BETWEEN THE CEO AND THE MAFIA

There's Life in My Stomach

"What complaint?"

A doctor named dr. Damayanti receives Prita and Ayash in her room. The person looks friendly and polite in terms of his way of speaking.

They were at Orin International Hospital, the nearest hospital to the boutique they had previously been to. Ayash is very worried about Prita's condition, so he immediately takes her for a check-up at the hospital.

"My body feels weak, doc. My head is also dizzy. I vomited earlier." Prita tried to explain all the complaints he felt.

The doctor seemed to make notes on a piece of paper in accordance with the information given by Prita.

"Okay, please get on the bed first, yeah. I'll try to check."

Prita got up from her seat and went up to the bed provided. The doctor installed his stethoscope and began to attach it around Prita's chest area. He seemed to be seriously listening to something from his stethoscope. His face seemed to show doubt. I don't know what disease he found, it seems like a serious thing.

"OK, already. Please sit back."

Doctor Damayanti sits opposite Prita and Ayash. The look in his eyes implied a serious matter that he wanted to discuss.

"Sorry in advance, may I ask, what is your relationship?"

Prita and Ayash looked at each other. Such a question is quite strange to ask a patient.

"I'm her boyfriend, Doc. In the near future we will also hold a wedding reception party." replied Ayash.

Doctor Damayanti smiled, "Oh, congratulations, on the wedding. Hopefully smoothly. Mba Prita is not sick, just exhausted. Maybe too tired yeah, take care of the show."

"Yes. I suddenly fainted after choosing a wedding dress at the boutique."

"Oh, so. For a more detailed examination, I suggest after this, Mba Prita stop by the obgyn clinic, huh?"

The deg!

Prita and Ayash looked at each other again. Obgyn's clinic? Why go to that place?

Prita's water is back to pale. His heart rate is pounding faster. His premonition said something bad was going to happen.

"I... Pregnant?" Prita asked with a trembling voice.

"I can't be sure yet. Therefore I advise Mba Prita to go to the obgyn room to get a more definite diagnosis."

"Please take this note and give it to the doctor. Obgyn's room is in the left-most hallway."

Prita received the note sheet, "Thank you, Doc."

Prita glanced at the silent Ayash while holding her head.

"I'm sorry, Doc."

"Yes, please."

Prita came out of Doctor Damayanti's room. His eyes were blank, his feelings were extremely chaotic. He did not even dare to be honest if he had been fucked by Bayu. Now, there is more news that makes it even more chaotic. There may be new life in his stomach.

It seems he will not be able to know the truth of his condition. She felt like she was pregnant. The chances of getting pregnant are huge. Bayu touched it not only once twice, but many times and without safety. It's impossible if she's not pregnant.

"Yes!"

Ayash blocks Prita's hand from leaving the hospital. Prita did not dare to look at Ayash. His tears almost came out, but he was still strong. Given that he is currently in a public place.

"I want to go home." Prita wants to avoid everything.

"We'll be home after the doctor checks on you." Ayash's tone was a little firm and pushy.

Prita was back on the examination bed. This time it was Dr. Rania who examined him. His stomach was covered in a kind of gel that gave a cold sensation.

"We're starting the examination." Dr. Rania began to move the tool in the area of Prita's stomach that had been covered with gel.

"Oh, mom's dad, look, the baby's already starting to look." Doctor Rania looks enthusiastic to invite Prita and Ayash to see the display of the fetus on the monitor screen.

Prita's gone limp. It turns out she was really pregnant. With a feeling of anxiety, he ventured into a glance towards Ayash. Ayash looked calm as he watched the monitor in front of him. Prita's tears are dripping. Somehow he'll explain all this.

"This baby is 8 weeks old or about 2 months old, yes. It's still a red bean, it's very small. But, day by day he would quickly grow. It is about 2.7 centimeters long. His face had already begun to form, these were his ears, his lips, his nose, and had already started to actively move."

"Well, how did the mother cry?"

Prita wiped her tears and smiled.

"He's just moved, Doc" Ayash said.

"Oh, so, yeah. This must be the first pregnancy, right?"

"Yes, Doc."

Prita can only duck. Ayash answered the doctor's question casually as if nothing had happened.

Doctor Rania put the device back. He cleans the gel that was previously applied to Prita's stomach.

"Good look after, the pregnancy."

"Yes, Doc."

Prita sat down next to Ayash. Ayash clasped his hand, as if to tell her that he wanted to strengthen her.

"I will not prescribe any medication, because pregnancy is normal, the sensation of nausea and vomiting is also normal due to hormonal changes. Mommy only needs to maintain diet, nutritional intake, and do not overactivity. Because, the two-month pregnancy is usually pregnant women will feel tired quickly. When it is necessary, can be added consumption of folic acid and iron which is good for fetal growth. Dad also has to help his mother, yeah, keep her mother from stressing."

"Yes, doc."

"If you may know, what is the age of the parents, huh?"

"22 years, Doc."

"Oh, it's been 22 years, huh? I think he's still a dozen, his face still looks really cute like a high school boy."

Prita put on a smile. It seems like Doctor Rania is the type of doctor who likes to joke with his patients.

"Okay, I think the consultation is enough. If there are problems around pregnancy, the father and mother can come back here. This is a picture of the baby, yeah."

Prita received the photo sheet that Doctor Rania gave her. It's a picture of a child in his stomach.

"I'm sorry, Doc. Thank you." Thank you."

"Yes, you're welcome."

Ayash reached out his hand to greet the doctor. Prita followed. After that, the two left the room leaving the hospital for the parking lot.

All the way home, they were with each other. Ayash focused on the wheel. His eyes looked cold, not as usual. Prita was afraid to start the conversation. This was the first time he had seen Ayash behave like that. Silent and cold as ice cubes. No more Ayash being warm and considerate to her.

Several times Prita sighed. I don't know why the problems he's facing aren't solved. In fact, it becomes an increasingly complicated and complicated problem to solve.

Prita clenched both of her hands. He gathered his own courage. Whatever happens, he will do it with all his might.