Between Me and My Husband

Nausea

At first Mas Dipta pamit, wanted to take me back home. However, Delia's hand checks stopped our steps especially Mas Dipta.

"Don't just stay here, Mom? I'm still missing.." He asked with a smile still on his lips.

Whats? What did he say? Kangen. okay, I understand. Because they are foster brothers and have not seen each other for a long time.

Mas Dipta tried to let go of his hand, maybe he realized from earlier I had snorted. In addition, it looks like Delia wants to stick to the same Mas Dipta.

"Maybe next time." He answered, taking my hand to get me out of there.

But there was a part of my heart that told me to stay there. Maybe it was my curiosity. Because honestly I don't want to deny, that I want to know who is the father of the baby who is being born Delia.

"Mas, it's past midnight. We'd better sleep here." I said stop the pull of Mas Dipta's hand on my wrist.

"Hm? Okay.." replied Mas Dipta. Now change me who pulled his hand.

We went up to the room after saying goodbye to Mama and Papa, and passed Delia just like that.

I'm relieved, because Delia's room isn't on the same floor as ours. Delia's room is downstairs. Parno only, if we are asleep when we are asleep he follows in the room and wants to go to bed with Mas Dipta. Mas Dipta felt a magnetic field for him, so the like of nempel continues to be so.

At least if he's downstairs, he can't go up the stairs when his stomach is bulging. Moreover, his body is like a very thin that, unlike pregnant women in general.

"Mas, why didn't you tell me so late last night? I even called but you didn't pick up." I asked when I was in the room, did not forget to lock the door to this room.

"I'll clean up for a second. Please prepare my clothes yes." he asked in a low voice impressed soft. I who had wanted to hurry to become angry and nodded, confirming Mas Dipta's request.

Mas Dipta went into the bathroom, and before only about 10 minutes he had come out again by just wearing a towel on his waist.

"That guy I was hoping you wouldn't see him again." Said Mas Dipta while wearing his clothes in front of me.

I leaned on the mattress headboard immediately literate immediately from my chicken sleep-sleeping. Not because I saw Mas Dipta changing clothes. It's been 1 hour more so it's natural that I feel sleepy and feel like a maker leerr that even though I tried not to sleep earlier.

"I wouldn't have been with him if Mas Dipta had told me or picked up the phone from me." I'm sprained by people. As if playing is forbidden without knowing the situation and conditions earlier.

"I've sent you a message. Didn't you take it?!" Suara Mas Dipta also follow ses. He threw the towel he was wearing in any direction and it ended up stuck in the sofa.

"Woh.. time' anyway?" I was a little doubtful. I opened my phone looking for a message from him. From watsap, telegram to sms there are no messages from him at all.

"There's no tuh! Actually what was the difficulty of calling or receiving my phone earlier? What were you doing at the hotel?" Ketusku to show my phone screen to him so he knows, no message at all from him. Nih..liat, still want ngeyel too? Kzl...

Mas Dipta opened his own phone, and at once his eyes turned, sighing softly.

"I forgot to hit the send button." he said, and I sneaked.

"Sorry, I wasn't focused. And promise me you won't see the guy again." Mas Dipta continued, he was sitting next to me following along with me leaning on the headboard.

"I can't promise.he's my college friend, later accidentally we must meet on campus. I can't keep avoiding it."

"Alright, it's okay to meet the origin accidentally. And don't avoid me like that."

"I was in shock, saying you were in a hotel with a pregnant woman. And just the two of you, you know, until late at night I wasn't worried, I was worried.." I started sulking in a spoiled voice. Jiaaah... I can also be spoiled huh? No papa, the same husband himself, let him increase the same gemes me.

And dong succeeded.. Mas Dipta began to approach me, at the pull of my body to be in his arms.

"I'm sorry, baby." she said, I blinked my eyes. Immediately deflated for a moment when I heard Mas Dipta calling me dear. Geez, if not in sulking mode I would have been flowering flowers by now.

"Wouldn't he have come back here?"

"Hem, maybe it's because of his circumstances that make him not want to go home."

"Who's pregnant means?"

"It's like that.." Mas Dipta was already ndelosor, taking me lying down. His eyes had already bristled, already unable to resist his drowsiness.

"Who's got her pregnant?" I was curious to make my drowsiness disappear.

"Emh. I don't know, we'll ask tomorrow if everything's quiet." He answered and then I heard he was snoring.

Haduh.. even he was asleep, how my fate has lost this drowsiness? I just slanted there, tilted here, on my back and even grabbed the husband looking for a comfortable position. And finally I fell asleep because I felt tired waiting for the sun that felt long never to appear.

The next morning I woke up with a throbbing head. I found that Mas Dipta was no longer beside me. Wherever you go, the morning wake up has disappeared.

I walked over to the bathroom, my hand reaching for anything I could use as a handle to keep from falling over. Although full of struggle, finally managed to also fulfill the nagging in the bathroom that morning.

I performed 2 morning prayers when the clock showed at 6 am. I think I'm having a bad time sleeping in the early hours. After the prayer I was still sitting on my prayer mat when I felt a turbulent stomach, there seemed to be a stirring in there and suddenly there was an urge to remove my stomach contents. Feels very nauseous.

I ran to the bathroom as fast as I could not vomit in the room. And

Huwek...

I heard there were hasty steps approaching the bathroom where I am now.

"Cania! What's going on?" Mas Dipta appeared with a panicked face, I was already screwed. Wanted to keep vomiting, but nothing came out, leaving a taste so bitter.

Mas Dipta massaged my nape and when I had lemes there was no energy. He took off my face which I was still wearing and lifted me straight to the bed.

"You sick? What's that sick?" He asked worriedly, holding my forehead with the back of his hand.

"Your body is a bit of an angel. Is your stomach also nauseous?" He asked while covering my body.

"Yes, I want to throw up but no one's out." My answer. Mas Dipta opened a drawer on the bedside nightstand and pulled eucalyptus oil from it.

"Here I rub your stomach with this oil." He immediately pulled back the blanket that covered my body and reached into my clothes to smear the oil into my stomach.

After the stomach, he also applied the oil to my nape. And a moment later my cold body began to warm up.

"Maybe you catch a cold. Wait a moment, let me ask Mbok Asih to make porridge for you." Said Mas Dipta then moved out of the room.

Yeah, maybe I catch a cold. I remember eating was a few slices of pizza at Bagas' house yesterday.

A moment later Mas Dipta entered in followed Mbok Asih who brought a tray filled with porridge and a glass of warm water.

"Gustii.. Why to Kania's Mother? His face is really sharp.." Mbok Asih approached and placed the tray above the nightstand.

"Mual mbok." I answered with a hoarse voice Mas Dipta helped me to get up and set the pillow height behind me to lean on.

"It's drinking water angel first, let her stomach also be an angel." Mas Dipta said to bring a glass of water and feed it to myself.

"Woalah.. nausea? Congratulations, Mrs Kania is pregnant?!" Meek Mbok Asih with a successful sumringah makes me spit water in my mouth until it hits the face of Mas Dipta.