Alena [My girlfriend was taken by my mother]

Season 2 #Part 32

I fell asleep in the backyard for about two hours. Ms. Arum found out about my whereabouts after Mas Dwi asked her over the phone. I left my phone in my room, so I didn't know that Mas Dwi had contacted me. And for the umpteenth time, Mas Dwi was forced to leave his job because I was the one who flinch when Mbak Arum woke me up. Predictably, I have a fever and strange dreams so I can not distinguish between dreams and reality.

Mas Dwi forced me to go to the hospital, but I refused. I just need him now. My medicine is him. Now I can only lie on my bed with a two-layer blanket and a compressed towel on my forehead. Mas Dwi patiently took care of me without complaining. I felt guilty for making her cry earlier.

"Mas, I'm sorry, yes!" I asked again how many times.

He just nodded and smiled at me. Fortunately, he knew my mind was unstable. Between the trauma and also being pregnant, I am grateful that she can always be my guardian angel.

"Cheal fast, yes, dear! Don't make me worry!" he rubbed my cheek.

"Yes, Mas. Have you eaten?" my many.

"No, we'll eat together" he replied. He said that because I refused to eat.

"Well, let's eat!" I relented, it was enough I made trouble for Mas Dwi. I don't want to make him sick either.

"Do you really want to eat?" ask again.

I'm nodding. He got off our bed and called out to Mbak Arum. Shortly afterwards, Madam Arum came with a tray. On it is available a bowl of chicken porridge that is still warm and a plate of rice with fried chicken side dishes and fried capcay.

Mas Dwi helped me to sit down, then he used his folding table to put our food. Once the food is ready on the table, Ms. Arum returns to the kitchen. I watched the chicken porridge that was in front of me. I have no interest in swallowing it at all.

"Want me a bribe?" ask Mas Dwi.

"No need, Mas. Eat it yourself" I replied.

"Well, let's eat!" take Mas Dwi while taking the plate from the table in front of me.

Stir the porridge slowly, then eat it a little. It felt bland, could it be because I was sick? I hate being sick. My favorite food so there's no taste like this.

"You want the capcay?" ask Mas Dwi.

The kulirik capcay on top of Mas Dwi's plate. The color caught my attention. I also nodded. Mas Dwi picked up a piece of meatballs with carrots and fed it to me. It tastes better than my porridge.

"The bury's not good, is it?" ask Dwi again. I nodded, my mouth still chewing food.

"Yes, I'm bribing you, huh? The porridge does not need to be washed!" abugn.

Finally, I ate a plate together with Mas Dwi. Patiently he fed me little by little. Really troublesome. After our rice ran out, Mas Dwi tasted my chicken porridge.

"What's bad?" tanyakanya.

"Pictured, Mas" I replied.

"Just like," he replied as he finished the porridge slowly. He must still be hungry because the portion of his meal was shared with me.

"Well, if it's good, then it's good. Honey if thrown away," I said.

"But I love you more" he said.

"What the hell, Mom!" shyly answer.

I don't feel young anymore to get a fight like that. Mas Dwi laughed a little at my response. Sometimes a little joke like this makes us feel like we're still dating.

After Mas Dwi returned the dishes to the kitchen, he went back into the room and sat down next to me. He looked at my face with a smile, his eyes soft. There was happiness as well as pain emanating in his eyes. We kept quiet for a while. Mas Dwi tidied up my unraveled hair not on track. Then he held my cheeks and kissed me.

'I also feel pain because it has made you sick, Mas, ' my mind.

"Maas ...."

"Yes?"

"Temenin I slept, yeah!"

"Yes, honey."

I went back inside my blanket. This time I use one layer only, if two layers of fear later Mas Dwi even overheated. I got some distance between the two of us, and then I buried my body in his arms. It's a lot warmer than the two-layer blanket.

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Almost a week the problem came over and over, not only that, I also dropped many times. A bad experience I really don't want to repeat. I can feel that my body condition is getting weaker since pregnancy. Even before I had never fainted, since I was pregnant I had fainted even three times.

Mas Dwi's supervision is getting tighter. He also submitted 'work from home' to his superiors in order to keep me more intense. Fortunately, the performance of Mas Dwi has been very good, until the superior passed the application of Mas Dwi.

"Bas really no problem filing like that? Later other employees envy the same Mas how?" manyworry.

"I don't care what they say, fired also I don't care," he replied confidently while picking up pieces of apples that have been prepared Ms. Arum.

"Yes, I'm a manut Mas aja," I said according to.

I can't protest much because I'm still afraid that suddenly my mind goes back to chaos. Not only is it a danger to me, but also to my womb. I always forget that now I am pregnant, until when this chaos occurs only Mas Dwi in my mind.

'Forgive Mama, yes, son. Mama will take good care of you, my mind while rubbing my stomach.

Tung ting! Someone rang our doorbell. Ma'am Arum opened the door immediately.

"That's your guest" Mas Dwi told me.

"Me?" many confused.

"Yes, look at it!" answer me again Dwi.

I peeked out from the gap of the kitchen curtains, the guest was already sitting on the sofa so I couldn't see it. I also stepped outside. Seeing me coming, the guest immediately hugged me.

"Lenaaaa! Geez, are you so skinny anyway? What are you sick with? Why did it get this way?" He looks so worried.

"Just ask the only dong!" answer me in a soft voice. My health has not fully recovered.

"Geez, my little Lena's really sick. Even to say it's hard" he said with a sad-looking face.

Mas Dwi came and stood next to me, then he said, "Good morning, Atika."

"Good morning, sir. Alena flanked to thin and getting smaller like this?" asked Atika boldly, whereas Mas Dwi was her superior. Mas Dwi just laughed a little in response.

"Mending sit down first, while snacking or drinking," I suggested.

Then our conversation continued on the sofa. Atika is like my own sister. He was very attentive, even he willing to leave his son to his mother-in-law to visit me this morning. I am glad that there are people who love me besides my family.