
Kalisa took a long breath. He raised his head, and looked at Rama with a smile. Rama kissed the top of Kalisa's head and clasped the woman's hand.
Making Kalisa believe, he can help to explain to Reyhan and May, so that the two children will give understanding to the father.
After feeling a little relieved, both of them came out of the room, as usual Rama would always embrace Kalisa's shoulder when he reached the kitchen doorstep.
Seen their two children were waiting, like the sun this morning, Reyhan and May's faces looked so bright cheerful.
"Mother with Papa, let's hunt, Adek is laper," said the little May, holding her stomach.
Funny expression, making Kalisa and also Rama compact chuckle.
"Yes, Honey. Let's eat" Kalisa replied, he sat himself down as soon as Rama shifted the chair for him.
However, not with the man, he had not had time to sit beside Kalisa, suddenly his stomach felt stirred, because it smelled the aroma of rice that was so gushing to his sense of smell.
Rama felt nauseous.
"Mas, what's wrong with you?" ask Kalisa worriedly.
While Rama could not stand, had not had time to answer Kalisa's question, this one man had run towards the sink and vomited everything in his stomach.
Oek, oek, oek!
"Mother, Papa why?" ask Reyhan to Kalisa. The two boys stood up. While Kalisa was confused to answer, because he did not know, the time in Rama's room was still fine.
"Honey, you guys eat first, Mommy Darmi please accompany the children first well." After saying that, Kalisa hurriedly approached Rama.
The man was still trying to vomit something that felt choked in his throat.
Oek, oek!
"What the hell are you, Mas?" Kalisa rubbed Rama's nape with a feeling of worry. Why is it so suddenly, her heart.
Rama washed his mouth, because the nausea had begun to subside. His breathing was heard hunting, he turned around and Kalisa immediately checked the man's body temperature.
Fingers, cheeks, neck. Everything feels normal!
Rama catches Kalisa's wrist, then kisses him at a glance. "I'm fine, baby." said Rama, not wanting to worry his wife.
However, late. Kalisa could not hide his fear.
"I don't know, Kal. When smelling the smell of rice, it suddenly felt nauseous. But believe me, I'm fine." Rama damaged Kalisa's head, and a gentle swipe on his cheek was answered.
"Correct?"
Rama nodded quickly, to convince the woman of two children.
"Yaudah, now we have breakfast, then take medicine well. If you don't feel well, don't go to the office." Kalisa began to show his chatty side, but it was nothing more than an expression of his affection for Rama.
Hearing that, Rama chuckled. "Yes, my dear."
Rama and Kalisa return to the table. Not yet arrived, it was repeated, Rama immediately ran to the sink and patted his nape.
Making Kalisa frown, actually Mas Rama why?
Kalisa was about to catch up, but suddenly his hand was blocked from the back, Kalisa turned his head and it turned out that Mbak Darmi was holding him.
"Mom."
"What's up, Ma'am?"
Madam Darmi first smelled a smile. "It looks like you should check" he said gently.
However, Kalisa does not understand the purpose of Mbak Darmi's speech. The woman knitted her two eyebrows.
"Check? Check what that means? What do you mean, Mas Rama needs to see a doctor?" kalisa asked for clarity.
And Sister Darmi shook her head. "No, Ma. But mother."
Netra Kalisa was round, with a slightly gaping mouth. "Why me?"
Again Mbak Darmi smiled, making Kalisa more confused.
"Because it looks like you're pregnant."
The deg!
Getting pregnant?