she was very late for the moon.
"Why, Honey? Pregnant huh?" ask Azhar enthusiastically.
"Like her.." muttered Nasha as she stroked her stomach.
"Just check in the hospital, let's be sure" suggested Abi Fadlan.
And Azhar immediately raised Nasha again in her arms making Nasha scream in surprise.
"Come to the hospital now"