Alena [My girlfriend was taken by my mother]

Season 2 #Part 17

A morning schedule that is rarely missed and very annoying is morning sickness*. Plus now Mas Dwi always wake up earlier than me. I really can't bear it, I'm pregnant but he also felt the pain. His sleep hours are reduced even though his agenda is always solid.

This morning we both went back and forth to the bathroom because of the nausea that attacked me when I was about to wash my face. Mas Dwi was so worried that he couldn't let me go back and forth alone.

"Mas, that's the soap please throw dong!" I asked Mas Dwi.

Soap with the aroma of my favorite fruit is now also a target. With his eyes still twitching occasionally due to the drowsiness that had not completely disappeared, Mas Dwi took the soap from its place and carried it outside.

"Have I thrown it away, how? Still nauseous?" tanyanya while crouching next to me.

"Lifting, Mas. Buy some unscented soap, yeah!" I asked while holding onto Mas Dwi to stand up.

"There really is?" tanyanya's confused.

"There is power" I hesitated. I've never found a soap that doesn't smell good.

"Where's the buy?" asked Mas Dwi while pushing me out of the bathroom.

"Don't know, but please find it, Mas!" doors again. I really can't stand the smell of that fragrance.

"Yes, Honey. I'll look for it later" replied Mas Dwi later.

"Nausea again?" ask Julia who just happened to be going into the kitchen.

"Yes, brother" I replied.

"It's a good thing to be pregnant with Faiz, I'm not fussy. So it's not hard for my husband" said Julia as she stepped into the kitchen.

I'm a little offended. Implied there is dislike in the sentence that was thrown from the mouth of Sister Julia.

Dwi replied, "Please keep your mouth!"

"Loh, what's wrong? Kan, I'm just sharing my experience first," he replied casually as he opened the refrigerator.

"Udah, Mom! Come on, get in the room!"

We also went back into the room. Mas Dwi was seen regulating his breathing. The time shows at 6 am, a very inappropriate event to start the day. Hopefully, the problem did not affect the performance of Mas Dwi later.

"Quickly I have to survey the new house," said Mas Dwi suddenly.

"Well, why, Mom? Didn't Mas himself say that Tria was Mas's responsibility?"

"I don't want you to be stressed just because of the talk of Kak Julia who has no filter," replied Mas Dwi later.

"I'm okay, Mom. Seriously really!" I said trying to convince.

"The problem is that now there's a child we have to take care of, baby. You can't be selfishly rich anymore. And then keep everything alone. Now you can't do that anymore" said Mas Dwi in a worried tone.

He looked down with a straight look down. Softly rub his back. Mas Dwi who used to always be calm, now no longer. The more I knew him, the more surprises I received from him.

At first this morning Mas Dwi forced me to go home to Mama while she was working, but I refused. I can't run from trouble, I'm still sure Sister Julia isn't as bad as it looks.

As I walked into the kitchen, the corner of my eye caught two baskets of clothes piled up near the back door. Since there was Sister Julia, the hall next to this kitchen was never neat, there was always a pile of clothes. Though I have separated my dirty clothes and Mas Dwi in the room. Not to add to the burden of Julia.

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That afternoon, I was putting together Mas Dwi's change of clothes in the closet next to the bathroom. Mas Dwi just came home from work and sat in the living room while releasing his fatigue. Suddenly Sister Julia who also just came home immediately spoke to me in a quite loud voice.

"Where did the clothes in this basket go?"

"This house is small, do not need to shout everything heard," said Mas Dwi from the middle room.

"I washed, still in the clothesline, brother. I haven't picked up yet" I replied slowly.

"What the hell are you? Can't you change clean clothes as dirty?" ask again.

"Well, is that clean?" I asked back. I really don't know, I thought it was all dirty clothes.

"The one is clean, the one is dirty. You bod*h or what? His clothes must be washed by hand, can not use the machine! If it breaks you want responsibility?"

Jem! My heart felt pierced hearing that. I admit I didn't check that the clothes were clean or dirty. Clean clothes have their place and not in the basket.

"B-but the laundry is clean in the room," I replied as I pointed to the room where I had arranged Mas Dwi's clothes.

"What the hell is that? Why is Alena being yelled at?" asked Mas Dwi in a voice that was no less loud than Kak Julia's voice while walking towards us.

"Your wife is bod*h! Can not be different dirty clothes are just as clean? Can't it be expensive or cheap?" sister Julia said again. My mind hurts more and more, but I can't resist.

"So your mouth is yes, brother! If I say Papa now, Brother can be expelled right now!" mencam Mas Dwi's.

"Basic baby! It's usually ngadu," said Kak Julia who then went towards the back door.

"Mas, yes! Don't be cheated on anymore! I'm the wrong one" I said while calming Mas Dwi. I just hope none of Julia's clothes are damaged.

"What did he not think? If it wasn't for you, he wouldn't be welcome in this house anymore" Mas Dwi said with his emotions still not abating.

"Udah yes, Mas! You must be tired, right, just got home from work? Go in the room, I'll make coffee!" persuade me again.

"He's a bod*h! If it's washed, why put it here? It was clear there was a dirty shirt. He's also been here for half a month, doesn't he understand?" Mas Dwi still continued to grumble with a loud voice. It's impossible if Julia doesn't hear it.

"Mas ... already-"

"Cklck!" The sound of Julia's sister stopped me. "Morning is not drama! You're almost 30 years old still acting like a baby. I thought I was gone for 10 years and there was going to be a change, but it wasn't" Julia said as she walked past us with a basket of clothes.

"This human mouth cannot be guarded!" snapped Mas Dwi while raising his hand to slap Kak Julia.

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*) Morning sickness is nausea and vomiting that occurs during pregnancy. Although called morning sickness, this condition not only occurs in the morning, but also in the afternoon, afternoon, or evening.