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Stomach acid?

Without feeling three months passed, Sandra and Farzan through days together full of happiness. Chila herself has now returned to live with them, no more threats from Herman, maybe the criminals are afraid of being hunted by Gilang's men, he said, so choose to leave the city and do not bother Sandra anymore. After all, Herman did all of that on Grisel's orders, if Grisel was in a mental hospital, then why would Herman bother Sandra again.

“Honey, can help tie my das!” Farzan's voice made Sandra rush in.

He saw the husband standing in front of the closet, holding a tie in his hand.

Farzan and Sandra still live in Sandra's house. The woman only felt if it was more comfortable to live in that simple house, rather than a big house.

“Usually also tie it yourself,” Sandra said as she approached.

Farzan smiled at his wife as she called and asked for something. One of the things Farzan never got from Grisel was this little attention. Let alone coming directly when called, not even hearing Grisel. Her ex-wife was more self-conscious and ignored her husband.

Sandra took the tie from Farzan's hand, although she was astonished that Farzan now preferred her tie, but Sandra never asked or refused.

“Already,” said Sandra while staring at the tie that has been tied neatly, then her fingers stretched to the surface of the tie.

“Thank you, you are the best,” said Farzan, then kissed Sandra's forehead affectionately as a gift.

Sandra was so touched that Farzan would give her in return for a kiss, if she did the little things her husband wanted.

“Come breakfast, Chila is waiting!” take Sandra.

**

After taking Chila to school, Farzan drove Sandra to the company as usual.

“Later tonight we'll have dinner at Aunt's house, you don't matter ‘kan?” farzan asked as the two were in the car heading for the company.

Sandra turned to Farzan, hearing the word family dinner, slightly making him feel uneasy, as if family dinner was a frightening specter for the woman. How not? Every month at a large family dinner, Farzan's aunts would discuss pregnancy, the child, also status and strata, making Sandra uncomfortable.

“Sure,” Sandra replied despite being depressed, but also did not want her husband to be disappointed.

Farzan reached out his hand, then rubbed Sandra's hair gently. If you can, Farzan did not want to come because he knew that Sandra was uncomfortable with her extended family environment. However, Farzan did not want his extended family to think Sandra and himself were arrogant because they did not want to come to family events.

Farzan's car arrived at Sandra's company, until his wife took off the seat belt and prepared to get out.

“Honey,” call Farzan in a soft voice.

Sandra turned her head and as usual a kiss landed on the woman's forehead.

Sandra closed her glance, indeed Farzan was always sweet and made her so lucky to get a husband like that man.

Since marriage, Chila is now more often at Anisa's house at the request of the middle-aged woman. Farzan and Sandra themselves obey Anisa's wishes so that the woman does not get angry or feel ignored.

“Alright, you also do not forget to eat,” reply Sandra then get off the car.

Farzan looked at Sandra who entered the lobby, before then choosing to spur the car to leave the place.

**

Sandra is focused on working, a few weeks there are so many jobs, so she has to work harder to get all the work done well. Even Sandra reached overtime at home, for fear that the work entrusted to her was not completed.

“Bu Sandra, do you not break?” ask Sandra's assistant. She knows that Sandra sometimes eats late because she is too focused on working.

“Seben-” Sandra wants to answer her assistant's questions, but suddenly feels her stomach hurt.

“Bu, are you okay?” asked the assistant in panic, immediately approaching to see Sandra's condition.

“It looks like my stomach acid is rising,” replied Sandra grimacing slightly to endure the pain. He was holding onto his painful upper abdomen.

“We go to the doctor yes, Mom!” bring Sandra's assistant.

Sandra shook her head, then asked her assistant to get her medicine in the bag.

Sandra does have a history of stomach acid, so it feels common if suddenly relapses.

The assistant immediately took Sandra's bag, then reached out and took out the usual medicine consumed by her superior.

“This, Bu.” The assistant held out medicine and also drinking water.

Sandra immediately took the drug, then drank it quickly.

“Bu, is it good to take drugs without a doctor's prescription? Mom is too stressed and a lot of work, mending to the doctor to ensure the condition of Mom,” said the assistant full of anxiety.

Sandra smiled at her assistant, knowing that her subordinates were only worried about her.

“Calm down, after this I'm better too. I'm used to drinking it, so you take it easy,” Sandra said with a smile even though the woman's face looked pale.

Sandra herself felt nauseous as well, probably due to the effects of the rising stomach acid and she was already used to feeling it.