A Cup of Black Coffee

Chapter 28

Faisal chose to go into his room. Reluctant to drag on I choose not to find out their current problems.

Faisal's attitude was like a reflection of my current self. Where I feel depressed with a household life that feels increasingly bland and uncertain direction.

"Abself?" saeba asked after calming down.

"Yes. Ba, try to understand the state of your husband, if indeed he has not been able to comply with your wishes now, still respect and respect him," my advice.

He just looked down and then wiped his tears back.

"You can't just blame Saeba Gil! You don't know anything!" jakak mom does not accept.

God, I just want to advise my sister to always respect her husband. I'm afraid that if they keep going like this, Faisal could have a moment.

Because they didn't know that the man had even complained to his family if he wanted to give up.

There's no way I'm saying that to Saeba and mom, because I don't want to have a big fight in my own sister's household.

"As a husband, it is appropriate to make a wife happy!" keep mum.

I became reluctant to ask the attitude of the mother about Bu Hamidah earlier, because it seems that at this time he prefers to win and defend Saeba.

"Don't just advise her Mom, isn't that natural?" my bell.

"Your sister is Saeba not Faisal! But it looks like you're defending your brother-in-law even more!" sarcastic mom.

"O Allah ma'am, where I defended Faisal. Ragil mediates the two, ma'am," replied I who did not understand anymore with mother's mind.

"You guys are the same!" ketus.

Because I felt that I had been at home for a long time and my father had not returned until the afternoon arrived, I chose to go home instead of having to follow in the blame by my mother.

Knock on Saeba's room where there's Faisal there. I want to say goodbye and provide support for my brother-in-law.

"Sal, you're home?" I said after knocking on the door.

Saeba's bedroom door opened, Faisal then greeted me, "be careful Bang" he said.

"You are patient Sal" I said encouragingly.

He just nodded in response. I went to greet Mom and Saeba before finally retreating from there.

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Returning home, I was faced with Hulya's pale-looking face.

This morning when I said goodbye to him he was a little pale, when I asked, he said it was okay just because of fatigue and lack of sleep.

After her students' exams two months ago, Hulya is now busy with midterm preparation for the year-end holidays.

He also often returned home at night, although still in a reasonable stage, he explained if he was busy at school looking for material.

His alibi was strengthened by the words of Mas Zhafran who said if I had to understand the state of Hulya because it would often come home late.

I don't mind it either, even though our relationship is bland, she's still my wife, my responsibility, at least I need to know about her.

"Have you eaten?" I asked because I saw nothing at the dinner table.

"Not yet," he replied weakly.

"Yes I took a shower first, we will order food" I said and left.

He also chose to go back into his room. After cleaning up, I tapped into her room to ask her what she wanted.

"I want soto aja mas chicken, like seger," he said passion.

We sat in the living room waiting for our order to arrive.

Before long the food we ordered came and now we went to the dining table.

"Where are you and the others?" hulya asked breaking the silence between us.

"Thank God, they ask you, I said," I replied.

Not a moment did he answer again, suddenly Hulya got up and smothered her mouth.

He ran towards the kitchen sink and vomited out his stomach.

The panicked me got up and approached him. I massaged his nape so he could get it all out. There was no disgust when I saw Hulya spewing her food again, I was just worried about her condition.

"You catch a cold maybe Yes" I said after he finished.

"Maybe Mas, my body is not very good, dizzy," he explained.

His face looked even more pale, I touched his forehead was a little warm.

He nodded and left me. No matter how she is my wife, I still have to pay attention to her.

This is also a form of humanity, there is no way I close my eyes to see Hulya sick like this.

After I finished making the tea, I immediately went into his room. The room that I haven't stepped in in in two months.

I was quite surprised to see that Hulya's room looked messy, lots of papers were strewn across the floor.

There is also a laptop nearby, maybe he was busy preparing for his student exam.

"You should still think about your health Yes, if you are sick like this, then you yourself are bothered," I said.

"If Mas feel bothered, Mas do not need to bother doing this. I didn't ask, '" she replied.

God, I don't feel bothered, I feel sorry for him. But that's the Hulya I know now, no matter what I do there's nothing good in her eyes.

Reluctant to argue I chose to pass immediately from his room. I am tired of wanting to rest.

"Yes you have rested Yes, I want to go to the room too" I said and got up.

He just nodded while holding tea and leaned on the head of the bed.

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The next day, his face looked pale. But he seemed to still insist on continuing to teach, visible from the uniform that was attached to his body.

"You want to teach me? Sure enough? Your face is more pale, yes" I explained.

I sat down at the dinner table chewing bread and a cup of coffee. Now I often have breakfast alone, especially lately Hulya is very busy to have to leave early in the morning.

"Mending you permission Yes, rather than getting worse," I suggested.

"Gga can Mas, there is a meeting with Diknas today," he replied.

But just as he turned around about to pass towards the front door with a stagger, he suddenly fell unconscious.

I'm surprised I didn't play to see Hulya. Without a second thought I lifted her up onto the sofa and tried to wake her up.

He did not react, so I finally prepared a car to take Hulya to a nearby clinic.

Unfortunately, the clinic near our housing has not yet opened, so I had to take Hulya to the hospital.

After arriving at the emergency room, I explained the chronology that happened to a Doctor guard there.

"Maybe he's exhausted Doc" I said.

"We check first sir, please wait there, we will start the examination" explained the Doctor.

I saw some people enter Hulya's place, I panicked even more because the Doctor called and went back to Hulya's place.

The emergency room which was only limited by long curtains made it easy to see Hulya's condition from here.

Because when someone comes out it will definitely blur a little and look Hulya is still in her stupor.

The doctor called my name and I approached.

"Your wife is severely dehydrated, so we are forced to suggest hospitalization" he explained.

"Do your best, Doc" I replied.

Then he called a nurse and asked me to do inpatient administration.

Not to forget the doctor also asked for my signature for approval of blood collection for laboratory tests.

Some nurses came to put the infusion on Hulya. Then I sat down next to him again.

Two hours waiting, a nurse approached me while carrying a paper in her hand.

Fortunately Hulya was awake, but she kept her eyes closed because she still felt dizzy, maybe now she was asleep, visible from her regular breathing.

"This is the result of the lab Bu Hulya yes sir, so because Bu Hulya is declared pregnant, then you can fill this column to choose which obstetrician will treat Bu Hulya further," inexplicably.

The ground that I was treading seemed to sway when the nurse said that my wife was pregnant. How could? We have not been in contact for more than two months.

But it's possible, since I've seen Hulya's contraceptive pill parcel fall, is it possible that she didn't take it the last time we did?

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