Because of the compulsion

Embryos

"It's okay, honey. Everything's gonna be okay."

Viona simply looked at him silently and sat down at the obstetrician's examination. It was the marshal who forced her to be examined, even though Viona was unwilling. He still can not believe, if in his womb now grows a fetus.

After Viona lay down, the female doctor poured cold gel there and began to check her stomach. The marshal never left to hold Viona's hand. They listen to everything the doctor explains from what is on the monitor.

Haru is back. Happiness of course hit. The marshal could never stop thanking the Creator, for granting every prayer he prayed.

The creature was seen on the monitor. There was an imperfect black round shape and a tiny speck of stain inside. The doctor said it was an embryo. Still measuring 2 millimeters, because the age of the content of Viona just stepped on five weeks. Does that mean that Viona's egg was fertilized and the child was created when they were on their honeymoon?

Marshal smiled at Viona, clasped her hands tightly and helped Viona to wake up, after the examination was over. They sat in a chair in front of the doctor's desk. Listen to every explanation he gives.

"But, I've never missed that pill, Doc. How did this happen?"

Marshal glanced at his wife for a moment, that was also a question from the beginning, after knowing this good news.

"It could have happened, Madam," the doctor began to explain, they listened carefully. "it could have been due to several factors. Whether it was because the pill was not taken in a timely manner, the use of other drugs that affected the performance of the pill was ineffective as well as several other factors."

Marshal glanced at Viona. "Is it possible because of the timing, honey? Last month we went to Tokyo, maybe your drinking time wasn't always the same."

"Is that possible? Only three hours." Viona glanced for a moment at the Marshal, again asking the doctor.

The female doctor smiled and nodded her head. "It could happen. But whatever is the cause, we go back to remembering the Creator. No creature will be created without his will."

Marshal and Viona gave a nod, agreeing to it. They looked at each other, in a vision full of meaning.

"What is the moon last month?"

Viona nodded and explained, if she still has guests, while this month has already missed one week. His explanation again made the doctrine smile and give a biological explanation.

Until they were done with the examination of the womb, Viona looked not once smiling, other than at the doctor earlier. Marshal saw him a little confused. Viona should be as happy as she is. But what he saw was not like that. Viona even fell silent until they returned to Rahma's room and sat down on the sofa.

The marshal opened a brown envelope containing a pregnancy procedure as well as pictures of their embryos. It was not in vain that he begged God at all times. Although contrary to his wife's constant desire to delay, God more than anything, can easily create one small creature that will be the fruit of their hearts.

However, back again saw Viona who was just speechless. Marshal noticed his slightly grim face. He sat closer and held back Viona's hand, then rubbed the back of her hand slowly. "You're not happy to know? He's our son, honey."

Viona was silent. Daydreaming, looking at the table with a mind that is somehow anchored to where.

"Darling?"

"I'm pregnant, Chal?"

Marshal was stunned to hear his wife's question. Then he nodded quickly, confused to see Viona's response. "He's here, honey." The marshal touched Viona's stomach, rubbing her gently. "He's grown up. He's our son."

"I'm going to be a mother?" Viona asked again, looking closely at Marshal, asking for confidence in her own disbelief. Looking at the Marshal who gave a nod, Viona's eyes started to change, getting sadder. Why so fast? Viona is not rejecting the gift of God, just.

Viona sighed deeply, shaking her head. He held onto the Marshal's hand, squeezing it strongly indicating the feeling he was currently feeling. Promiscuous. Viona did not even know what she was going through at the moment. Whether it's happy, moved, sad or even surprised. Everything is complicated explained.

"He's your son?"

Marshal's eyes sharpened at the question his wife had asked. Viona said like that, as if she was hesitant about her own conception.

"How come? I hate you, Chal. You're a liar. Why is he present? We'll－"

The marshal immediately grabbed Viona's nape, silenced her mouth, never letting Viona say that again. He doesn't want them to separate. Especially now that they have children. Marshal will never be able to let go of his wife.

"Stop saying that! We'll refer to it."

"But, I ...."

"You may hate me, but don't let our child be the victim, honey. You want him away from his father? If that's what you want, you've indirectly made two souls separate. I don't want to."

Marshal hugged Viona's body tightly. He will never let go of his wife, no matter what happens to them. Marshal can understand his wife's emotions, but that doesn't mean he can and willingly let Viona fend for herself for her son. He is a responsible husband. Wouldn't let his wife do something crazy that would make them separate again.

"I want us to refer. We're not getting a divorce."

Viona just fell silent in the arms of the Marshal. Suddenly the nausea flutter returned, he forcefully pushed the body of Marshal and ran towards the bathroom. Marshal followed him along in panic and worry. He helped nape the nape of his wife and accompanied Viona's nausea slightly reduced. Only the liquid comes out. Marshal could not see it. He hugged Viona's waist, rubbing her face which started to look pale.

"Is every day like this?"

Viona nodded her head slowly making the Marshal regret and cursing herself. Stupid, for leaving Viona like that and not knowing, if his wife is tormented. Their farewells tormented three souls at once. Not only Marshal and Viona, but also a fetus that is now still as big as a green bean seed.

Marshal cradled Viona's body to get back on the couch. Worried to see the condition of his wife who looks very weak and his face is deathly pale. She orders food on her phone to keep Viona there. Glancing at Rahma who was still lying down, Marshal smiled. Rahma desperately wants Marshal to have a child. Now, his wish has been realized and hopefully with this news his mother can quickly realize. Rahma must be very happy.

"Chal ...."

"Yes, Honey?"

"Don't approach me!"

Marshal shook his head quickly, could not. Where could he possibly leave Viona in such a state alone.

"I hate you chal! I don't want to see you!"

"But you're sick, honey. I can't." Marshal stunned as his wife sobbed. He panicked and confused how to do it, while in the approach alone Viona even more crying.

"Keep me away!" Viona pushed again the body of the Marshal who tried to hug her. Closing the outstretched hand wants to reach. "I hate you!" Viona was crying even more, as the Marshal approached.

The marshal stood up and retreated to get a little away from him. She was confused and unwilling, not believing that Viona was suddenly like that. Whereas before Viona was fine, even during the examination they clasped hands. So, why did Viona throw him out again now?