Between Me and My Husband

Ravaged

The Dipta I sprayed did not react to anything. He's just dumbass, I don't know what he's thinking. And suddenly he was like a man of spirit, taking a bowl of porridge and kekeh feeding me.

"Once we eat, we go to the doctor? Check it." He said while painstakingly feeding me a mouthful of porridge for a bite.

"Yes Ma'am, mending straight check. Let's know what you can and can't do while you're pregnant.." Mbok Asih added. Duh.. The one I ate was porridge, right? But I feel drag..

"It's pregnant, Delia, not me. I just catch a cold, run out of this break, a bit of a pity later it will definitely not be papa." My elbow. Mas Dipta also, why so follow Mbok Asih. Already mesam-mesem from earlier, happy twists are so visible from both eyes.

"Yes, papa did not check as well, will later be able to all consult if it is not pregnant." Mas Dipta seems not to have given me the chance to make a check.

"I want to rest Mas.I just lack sleep, just like I was from yesterday afternoon had not eaten. It was drop."

"OK... need a sleep buddy?" Ask with eyebrows up and down. Astoge.nih people, make people's appetite. Where there is still Mbok Asih again, I will be embarrassed to want hehe...

"Viss... Mbok did not step aside. Instead of later Mbok who became a demon, let Mas Dipta be the same as Mbak Kania alone." Said Mbok Asih then left the room.

"Mas, you don't work po?" I asked after the departure of Mbok Asih.

"anytime soon. You were about to go to work, and drive you home. But I think it's better if you're here first, there's something wrong. You're afraid you'll need anything."

Mas Dipta gave the last mouthful of porridge in the bowl. It turns out that even though at the beginning it felt stiff in the stomach and kayak did not end that way, but if in the same bribe dear old-fashioned run out too.

"Have, you now rest again. Let's get healthy." Say it again while rubbing the top of my head. I just smiled while nodding my head.

After that, Mas Dipta changed clothes to prepare for work. As I was about to approach me again, there was a knock from outside the door. The king turned around to open the door.

There's Mama who brought a snack of fruit that has been sliced in a dish. She smiled brightly as she stepped into the room while looking at me.

"Where? Already eaten?" Mom sat down on the bed near me.

"Alhamdulillah already Ma, this was already eating the porridge until it was finished." My answer.

"Alhamdulillah, this is Mama bringing fruit. Usually I want to be seger if again the cravings phase." It was my mom who made me tick. This why is Mama following along too? Should I make an announcement, that in this stomach is not carrying a baby but contains wind that makes it so bloated?

Mas Dipta looks giggling.

"Already approved, don't rent it. I'm leaving first." I kissed my forehead, I kissed her hand.

"But be careful, my mother.."

"Yes, if you want anything send a message. Let's go home later when I can bring it." Mas Dipta gently stroked my head, I nod my head to answer it.

Not to forget, Mas Dipta also kissed Mama's hand before moving from there.

"Created nitip Kania yes Ma." he said as he passed.

"Yes be careful Dip, don't worry." Answer Mama.

"Do you need anything else, Nia? There's one more pregnant woman you have to take care of." Ask Mama after the departure of Mas Dipta.

"No Ma, thank you. And actually Nia's not pregnant Ma, just catching a cold. This is later after the break must have recovered, so Mama don't have to worry." My words meant to get Mama to just focus on Delia.

"Yes Ma." I replied accompanying Mama's departure from the room.

My stomach is getting better, no more nausea. Now changing eyes that are so sticky want to be immediately closed. Let's close our eyes for a moment so that the energy will recover.

By noon I woke up with a hungry stomach. Usually this way, the pain continues to be bit-tikit laper. Because the body was already seger, fit, and the eyes were not as good, I went out of the room to a place that usually had a lot of food there, dining room and kitchen.

Lonely, there's no one I've met. This big house, if quiet so horror. But suddenly more horror, when I saw a bunch of eh. a woman sitting at the dinner table enjoying her morning meal or lunch. Either, because this time is too nanggung called morning or afternoon.

I just passed by, and continued towards the kitchen area. Open the fridge hoping there's something good in there.

"Cania.. Kania, would you like to share with me?" Ask the woman who was sitting at the dinner table earlier who was none other than Delia.

What do you mean share? Sharing husband? Oh, big NO!! I don't want my husband to be divided, let his love be as whole to me as my love for him. Ciyeeeh...

I looked at him from the kitchen bar. Turns out he meant to offer me the food he was eating. I was already su'udzon first myself, but what if I see him with his smile that continues to expand on his lips it makes me want to be bad to think on him. Astarghfirullah...

I sat face to face with him. I brought some juice and some cake from the fridge. Delia herself was eating oatmeal with a sprinkling of berries and there was a bowl of fruit salad in front of her.

"You can eat the fruit salad if you want to." he said again by pushing a fruit salad mankok near me.

"No, thank you. I ate fruit." I answered by pushing another bowl of fruit salad in front of him. Duh wrong what the fruit salad is, push it there push here...

"Are you pregnant or not? I was so happy to think you were pregnant. Imagine if you didn't get pregnant, she would be very disappointed." His words are alus but kok feel squeaky to the heart yes..

Then what about her, who came home pregnant without knowing who impregnated her. Doesn't disappoint his family. Hadeeh.I want to say rude, but remember this is the house-in-law and I'm dealing with this pregnant woman.

"No.. The company was not disappointed. In fact, he was eager to make it continue so that he could be a baby." My answer that I myself was surprised why I could answer that. Spirit makes a baby? Heol.. What kind of talk is this?

"Well, how long have you been married?" Ask again, like he was looking for another way to riot again.

"Emh. almost 7 months. Were you abroad that long? Then what are you doing there?" I asked sincerely, no intention whatsoever. I thought, there she must be lonely especially in a state of pregnancy. Who's looking for food while he's cravings? Is that why he's so skinny?

But suddenly I regretted my sincere intention. He only smiled suspiciously as he leaned into the chair with his hand stroking his clearly protruding belly elus.

"It's also almost 7 months old. I'm sure you'll be happy to know." What do I ask, he answers what. Jaka was so quiet, but surely he meant to tell me.

Of course I, there's no one else. Then what does it mean that Mas Dipta would be happy to know? Astoge. don't-don't. ah no-no, don't be prejudiced just yet.

I saw him standing up to leave the dining table. Even though the food has not been exhausted, let alone the fruit salad has not been touched at all.

"I'm full, just leave this here. Later let Mbok Asih or Mbok Pur clean up." He said he then left me still confused and convinced himself that Delia's intention was only to riot.

I saw Pur coming towards us, saw Delia leaving the dinner table. I think he'll take care of his old dinner plate. However, she instead took Delia's hand to help her walk. But basic Delia is not grateful, he even brushed Mbok Pur's hand away.

"Why not eat it? You said you wanted to eat that food." said Mbok Pur who I still have time to hear.

Why do they look so close, even Mbok Pur called Delia with 'you'?