Unexpacted Wedding
Messed

Ryan stirred his food with annoyance, but since morning he had not eaten yet but somehow he became tasteless. His mind kept on changing Alena's attitude, even he repeatedly checked his phone but there was no one call or message from his wife.

“Totally ah ah,” hanker Ryan. “Suami ngambek kok silent, people call what send a message, thankfully come bring food.This is still rich there is nothing,” he continued.

“Why is this Mr Doctor?” Rena came with Sister Santi asking.

“Hooh, rich can not ration,” timpal Sister Santi.

‘Don't get rations, sleep as long as you can't,’ Ryan murmured.

Rena and Sister Santi sat in front of Ryan across the table. “Again any problems huh?” ask Rena.

Ryan took his breath. “Bingung I'm the same nature of your friend,” chirped Ryan.

“I Yes Doc.” Sister Santi pointed at herself with a confused look on her face.

“Not, there is nothing to do with you,” sis Ryan. While Rena just laughed a little, and Sister Santi pursed her lips forward because she had misrespected.

“Why with Alena?” ask Rena who understands that what Ryan meant must be her best friend.

“He is rich again hate me, even though I do not do anything wrong.”

“Try the stories,” insist Rena.

“Yes anyway from last night it was strange in nature. I was kicked out of bed, finally sleeping on the couch. The next morning also do not want to prepare breakfast for me, continue to ngusir can not be near,” Ryan snorted.

Rena actually chuckles at imagining the nature of her friend who is very inversely proportional to usual, because she knows how Alena's cousin to Ryan.

“Maybe want to come a sensitive month,” guess Rena relaxed.

Ryan dropped the spoon on the plate with a gawking face hearing the words of his best friend.

“Come months?” re-tanyanya.

Rena nodded. “Iya. Women like that, if you want to come the month if Bang Alby says the horn is out.”

Ryan gulped his saliva, his brain centered on the last date of his wife's menstruation. “I remember something. Dah deh I went home for a while,” he said as he moved from his chair, and darted away.

Rena and Sister Santi gawked at Ryan's behavior in a hurry to go home.

“Kok so go home? She why?” ask Sister Santi in wonder.

Rena shakes. “Don't know. Maybe someone missed,” guessed it origin, then moved from his chair. “I am ahead first yes, want to wait Bang Alby, want to check the content," he continued.

“Well, I am alone. The fate of singles like this is yes,” lamented.

****

Alena is still busy in the kitchen making food with Elena, she plans to deliver lunch for her husband. When all the herbs were ready, he was just entering, and all that was also on the guidance of his mother-in-law.

He put a red onion for him to stir-fry, but suddenly he felt his stomach was nauseous.

“Huek.”

“Why baby?” elena asked worriedly.

“Nothing Ma,” replied Alena covering her true taste. He thought the nausea would disappear. However, the taste actually got worse when he had put all the herbs into the frying pan. He who felt that he could not stand immediately ran to the sink, spewing out all the contents of his stomach.

Yuck... Yuck..

Anxious Elena immediately turned off her stove, and approached her daughter-in-law massaging her nape slowly.

“Come on take out. This is you why?”

“Yes have you rest, then let Aunt continue, later Mama make you herbal ingredients yes, this is powerful for cold medicine," elena said as she shouted to her housekeeper to continue her cooking, while she led Alena to her room. He asks Alena to rest, while he goes back down to make potions for his daughter-in-law.

Meanwhile, Ryan who had just arrived home immediately rushed inside to make sure of something.

“Iyan where are you going?” elena asked while carrying a glass of ready-made herbs. Ryan who had just climbed one step of the stairs also looked to reduce his intentions.

“Mama bring what?” ask Ryan back.

“Herbal banquet for Alena. Your wife said to catch a cold, this must be because your actions ngajak stay up, earlier she was vomiting.”

“Vomiting?"

“Hemm...."

Ryan's face turned more anxious, then intended to continue in his footsteps. However, his shirt was pulled by Elena.

“Ma... Ih. Check out my Alena" Ryan said.

“Mama knows. But, this is Mama nitip's. Please tell Alena tell gigabisin.” Elena forced Ryan to accept the potion he was carrying.

“Ma I'm a doctor, I'm ready–”

“Do not protest,” cut Elena fast.

Ryan sighed, and continued his steps into the room. On his side in his room he did not find his wife in bed. However, he heard the sound of people vomiting in the bathroom, then followed by the sound of water gurgling. The man immediately put a glass of herbal drink that he brought on the nightstand, then intended to go into the room to help his wife.

But he was just about to open the door. The bathroom door was already open from the inside, Alena came out with a pale face.

“Honey, you–”

“Ihh Masry why go home?” alena asked her face was actually irritated, even she closed her nose.

“Say Mama you–”

“Ihh far away. Masry stinks, I don't like it,” chirps Alena push the body of the husband slowly, then he went to bed.

Ryan gawked at it, then inhaled the scent of his still-perfumed body. “Composed. His nose is troubled times yes, it is necessary to see an ENT Doctor like,” his chirps while moving closer to his wife.

“Ih said tell far away, I'm nauseous smell perfume Masry,” expel Alena.

“Mual?” ryan asked while keeping his distance from his wife's side.

Alena nodded. “Banget. Don't like it anyway.”

Ryan felt something was wrong with his wife. The perfume she used was also her choice. His wife's behavior is not like people catch wind as her mother said. Although he was a surgeon, at least he knew what symptoms his wife was experiencing. He just wanted to make sure of it himself. “Ya I've checked first huh?” bargained for.

“Make. I don't want to go near Masry. Especially held-held.”

“Yes, let's go to the hospital, to the doctor. Let you later in check Mas friend,” persuaded him.

“Make. People lemes gini,” reject Alena.

“Ya has already carried Deh.”

“Moreover that. He said he did not want to be held let alone carried,” he said.

Ryan took a deep breath, trying to temper his feelings. “Yes you have rested. Mas out first.”

Ryan walked out of his wife.