
Dirga pov
The days change, the months change, the years go by so quickly. Camila has entered her eighth semester of college. The variety of tasks keeps him busy. Especially this semester he has started working on thesis. Even what I see now is her body getting thinner. It's possible that his weight dropped a few kilos.
" dear.... When do we go to the Hospital. "ask me without distracting me from her who just came out of the bathroom.
Camila gave me a quick glance before finally taking off the small towel wrapped around her head. Her still wet hair was draped its length past the shoulder. The smell of shampoo makes me sniff until I don't feel my eyes closed enjoying the sensation that is bubbling in my body.
I approached her who was standing behind me. Only then did my hand stretch out to reach her waist, but Mila's hand had already brushed off my hand.
" Here you are, Om...don't you get it?" said sarcastically.
I scratched my nape that wasn't itchy. Confused how to deal with the unstable attitude that has been shown to me for almost a month.
" okay. Baby prepare. I take a shower first. Then we go to the doctor. "
Mila didn't respond to my words. I decided to leave her and go into the bathroom.
I have a lot of patience for now. I know Mila is angry with me because for almost a month she ignored me and even seemed to silence me. Speak only as necessary and answer my questions as well as perfunctory. Sometimes it is accompanied by a thin tone.
Ever since the doctor told her she was positive for four weeks, Mila looked in shock. Even one week he spent locked himself up and alone. Even worse, he was angry with me. And if I can be honest, I'm very happy with my wife's pregnancy. My age is also not young anymore and having children is a happiness for me.
Especially after seeing my sister-in-law who was just a few months ago born into the world. Seeing how cute her baby couple Ken-Da is makes me anxious myself. Kenzo is a very handsome and cute baby boy from Ken and Danisha. I've held her several times, and they think I deserve to have a baby of my own.
And now my wish is fulfilled. Soon I'll have a baby like Ken-Da's. But unfortunately Camila is not ready for the presence of our future baby. Can't blame her either. Because all her plans had to change direction because of the presence of our baby.
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I came out of the bathroom just wrapped a towel around my waist. And how surprised to see Mila vomiting in the front sink of the bathroom. Immediately I approached and stomped his nape.
" dear... Honey's fine." I'm honestly very worried to see her always vomiting like this. Not just in the morning, but almost all the time. Especially when he eats, it will be spewed back more often.
" We go to the doctor, right? " persuade me again when Mila is done vomiting and wiping her mouth.
I clenched her body and without a word Mila wrapped her hands around my waist with her head leaning against my chest that had not been covered in clothes.
" Are you okay" I said once again.
And I can feel Mila's head nodding. I looked down at her pale-looking face. Eyes closed.
Immediately I lifted his body and carried him to the bed. I laid my wife's weak-looking body, took the eucalyptus oil I always kept on the nightstand. Spread the oil to the stomach, nape also in the legs. Maybe by feeling the warmth of eucalyptus oil and its aroma can reduce the nausea that Mila feels.
" We're going to the doctor." I said once again.
Actually today is Camila's schedule for pregnancy control. So I was busy seducing her to go to the doctor. I'd love to see the development of the baby in Camila's stomach.
" My head is dizzy, Om." she replied still with her eyes closed.
" Yes, it's a pity to rest first. I'll get you some warm tea. If it's over, we'll go to the doctor."
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" Lastri Ma'am, can you please make warm tea. "I asked Pastri who was in the kitchen.
" Wait a minute I made it."
" Thank you mbak. "
While waiting I sat at the mini bar table. My shoulder was patted from behind.
" Mila is vomiting again? "
Mama was right next to me and looked at me with a serious look. I answered my mother's question.
Since Danisha gave birth three months ago, I did invite Camila to stay at my mom's house. In addition to accompanying my mother also because I want to give privacy to KenDa. They now have children. It is impossible if we will continue to live in a crowded crowd at Mother's house. Even though it's actually either Mommy or Ken doesn't mind in the least if we both live there. The room that used to be occupied by Danisha has been transformed into a nursery. And since Camila was pregnant right now I wanted to give her some peace. It's not that I don't like it if Mila or I often hear the sound of baby crying. But like I said, maybe both Mila and Ken Danisha need privacy for our respective households.
" It's her warm tea." Pastri put warm tea on the table.
" Dirga went upstairs first, ma."
" yes. Take good care of Mila. Young pregnant people are natural like that. Vomiting, nausea dizzy. It will also disappear on its own as the fetus ages."
I nodded at my mother's explanation. But it was heartless to see Mila suffer like that.
I brought warm tea into the room. Mila was still lying on the bed.
" dear.... Drink some warm tea. It may reduce nausea. "
Mila opened her eyes, and slowly woke up from her lying down. Sip a little tea I put in front of his mouth.
" Still dizzy?" ask me.
" Slight."
" We go to the doctor. Later we can consult so that the condition of love does not get worse. Okay." Okay."
Mila nodded. I put tea on the nightstand next to the bed. I stood towards the closet picking clothes for Mila to wear.
" Let me help you change your clothes."
Mila only complied when I took off her shirt and intended to exchange her for a shirt that was commonly used if traveling.
I swallowed hard. My man's instincts always come up when situations are not right. Mila's gestational age is approximately seven or eight weeks. But the pregnancy hormones have apparently started to appear in Mila's body. If I notice some parts of his body begin to contain. More plump and sexy. What is because Mila's body is now thinner until certain body parts become prominent.
" oom... So change my clothes no. I'm cold."
I grin. It turned out that from now on I was just busy observing my wife's body until it was forgotten my intention to replace the clothes for her.