Waiting for First Love to Return
Connected Call

After a little pleasantry, I was directed to lie on the bed provided. Unclothed a little bit of my clothes until it appeared on my stomach, and rubbed the gel that felt cold to the skin.

"Ni, look at it. Her fetus is very small. I'm about five weeks old." It was a doctor named Nina. Pointing to a monitor that shows a small baby who has not seen the shape of his limbs. It just looks like a little circle there.

"That means my wife's really pregnant, ma'am?" Reyhan asked enthusiastically approached, followed by looking and paying attention to the screen. He seems so happy.

"Yes really." Answer the doctor.

Happiness and sadness mix together. I'm happy I'm finally going to get a new title, which is mom. But somehow I also feel sad that does not know why. I feel like there is something wrong with my decision to get pregnant. But I don't know what it is.

Reyhan was still at home staring at our baby-to-be. Instead of looking at me with a warm smile. I could only return her smile, and went back to staring at the lights above. Not interested in seeing that very small fetus.

After many consultations and many explanations, it is also recommended to take vitamins and pregnant milk. Also given a book that is told to bring every control. Now we are ready to resign.

"Thank you, baby. You're ready to be a mother to my son." Reyhan said as he walked out of the room, passing through a long corridor. Grasping my hand with a smile that never recedes.

"I thank you too, Ay. You chose me to be the mother of your children. " Reply with a gamang.

"Yes alike. I'm happy God made you my wife." Turned around to get in the car. Open the door for me. I am glad to accept it.

"School first, huh? There's a visit by the chairman of the foundation at twelve o'clock, so can't go home first. " The request was to drive the car to a school not far from the clinic without waiting for my approval.

"Dad." Call me when the car is moving. I don't mind stopping by for a moment at school where my husband works. I met Abah and gave him this good news. Must be happy, right? I haven't been to abah's residence for nearly a month.

"Yes." Yeah." The answer caught me a glimpse, and refocused on parking the car. Well, it wasn't until five minutes that we reached the front of the school with a three-story building, which consisted of many buildings. Although a private school, it looks like this school is very advanced, with complete facilities, also certainly many enthusiasts. There are many local school rooms. There are many students too, right?

"Why? Hemm?" Ask after successfully parking the car, and see me who is still silent. Look at the school buildings.

"Emmm,, can you ask me something?" I doubt.

"By dong dear. Whatever it is, ask if something is bothering you. I will gladly answer." Changed my seat to face me. Ready to listen to my curses.

"You seem familiar with the doctor? She who? " Look carefully.

"Yes know him so familiar. She who? Yes, he's a specialist, dear. What the hell is it? " The answer is confused by my question. Maybe to him I was weird asking that.

Is my husband quite famous here ? Or because he's the principal nearby? Or is there a special relationship with the doctor?

"Know why? Not because there's anything, right?" My words are singing lips.

Reyhan laughed at my words. Spreading eyes in disbelief at my words. A moment later smilingly looked at me, and grabbed my hand to hold it.

"Jawab, Ay. Not that smile." As good as I was ignored, even smiling to myself. Pulling my hand, but he grabbed it back in his hand.

Reyhan kissed my hand he held, rubbing it slowly. "What do you mean you ask that? You jealous? Afraid there's a special relationship between us? " She asked gently withholding a smile. Maybe my question is funny? What's wrong with being vigilant?

"What's wrong?" The more I feel ridiculed Reyhan.

But wait a minute. Am I jealous? Am I really jealous? Have I fallen in love with her? Isn't jealousy a sign of love? Or just not willing my husband close and familiar with other women?

"Would you always think like that if you saw me talking to another woman? I am the principal, my dear. Be friendly and polite and talk to everyone. Especially to every student." Evidently.

"What student's guardian is he?" I ask not sure what he said.

"Yes. He's the guardian of one of the students here. His son has been attending Junior High School. Cook me playing with old moms?" He said with a slanted smile.

"Did she have an Junior High? But I'm still pretty, Ay. Kirain is younger than me. " I ask you not to believe that fact. If he already has a child aged Junior High, can't dong be younger than me? Especially from a doctor's profession. A doctor rarely gets married early.

"Do you have a younger husband? What matters is that I'm an ADULT." Answer with confidence. Convince me he's an adult.

"That's it..."

"You want to know the secret of youth?" Redirect discussion.

"What?" Interested.

Doesn't every woman like to look young? I also want to have a face that is always beautiful. Do not look wrinkled even though the age continues.

"Mean her consultation with him." Answer with laughter . Which pisses me off about the joke. "Udah yok in." Take me down.

drrrt drrt

My phone rang just as Reyhan invited me in. Looks like a new number there.

"First it was Ay. I'll just wait here."

"Relatedly? I'm a little long lo. Or if you want to follow later find an office. I'm there. Maybe it's bad right now." Obviously the ones who came out were ready to go.

"Yes. Later if I get bored here, I'll follow." My ideal.

"Sip. Who's the phone call from? " Turn around to see me still holding the phone that reads, I haven't picked up yet.

"Some, new number. Prospective customers may." My answer doesn't know. And Reyhan didn't ask any further. Go leave me alone in the parking lot.

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In the spacious room, behind his desk. David looked at his phone. Look at the number Rena gave me. From yesterday back and forth to make a call. Always close when pressing the call button. Confused what to say to her later.

Many days under attack and dilemma. Finally can only see the number, and alternately see the photo that adorns his workbench. There is always a doubt to start saying hello. Want to visit there again, but the work is still busy not allowing him to go.

"But why is he there? Did he move house? Or did I visit his old house to find out?" Monologue's confused.

One thing that confused him. Now he remembered the address of the house. Also a full name and some nice memories pieces together. But seeing Thatian at home not far from where he lived created many questions that he could not answer.

From the beginning her mother had suggested to ask for help people to find the whereabouts of the person in question. David refused that. He wanted to remember by himself, and know all things by himself. Didn't know this choice was favorable for him, or vice versa. That was the time of the accident first. But he never expected the process of returning memories would be this long.

"What's wrong with calling first. Pake reason order cake sepesial it. What a hard thing." Break it to press call on the number that from yesterday he saw. It even has memorized the arrangement of the digit numbers outside the head. Stringing at every moment of viewing.

The dial tone is connected, but not lifted by Thata. David waited anxiously and anxiously. His brain thought of what words he would say as greetings.

"Hallo, Assalamualaikum." A friendly voice from Sebrang. Which makes David sculpt unable to issue an answer word. Just smiling at the voice she missed so much.

"Hallo, with Tasya here. Who is this talking to? What's the need?" The soft voice greeted me again. But David ngblank's mind could not say anything. No words could be said from his lips.

Seriate...

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