Don't Go Again !!!

Episode 89 of Bad Mood

The next day ...

When Aira woke up she could not find her husband next to her. He saw the clock on the wall. It's 6 in the morning.

Aira got out of her sleep and headed to the bathroom. When the bathroom door was opened, Revan was sitting in the bathroom closet and closed his eyes.

" dear. Why are you sleeping here?." asked Aira surprised to see her husband there. Revan opened his eyes, and sighed.

" Why are you?" asked Aira as she approached the man. Revan just shook his head. Cold sweat was visible on his forehead.

" Are you sick?" asked Aira, wiping the sweat on her husband's forehead.

" I don't know. My stomach is uncomfortable. Nausea." said Revan as he stood up from his seat.

" What did you eat?. Mistaken eating might be." asked Aira as she led her husband's body to sit on the sofa in their room.

" Today I ate fruit" said Revan.

" Tuh right. The food may not be clean. That's why you're like this now." said Aira.

" Maybe." replied Revan.

" I'll get you some warm tea first." said Aira. Revan just nodded.

Aira came out of the room to the kitchen. While Revan felt nausea again in his stomach. He ran back to the bathroom and vomited again. There is nothing that can be spewed by him. Because he's already spewing out all his stomach contents. But the nausea did not go away even though his stomach was empty.

" What is the young lady doing?" asked mbok Sum.

" I want to make a warm tea for Revan mas mbok. He's not feeling well anymore." said Aira.

" Let me not. Miss, just wait in the room. Later I will deliver." said mbok Sum.

" What's wrong - what's mbok. It's been here too. Awkward to go back to the room. Mbok Sum continues to make breakfast." said Aira.

Mbok Sum also complied with Aira's remarks. After the tea she made was finished, Aira put it on a tray and brought it into the room.

Upon entering the room. Looks like Revan just came out of the bathroom. Aira approached her husband and gave him the tea she had made.

" Vomiting again?". asked Aira. Revan nodded in agreement while wiping his mouth with tissue.

Grab a cup of warm tea and drink it slowly. It feels very comfortable in his stomach. He finished all the tea in the cup until it was left.

" You take a shower first. I want to fall down first." he said to Aira then walked towards the bed and lay his body there.

Aira went into the bathroom to refresh her body. Almost half an hour later, he came out of the bathroom with a towel in the bathroom.

He walked over to Revan who was asleep on the bed. On her caresses her husband's soft hair. Revan opened his eyes for a moment. When someone touches his head.

" Have you finished your bath?" asked Revan.

" yes. Now you take a shower there. It will be noon." replied Aira. Revan wakes up from his sleep and walks towards the bathroom.

While in front of the mirror, Aira rubbed her stomach slowly. There was a lot of hope in his heart. She had already imagined how beautiful it would be when the little baby in her stomach moved and kicked her belly. The smile on his lips also expands when imagining this beautiful thing.

Revan, who had just come out of the bathroom, frowned in wonder at the behavior of his wife's smile - his own smile in front of the mirror.

" Why are you?." asked Revan while rubbing his wet head with a towel. Aira turned to the source of the voice.

" Why what?" asked Aira back.

" You why smile - smile yourself so." said Revan.

" What's wrong - what. Just another shadow. My stomach is fat, there are still moving and kicking - kicked there. I'm already impatient." replied Aira with sparkling eyes. Revan smiled at his wife.

" Is that what you're happy about?" asked Revan.

" Of course. Pregnancy is the most beautiful time for any woman." replied Aira.

" Thank God you think so." said Revan as he rubbed Aira's head and grabbed the shirt in his wife's hand.

" Are you happy to be a father?" asked Aira, looking at her husband's face. Revan chuckled at the slightly funny question.

" Of course. Which man is not happy when he hears that his wife is pregnant and will become a father." replied Revan.

" But Arga used to be not that" said Aira lirih.

" Hey!. Don't compare me to such a useless man!." grunts Revan when he begins to appeal - compare with his ex-husband wife.

" Sorry. I don't mean to compare you." said Aira. It looks like Revan's face has turned into a frown due to the words - Aira said. Aira hugged her husband's arm spoiled. But Revan was silent with his cold face.

" dear. I'm sorry. I. "Aira's sentence was cut off.

" Don't talk about that again. I don't want to hear anything." Revan said annoyed. When he felt his appearance was neat, he immediately went out of the room without a sound. Aira was alone in the room. Aira cursed her mouth that spoke to her earlier.

He followed Revan to the dining room for breakfast. Seen Revan sat at the dining table with his cold and sour face. Aira just fell silent and watched. Without speaking at all. When he saw the black coffee he used to drink. I feel very reluctant to drink it. Put the coffee cup back.

" Mbok." call Revan. Mbok Sum approached his master.

" Take this coffee back. Get me some mbok syrup. Don't forget the ice cubes." Pinta Revan.

Mbok Sum who heard his master's order felt shocked. Because every morning his master always drank black coffee without sugar. That's because Revan does not like foods or drinks that have a sweet taste. Especially when mixed with ice. This was only the first time he had seen the master who had grown up from a baby asking for ice in the morning.

" What's wrong?." asked Revan when he saw Sum still standing next to him holding a coffee cup.

" Ti No sir. I'll get the iced syrup." said mbok Sum then moved away.

" You're asking for ice syrup in the morning, baby." asked Aira as she chewed on the bread in her hand.

" My heart is already hot in the morning" he replied insinuating Aira. Aira was silent hearing that. He just stared at Revan's cold face.

I shouldn't have said that. Look at that face!. It was like eating people. Dear. Why are you turning so creepy. I'm gonna be scared.