
At midnight Nadira woke up about to go to the bathroom urinate again. This is the umpteenth time Nadira repeated the same activity.
He is not surprised or afraid because he already knows if an old pregnant woman will experience it.
Thirst and hunger make it hard to fall back asleep. In elus her distended stomach. The movement of the prospective child is increasingly clear even often his stomach is not round anymore.
"Why does kebelet go on?" ask her yourself while stepping slowly into the bathroom in the kitchen.
Nadira looks tired after the bathroom. Sit your butt in the mini bar chair in the kitchen while stroking her distended stomach.
"Mi amor." call Qenan to walk up to Nadira while rubbing his eyes for clear vision.
Earlier, Qenan woke up due to his habit of looking for Nadira to be hugged. But as hands fumbled over the side of the bed on the empty made his eyes open.
"Yes, Nan?"
"What do you do in your own kitchen? why don't you wake me up?"
"I'm thirsty, the drinking water in our room is running out."
Qenan felt guilty because after dinner he was reoccupied with his work. The company that began to grow was showing rapid progress. Finished with work, he saw Nadira was asleep and he went to sleep. Until the issue of drinking water Nadira exhausted he was unconscious.
"I'm sorry, Ra."
"What's wrong, baby."
Qenan approached Nadira. He pecked his head and sat down next to his wife. "What do you feel, Ra?"
Nadira shakes. "Still the same as usual. A minute, I'm gonna pee." Nadira rose up as did Qenan.
"I'm temeni."
"I'm ashamed, Nan." stop Nadira but still walk away.
"Don't be shy. You must be hard to squat."
In the bathroom Qenan helped Nadira urinate.
"Nan, why is the color of the pee black?" nadira asked Qenan who knew nothing.
"Don't, I'm fine. Call aunt Milah just." He chose it because he did not want to make a scene in the middle of the night.
After sitting Nadira back, he called the house behind the waiter. Not long after, Bibi Milah and her two other servants were already in the kitchen.
"Madam is young, it's a sign of childbirth." aunt Milah whispered to Nadira.
"But I haven't yet mastered mules-mules bi."
"This is an early sign. There is a direct rupture of the membranes in addition to regular heartburn, the longer the stronger and more orderly, Madam."
The two spoke in a soft voice so that Qenan could not be heard. Because it can be a hoopla.
"Mrs is a lot of walking."
Nadira nodded. "Bi, ask others to prepare for baby needs, but please don't be suspicious. I need to be in the blue suitcase next to the closet."
Before it passed, aunt Milah gave a special lute to Nadira.
Aunt Milah passed while Nadira walked around her house on the ground floor. Qenan was still receiving calls from Nazeef. I don't know what they're talking about.
Nadira himself was sitting in the living room. One hand was on his waist and one hand was wiping the sweat on his forehead.
Repeatedly he took a deep breath through the nose, then released through the mouth.
"Darling, what are you doing?" tanya Qenan was worried.
Nadira shook his head then got up slowly approaching Qenan. He looked the other way as the three servants of his house were already preparing with two suitcases.
"Come, Nan. Take me to the hospital."
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