(Revised) Regretting It Too Late

Gestation

"Bi, where's Dinda, where's the morning gone?" mexca asked bi sumi because she could not find dinda anywhere.

"Sir Dinda to the house of mr. rt nak Abi, the husband of aunty." replied bi Sumi while kneading the seasoning in the cobek.

"Well, there Bi? And what does aunt do?" ask mexca again who was amazed at the attitude of his wife last night and also after the dawn prayer.

"Yes aunty mah ndak know nak Abi, and this aunt makes spice rujak. Because it was said that he wanted Dinda to make chicken pepes spice rujak." explained bi sumi on mexca.

"Yes aunt continued again, mexca wants nyusulin to the house mr. rt." mexca immediately went after talking.

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"Yes, yes don't be that one, next door." dinda's voice sounded so loud.

"This one right?" mang ujang also followed up asking with a shout.

"For Mexca's sake, nyariin nak Dinda huh?" reprimand rt sir on mexca who is seen walking towards his house.

"Yes, morning rt sir." replied mexca with a rama smile while shaking rt sir's hand.

"Sir Dinda again behind the house was the same, they took mango for a mixture of spices he said." point rt sir at the figure of the girl who is excited by looking up and the hands are fused to form a square - ready to catch something from above.

"I'm sorry to see Dinda pak rt." mexca permission signed by mr rt.

"Why do you love?" ask mexca as soon as she gets close to dinda.

"Eh mas? Again while the mango makes a mixture of spices." replied dinda without looking at mexca and just glanced at it.

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Arriving at home dinda peeling mango and mengasrah easy it with occasional eating. While the mexca that helped peel the mango frowned feeling how acidic the mango was, but dinda deliciously chewed the mango as if it did not taste sour.

"Darling, isn't that sour eaten like that? Mas who see it feels painless." asked mexca to dinda who chews with pleasure.

"Why? It's delicious, sweet and fresh. Mas Cobain if not believe." obviously dinda who makes mexca as if to drool because feel how acidic it if eaten.

"Well, dear, I do not like it if it is still easy this way, it must be sour taste." reject mexca who smiles the same dinda.

After the selessi peeled and supplied all the mangoes mixed with spice rujak that was made by bi sumi sell also mixed chicken meat and wrapped with banana leaves and steamed.

After 1 hour, the chicken pepes of young mango was cooked. Dinda ate the dish with a voraciously, mexca who saw feeling strange with his wife's appetite for rice and only eating fish.

"Mas dinda's sitting here huh?" tanya dinda pointed at the foot of the mexca and was called the same mexca.

"Mas, tomorrow it has started working again and busy again, can I work in the room mas Abi tomorrow?" tanya put her hand on the neck of the mexca and sat on the lap of the mexca.

"Darling, you don't papa, do you?" ask mexca while staring questioningly.

"Why? I'm not papa, and don't look at me that way." lamented dinda who don't want to be stared at by mexca.

"Why? It's not papa, which I see also my own wife." explained mexca as her right hand rubbed the smooth cheek of dinda.

"Don't, I'm ashamed." replied the dinda with a lowered face and met with embarrassment.

"Thy? Why should be ashamed dear, was not last night you who enjoyed his body very wild even 2 times" said mexca by hugging the waist dinda sitting on his lap.

"Mas, jang said." dinda pushed soft mexca chest and it makes mexca very want to whine his wife again, because dinda looks very adorable if in shame.

Mexca held dinda's cheek and her other hand grabbed her waist, then she brought her lips closer to hers. Mexca men*ium dinda lips gently and eventually turn heated, mexca ignore the broadcast of her favorite ball. Now what happens is not people who watch tv, but tv who are watching those who are chatting*nta on the sofa in their room hot."

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In accordance with the demand of the morning dinda work desk dinda moved to the room mexca, yes mexca workspace is spacious. Dinda does her work very seriously as well as with mexca. In the room that feels only silence and sound - a paper sura from the dinda who saw and drew the design, as well as the tap of a ballpoint pen from mexca that signed the file and corrected all reports.

Grebs

Suddenly the coolest mexca gets a hug from behind and a kiss on the cheek given by dinda.

"Dear you why hem?" mexca put down her stationery and held the hand of the dinda coiled around her neck.

