WHEN LOVE IS TESTED

WHEN LOVE IS TESTED
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The air today makes the water in the bathroom feel really cold, I wrapped a dark green towel around the waist, and walked towards the bathroom.


Pull a small towel, which hangs on the clothesline, right next to the right of the bathroom door, and then dry the wet hair. Then I put on an ash shirt, and black trousers, a black suit, with a tie that was the same color as the shirt I was wearing, not to forget I wrapped the watch, on my left hand.


I slowly walked over, approaching the bed that was still in my wife's house.


Cup, I peeked at her forehead.


“Good morning dear“ my bro, to him who is still closed.


I don't know, ever since she got pregnant, it feels like I've been living in a different house with different people, she's really changed a lot, yeah, my patient wife is now a little spoiled, a little sensitive, and a little flogging.


But, I try to enjoy all these conditions, rather than having to lose it again, I better enjoy every moment of her pregnancy, which is honestly very troublesome for me.


How could I bear it, if at one o'clock in the evening, Anjani woke me up, just because I wanted to eat mango rujak, even though the supply of young mangoes at home was not there, then I had to look for it, after three o'clock in the morning I looked for young mangoes, I finally got it, with great difficulty, because I had to climb the tree itself, fortunately at home Andi sekertarisku there is a mango tree that is fruiting, fruitful, try it if not?? I don't know.


“Jan, this is his young mango, you eat ya“ I thrust a young mango, at my wife, with a lethargic and sleepy face.


“No, I don't want“ he replied ketus.


Jederr!!!


”Lah?? How not to?? He said you wanted“ I couldn't believe it.


“Yes, he wanted to, now I don't want to, just eat the same kamu“ he said as he moved, covering his entire body with a blanket, while I can only stroke the chest, “Sabar Anwar, sabar“.


“Pagi ..” He squirms, he used to be the most anti, after the dawn prayer to go back to sleep, but now, want to wake up just hard for mercy.


“Jan, I want to go to the office first ya“ I kissed her forehead.


“Hhmmhh” replied as he closed his eyes again.


“Today, you schedule control contentkan??” my many.


“Hmmhh” replied, not opening his eyes.


“I go to the office first, later in the afternoon I come back again here pick you“ I again stroke his head.


“Darling, Dad left first yaaa, take good care of Mom, don't be naughty“ I stroked her stomach and tried to get my son to communicate.


Then I left, got out of the house, and entered my car, and drove on.


Car drove, split the road. still visible residual dew, shade the asphalt a little wet, the trip to the office only takes about thirty minutes, can be less if the road is not jammed, the road is not, upon arrival at the office parking lot, I immediately went down and entered my office, today my schedule was very crowded, before almost a month I left all office affairs, so now my work is really stacked.


I immediately entered the room, and immediately did all the tasks that I had to do, so that I could go home first later in the afternoon, long I did my work, until I did not feel the time passed.


“Pak, sorry today I have a meeting, precisely later at one“ Andi told me.


“But Andi, this afternoon I have to take my wife to the obstetrician, can I cancel her schedule??” my many.


“Cannot sir, I have canceled it many times, later the client can be disappointed pak“ replied Andi.


“Oh so ya“ I'm a beard, my heart is confused, can be imagined, my wife who is sensitive it would be raging, if you know I'm not going to take her to the Obstetrician, anyway, anyway, I wonder how my son is doing.


“Can't be accelerated meeting hours Andi??” I asked again, hoping there was a gap.


“Can't pak“ replied Andi again.


A little disappointed, but what else?? It's my responsibility, I decided to call my wife.


I took my phone, then pressed the ‘pilon’ button on my wife's number, one phone call was not picked up, twice, up to three calls she still did not pick up the phone.


“Why didn't he pick up the phone huh?? Is he still sleeping?? It's ten o'clock lho“ I'm grumbling.


I finally decided to send him a chat.


[yes, it's okay] he replied


[you're not angry, are you?]


[no, I'll go check my own contents, you can pick me up later, right?]


[yes, I try, thank you Jan, you want to understand me]


[yes, same Dad]


I smiled at his last message, even though we were committed to changing our nickname, but sometimes we still often called our name, with the name we used to be.


We just want to get used to it, if our child is born later, we're used to our nicknames.


Ah ... My Anjaniku has changed a lot, but she is still a patient and understanding woman, the change may be just because of her pregnancy. I'm sure he's still the old man.


“Pak?? You okay??” suddenly Andi's voice surprised me.


“Ah, yes it is okay,” replied me mesem.


“Bapak why smile for yourself?” ask again.


“Makanya married, let me know the reason“ answered me, ah .. I don't know but I like to judge Andi the most, he's like my own brother.


“Hhee .. father, yes sir let's wait in the meeting“ room Andi spread his hands.


“Iya“ I followed Andi's steps, then entered the meeting room. Then start.


Until two o'clock in the afternoon passed, but this meeting never finished, I was riled up, I knew my wife would have been waiting for me to pick her up. But the main problem that became the meeting material has not been solved.


Even though I am the owner of the company, but I can't leave at will, I have to take responsibility.


Until the time is near three o'clock, finally this meeting is finished, I immediately move to pick up the car keys and immediately darted, to the hospital where my wife checked her womb.


From a distance I saw him standing in the lobby, wailing, maybe he was waiting for me, before long I saw him open a piece of paper, then squeezed it, and threw it into a garbage can.


I scrunched my forehead, and immediately started my car horn, he looked aghast, and immediately smiled


approached me.


“Hallo Daddy“ say cheerful.


“I'm sorry, I'm late to pick you up!“ I cried, opening the car door for him.


“It's okay Dad“ replied with a smile, then rubbed my cheek gently.


“Where did the Doctor say?? Is my son okay??” many enthusiast.


“Yes, she is very well“ replied him as he stroked her stomach, which started to look poking, I nodded.


I drove back to the car, drove it home.


“You want to eat something??” I asked my wife who was looking out the car window.


“Not“ replied without looking at me.


There was something strange about his attitude, but what was it?? My heart felt that there was something she was hiding.


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