Between Me and My Husband
Don't get stressed
During the trip Mas Dipta continued to try to contact Papa and Mama numbers. But of the 2 numbers, no one answered.
Until the car we were riding in got into Mama's yard. There Mr. Satpam immediately told us if all to the hospital. More details, Mr. Security guard has no idea what happened. It's clear Delia was taken to the hospital.
Mas Dipta immediately turned the car, back on the road to the hospital. Yes aampuun.. What the hell is it? Masa' already want to be born? Yesterday he said he only wanted to walk 7 months of age.
We both got so tense in the car. Dead on the way to the hospital, Papa picked up the phone. We know a little bit about what's going on.
So, Delia was seeped into her water. He accidentally fell in the bathroom. Haduuuh no tuh? Obviously I also went with the ketar ketir. Already imagine bad things happen, hopefully all safe, mother and baby. Apart from him who wants to take Mas Dipta, but I sincerely pray for him.
Arriving at the hospital, we headed straight to where Delia was examined. Outside the room there are Papa and Mbok Pur, while Mama accompanies Delia who is being examined by a doctor in the room.
Waiting for a moment, the doctor came out as well.
"For now, Delia's mom is fine. The seepage of the water had also stopped. After this, Delia's mom can be moved to the treatment room." Said the doctor who made the tension on us immediately turned into relief.
"Is there a husband with Delia's mother?" Ask the doctor again.
"I'm his parents doc." Papa replied, and the doctor seemed confused for a moment. But he finally nodded.
"Let's come to my room sir!"
While Papa was following the doctor to his room, we went in to see Delia's condition. He looks so weak with a pale face. I was sad and could not bear to see it.
But his lips smiled seeing the arrival of Mas Dipta among us. His face was instantly radiant and there was a happy hue clearly visible there. But once he saw me behind Mas Dipta's body, his smile slowly receded. Do I look like a ghost appearing to her? His face was so sour.
I am seriously concerned about his situation. But if the reaction is like that, you don't want me to be too lazy right?
"You guys coming?" Greet Mama after seeing us come in. We just nodded in response to my mother's greeting earlier.
Before long, several nurses came in and took Delia to the treatment room. We followed him in the back.
After arriving, the nurse told us that the family waiting for the patient should not be more than 2 people and then must use a waiting card.
It was decided Mama and Mbok Pur would wait. Delia quickly interrupted.
"No Ma, I want to be waiting for Mama and Mas Dipta tonight." Her speech.
We were silent for a moment. Mama and Mbok Pur looked at me and Mas Dipta.
Ampuuun deh. I sighed, neutralizing a broken heart. Inget Nia, she's sick you're sane, so the sane misses first.
"Gak papa Mas, tonight you are waiting for Ma'am Delia aja. I'll be home with Papa." I said wisely.
Mas Dipta stroked the top of my head and looked at me softly.
"Just sleep there tonight, tomorrow morning I'll pick you up there." He said, I nodded my head.
At that moment, Papa appeared. And ask us to come out for a while because there's something to talk about. Maybe about Delia's situation.
"Delia's current situation is good, but she still has to bedrest. As much as possible keep his mood always good. He fell down not completely the cause of his condition as before, but mostly triggered because he felt stressed and depressed." Bright Papa.
I scratched my head that wasn't itchy at all. So what does it mean we should obey what it wants? If he wants to ask Mas Dipta, do I have to give it to him?
"His body weight is also below the average pregnant woman in her gestational age that is already so. The doctor asked to create a cheerful atmosphere around him so that his appetite also increased. And keep away the things that make his mood bad." Continue Papa again.
The thing that made her mood bad? Okay. That means I need to get away from her. And make the atmosphere around him cheerful, it means Mas Dipta must always be nearby.
Fix.this definition of calamity brings real blessing to him. Inevitably everyone must obey what he wants, including giving up his own husband to give excessive attention to other women besides his wife. My heart hurts but it doesn't bleed.
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In the morning, I had no appetite for food because my heart had not yet come. Though Mbok Pur has departed from 7 am to replace the care of Delia.
I look forward to his arrival on the porch with a gardener's father. Papa had breakfast alone in the house, sorry your son-in-law is yes Pa does not accompany you breakfast. After how dong, not keturen that if you have not seen the husband.
Until finally Papa left for work, Mas Dipta did not come home either. Don't-don't Delia don't want to stay? If he comes home too he will be stressed again?
I daydream about everything that might happen why Mas Dipta has not come home until this hour. Until a voice surprised me.
"Mr.. Ms. Kania...!" Turns out Mr. security guard.
"Eh..iya, why sir?" Tanyaku.
"Sorry Ma'am, that's what Miss Delia. Should I say no then tell him to leave or do I let him in?"
"Huh? Where is the man sir?" I asked while looking towards the towering gate in front. Invisible of course, at the gate there were only a few gaps to be able to see anyone who came from the direction of the security guard post.
"So my mothers, I was hesitant to let him in, especially Miss Delia is not home." Replied the security guard who is still faithful waiting for my decision.
"Duh..how are you, sir? Let me go in, sir, I'll meet him here. Later you come with me yes, fear of mothers that just ngaku-ngaku and want to do not good." Finally broken.
"Shaap Ma'am!" Answer the security guard who immediately passed to open the gate.
Despite the misgivings, I decided to meet those mothers. I was curious about what smells like Delia, so I had to take that risk.
A luxury car came into the courtyard. After parking, the back door of the car opened. And look, mothers? Uh no, auntie? Or even the brothers? What is clear from her appearance is that she is a socialite woman.
Walking full of confidence the woman approached me. The clothes he was wearing showed his class, so elegant and fashionable. Wearing a patterned midi skirt with a monochrome theme and high heels, simple but classy.
"Good morning!" He asked me who was still amazed by his appearance. Gustiii. That's the face, so clear. Laler if blocking must be tweezers tuh..
"Ah yes, good morning. Can I help you?" I asked politely, duh.kok feel I'm like a maid yes.
He looked at me from top to bottom, then from bottom to top again. Scanning my appearance so close to him.
"You Delia?"
"No, I'm his sister-in-law. What's the matter with Delia?"
The woman folded her hands in front of her chest. There's a small bag hanging in one of his hands. Surely that bag is branded expensive
"Then where is******* it's located right now?!" Asked frontally, I gulped hearing what he just said.
"You mean Delia? Why do you call it that inappropriate. Please, be a little more polite!" I said high-pitched. Although my heart has been hurt by Delia, but I also don't want her to be in the words of a dwarf as inappropriate as before.
"I know I have to be polite with anyone. But with ****** that, politely does not apply to him. Quickly get him out!!" He said he was sniffing and pushing forward wanting to get past me.
I'm almost overwhelmed to hold him back if the security guard doesn't hold him. But from inside the car the woman came out a big tall man approaching us who were struggling.
Instead of divorcing, the man defended the woman who might have been his employer. Be pushing that morning in front of the house. In an unbalanced position.
The gardener came from far away trying to break us. But because the woman's hand was either intentionally or not clawing at the father of the gardener, so now 3 people versus 2 people who are struggling.
Haduuuh, early in the morning had not had breakfast. On the terrace means to wait for the dearest even in a storm like this.