"What?!" mexca was shocked by the request of what dinda had whispered to her.

"Don't be afraid I've locked the door, and also sent a message to Merlin if I want to spend the rest of the day with Mas Abi."obviously dinda and they also do the game by sitting in a mexcan work chair.

"Oh, ugh.!" lamented dinda who arrived - suddenly holding his stomach that hurt.

"Darling why? What's that hurting?" the hand of a mexca with a panaik that saw dinda complain and her face looked pale.

"The stomach hurts a lot." complained again and began to cry because it endured the tremendous pain.

"Alright, let's go to the hospital now." mexca immediately lifted the body of the dinda and handed the job to the fatis.

On the way to the hospital, which saw dinda continue to complain of pain and more chaotic, mexca drove her car very safely.

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"Doctor help my wife.!" shouted mexca who carried a dinda ala bridal style run into the hospital.

Some nurses who helped and took the dinda into the room to be carried out the examination, while the mexca waiting for the duluar felt anxious. Mexca ruffled her hair because she felt wrong on dinda and felt failed to keep dinda. In mexca's heart continue to curse herself.

"Family sister!" call the nurse who came out of the room.

"Yes, I'm her husband." mexca immediately approached the nurse.

"Father come with me to the doctor's office, sir, let's." take the nurse.

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"Donter is Adinda's family" the nurse told a doctor sitting in her white coat.

"Yes, please come in, sir." the donter invited the mexca in and sat down.

"What happened to my wife doc?" ask mexca who sounded impatient immediately want to know what happened and was sick what his wife.

"Relax sir, your wife is not sick. Dian is healthy and there's nothing to worry about." explained the doctor, who made mexca even more confused.

"You don't think he's sick then why is he complaining his stomach hurts and his face is pale doc?" ask mexca who is impatient and also confused.

"Yes he is not sick, only I suggest to you from now on should be able to withstand your hasr*t. You can do a husband and wife relationship but must be careful, because the gestational age of your wife is still vulnerable. Now she's only 9 weeks pregnant" the doctor explained to mexca, and soon the mexca rounded her eyes to hear the word pregnancy.

"So my wife is pregnant?" ask mexca to make sure she's afraid that what she's hearing is wrong.

"Right, and he's only 9 weeks old. The fetus can be maintained, only you have to be careful when doing it again. Now that your wife is asleep, I've given her the drug. Later after your wife wakes up and is no papa can go home." explained the doctor again while showing the results of ultrasound on mexca.

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"Dear papa's son. You have to stay and fight, baby, don't leave papa. Papa wants to see you." whispered mexca in a flat stomach and kissed her many times.

"Dear thank you." mexca kissed the forehead of a dinda who was sleeping in a hospital room bad, with her hands splashed with infusions.

Mexca looked at the helpless face of the dinda and her eyes closed, she involuntarily shed her tears. He recalls the hard times when he endured the pain of loving a sister who turned out to be someone else's wife, and now even within you there is a seed planted and growing there.

Mexca rubbed her delicate cheeks with an outstretched smile. Mexca sat down in the chair against the bed of the dinda and clasped the hands of the dinda free from infusion, and continued to kiss the hand so as to make the dinda wake up from her sleep.

"Mass?" call dinda with a raucous voice.

"Sorry, you woke you up?" ask mexca by stroking dinda's cheeks.

"Not really, but what's wrong with me? Why am I being infused now? I'm not sick, am I? When can I go home?"

"Sst... One - one dear." said mexca stick her index finger on the lips dinda.

"You can't papa, you can go home if the infusion runs out, and again you're not sick, baby. But you are pregnant, and your gestational age is currently 9 weeks. This is the result of his ultrasound." explained mexaca and showed the results of ultrasound dinda.

"So, am I pregnant with Abi's child?" ask dinda with glazed eyes.

"Yes, baby, that's a boy. Our son." said mexca with a smile.

"Alhamdulillah. A - I've been a perfect woman, I'll be a mother." dinda cried, and mexca wiped away the tears.

"I love you mas." said Dinda who was still crying and holding her flat stomach.

"Yes, mas also love you dear." said mexca who immediately m*um lips dinda and dinda draping her hand on the neck of the mexca as if not want to remove her ci*mannya with mexca.