WIFE TO MY HUSBAND
CHAPTER 41.

"But what's really going on?" asked Zidan increasingly do not understand, his original intention just to deliver Nisa to meet his mother is now even an unexpected surprise which is why.

"Mas, actually we ...."

"What are you guys there for?"

 Not yet had Alan spent his sentence an exclamation sound heard rebuking them, a voice so familiar to Zidan's ears.

 Zidan instantly shifted the body going and slid in.

"Mama?" said Zidan.

 A surprised Nisa comes in, but Bu Sekar and Alan seem to be quiet in their original place.

"Kok Mama can be here too?" timpal Nisa.

 Bu Sita looked excited, sometimes his eyes stared intently at Alan and Bu Sekar who were staring at the door.

"Ah, this ... this ..., Mama just want anterin food for besan Mama aja kok," said Bu Sita quickly.

 Alan was about to interrupt but quickly Bu Sita walked towards them and ....

Brakkkk

 The door was knocked closed with a fairly loud sound, Alan and Bu Sekar until the shortest made because of the position of those who were close to the door.

"Don't let the door open, even here the wall has eyes" said Bu Sita, staring at Alan who stole a glance at him.

"So far why is Miss Sekar the same Alan looks like a gini? Mama know something?" cecar Zidan is suspicious.

 Ms. Sita shook her head quickly. "No! Mama do not know if it, just said they were the work of cleaning this apartment so that it is more snooty. Isn't that right, Miss besan?"

 Bu Sita looked at Bu Sekar cynically, as if saying that Bu Sekar must agree with his words.

"I-yes, yes really." Bu Sekar lowered his head not wanting to meet with Bu Sita.

 Zidan knew something was covered there, but the time was not right to immediately investigate it at that time. He had been waiting at his factory to address the urgent matter that had just occurred when he called earlier.

"Now I want to go to the factory, let Mama go home with me," Zidan said as he forced her hand.

 He knew, Ms. Sekar and Alan needed space to tell their condition. And let Nisa listen to him.

"But, but ... Mama still wants to be there Zidan!" reject Ms. Sita while pulling her hand from Zidan's grip.

 But can't, the grip is too strong to hold it. Until the car finally Bu Sita can only resign.

 Nisa guided her mother to the sofa and sat her there, the look on Bu Sekar's face was not as pale as before. There was a little light in her eyes.

"Mother isn't papa? this was Nisa's buying snacks for us. Uh, Nisa Mas Zidan meant the one who bought us. We eat first yuk," invited Nisa while opening the package she carried and took out various kinds of food and drinks that had been bought on the table.

"Thank God, we can finally eat, Mom!" alan sumringah exclaimed and quickly picked up a box of chicken rice and a glass of Boba whose ice seemed to start melting for too long outside.

 Nisa frowned hearing Alan's words, but in the end the curiosity was to let her mother calm down first in enjoying her food.

  Nisa's tears slowly fell, watching her mother and sister eat like very hungry people. I don't know what has happened in recent days, Nisa does not know because she has not had time to ask anything after the mother and sister were found.

 After Bu Sekar and Alan finished their meal, Nisa then took the portion of the portion that had been barely touched because it was too busy with her own mind.

"Uhhhh .... Huekkk!"

 Just now Alan was about to tell his brother, suddenly Nisa felt her stomach uncomfortable and nauseous.

 Lekas Nisa ran towards the bathroom that was near the kitchen and spewed out all her entrails there. Bu Sekar and tailed him for fear, even Bu Sekar did not hesitate to go into the bathroom to massage Nisa's nape to make it easier to vomit her stomach contents.

"Why are you, Nis?" bu Sekar asked worriedly after Nisa let out all her stomach until it was gone.

 Nisa shook her head weakly, her face looking pale. "No idea, Mom. Nisa's stomach suddenly doesn't taste good."

 Bu Sekar guides Nisa to sit at the dinner table not far from their position, while Alan chooses to flush the bathroom where Nisa threw up earlier.

"Try drinking this first, Nis." Bu Sekar poured a glass of ginger tea water that he had just made on Nisa.

 Coinciding with that, the magiccom that was near them rang once the rice sign had just ripened.

"Openis .. huekkk. Duh, ma'am .. We moved aja yuk, here the smell is not good." Nisa hurriedly ran forward before receiving a glass of warm ginger tea from her mother.

 Bu Sekar looked increasingly anxious but did not stop in following him as well as Nisa's steps that turned back to the sofa where they were sitting earlier.

"What the hell are you, Nis? how strange I see," asked Bu Sekar while putting the tea glass on the table right in front of Nisa who still covered her nose with her hands.

"The smell is, Mom. What's the rice cooking mom? How does it smell to make you sick?" nisa said grimacingly imagining the smell of cooked rice she felt nauseous again, but there was nothing else she could spit out from her stomach.

 Bu Sekar frowned, the symptoms experienced by Nisa are exactly the same as when she was pregnant with Nisa.

"Nis, are you and Zidan already ...."

 Bu Sekar hangs his sentence but he believes that Nisa must have understood.

 Nisa's eyes were perfectly rounded and she immediately rose from her lying position.

"Just one time, Mom. What possible?" nisa's sighing.

 He again dropped his body weight on the sofa, and slowly drank the warm tea made by his mother earlier. Feels warm and can reduce the sensation of nausea.

"It could be dong! Then if it really means your husband's a topcer!" Bu Sekar raised both of his thumbs.

 Nisa held onto her still flat stomach, her smile cracking. They even forgot that they were about to discuss something important because they were so happy with the speculation.

"Mom, if that's true .. Doesn't Nisa have to tell Mas Zidan?"

"Don't first, what if we make sure first and then you can give a surprise to your husband. That way he will be very happy and will nurutin whatever your request. Well at that time, ask him to take mom and Alan away from here, back to the village is also not papa than here." bu Sekar's face suddenly felt when he recalled the events a few days ago when he was finally asked to stay back in the apartment.

"What's wrong, Mom?" search Nisa curious.

"Ah, that's the language later. Now we better go down to buy a pregnancy test kit to make sure you are really pregnant or not," said Bu Sekar sumringah.

 Nisa was forced to nod and not argue anymore, Bu Sekar went inside for a while to change clothes with a more decent one.

 Meanwhile, Nisa who lives alone accidentally finds a cutter tucked between the folds of the sofa. And more surprisingly there was still the rest of the dried blood in his cutter's eyes.

"Astaghfirullah, what's really going on God?" hiss Nisa slow.