Don't Take My Son

Getting pregnant?

Tonight Kharisa Rafael and Rakha stayed at the house of the mother, before their maghrib had been there, only twenty minutes from the house of Rafael if the road was not too crowded.

Mama immediately welcomed their arrival on the terrace when she heard there was a car coming into the yard. Almost two weeks of not meeting his daughter and granddaughter certainly makes mama miss him a lot.

"Salamikum...Omaa...I came." cried Rakha when he got out of the car, it seems like Rakha also missed her omens.

"The greeting is right dong" said Oma

"He...Assalamualaikum." Rakha's birthday, then kisses her oma's hand.

"Waalaikumsalam.kunik Oma added high well." Mama crouched down, hugged and kissed her granddaughter. Mama invited them in. Just like at Rafael's house, Mama Kharisa also prepared a special dish for dinner.

Kharisa went into his room, but suddenly his body felt dazed, he immediately sat on the side of the bed, felt his head spinning, he closed his eyes, then leaned his head against the wall of the bed.

"Mommy why....?" Rafael asked as he entered the room to find Kharisa sitting with his eyes closed, he could judge that his wife's face looked pale.

"Mommy's sick?" He approached Kharisa after placing the suitcase in the corner of the room. Directly touching Kharisa's forehead with the back of his hand, but not hot.

"I'm suddenly dizzy." Khatisa's reply still closed his eyes.

"Surely the ketchup runs out mami shopping, this afternoon was not late to eat right?"

Karisa shook her head. "So before dhuhur had eaten." The answer.

"Yes, Mommy has rest first, later if still dizzy continue to take medicine well." Rafael recalled that in his car there are always drugs for first aid, from starting drugs for headaches, nausea, diarrhea to heart attacks are also available. Kharisa also laid his body with the help of Rafael.

Raphael awakens Kharisa after nearing the time of Isha because Khatisa hatus prayed maghrib. Yes even in a sick condition the fardhu prayer should not be abandoned, Rafael has begun to understand it.

"Mommy.shalat maghrib first." He woke Kharisa up gently, rubbed Kharisa's cheek, he kissed his forehead.

"What time is it." Kharisa asked with his hoarse voice.

"Nearly seven o'clock, each dizzy?" Rafael asked while helping Kharisa sit down.

"Ah...i have not prayed maghrib, why not built from earlier." Kharisa moved from his seat, his dizziness had gone after sleeping for more than an hour.

"Aren't you dizzy?" Rafael asked worriedly.

"Nothing is." Kharisa walked to the bathroom in his room. Raphael followed.

"Where are you going? Going to the bathroom? I want ablution first." Kharisa stopped at the bathroom door.

"I anter in, afraid Mommy's dizzy again."

"I'm not dizzy, you don't have to go in." Kharisa hurriedly closed the door after entering the bathroom and Rafael faithfully waited at the door.

After praying Isya they had dinner with mom and dad. Papa deliberately stayed over because there is a daughter and granddaughter, even though this week the ration of staying at the house of mama Lisna.

As usual, Rakha eats by herself, enjoying a mouth-watering seafood dish.

"Hoeeekk......" Suddenly Kharisa felt nauseous smelling the fishy smell of the squid of the field sauce, but usually he really liked the food. He closed his mouth, holding the food in his mouth so as not to come out, but instead he felt a turmoil from inside his stomach. He immediately went to the kitchen sink, spewing food that had just entered his mouth.

"Why Neng Kharis?" Bi Nani who was in the kitchen saw Kharisa astonished immediately rubbed the back of her foster children. Rafael was now behind Kharisa, apparently he immediately followed his wife with anxiety. Kharisa said it was delicious, not dizzy anymore, but now vomiting.

"Here Bi, let me be with you." Rafael asks that he who replaces Bi Nani stroke Kharisa's back.

"Auntie make warm sweet tea, huh Neng." Bi Nani immediately made a drink for Kharisa.

"Aren't the hull?" Rafael asked worriedly.

"No..just nauseous." Kharisa wiped his mouth with the tissue that Rafael gave him, then drank the warm sweet tea made by Bi Nani.

After more fun, Kharisa and Rafael return to the dining room. Papa, mama and Rakha who had been waiting looked anxious.

"Why are you, honey, throwing up? He said he was dizzy too?" Ask Mama to worry.

"Sudden nausea Mah."

"No need Pah, I'm fine." Kharisa replied hurriedly.

"When you go to the doctor, her husband is the doctor, this Papa....." Mama said while shaking her head.

"Gpa...Daddy I'm a doctor, I can do Mommy." Rakha reminded her grandfather.

"Geez, yes Opa forgot...sory El, Papa forgot that you are doctor ha..ha.ha.ha.., yes you have checked your wife is sick."

"Kharisa's mom is not sick." Mama smiled broadly at her daughter.

"Kharis, you've got a monthly guest? If not, maybe Rakha would have a sister." Mama's guess makes sense. Kharisa once replied that he would not delay pregnancy when asked by his mother about the plan to give a sister to Rakha.

"It should be these weeks, but it hasn't, usually it's backwards, sometimes up to four days, even up to a week." Kharisa replied casually, he doubted that the nausea and dizziness he felt earlier because he was pregnant.

"Ah..ya..why don't I think there, could be you pregnant dear." Rafael clasped Kharisa's hand on the dinner table with sparkling, although in fact he did not really expect Kharisa to get pregnant quickly, because he wanted to enjoy more time with his wife, but if Kharisa was pregnant he would have gladly received the fruit of their love.

"Well, Mah, I'll ask permission to go to the pharmacy first, buy a tespeck." Raphael moved from his seat.

"It's no rush, you haven't finished your dinner yet." Mama

"Where's Daddy going? I'm coming with." Rakha who had spent her dinner went along.

"Okay, Come on."

"El...it is better to eat first, the nearest pharmacy is open 24 hours really."Mama said again.

"Let me continue to eat Mah."

"I'll go first." Said Rafael while rubbing Kharisa's head.

"Lets go Boy." Invite her to her son, with the spirit of Rakha following her daddy behind, while wondering in her heart, is it true that she will have a sister? He heard clearly his words. Then he will be the same as Khansa has a sister, two even his sister Khansa. Ah must be exciting later to be able to play with his sister, his mind.

On the way to the pharmacy, Rakha asked her daddy. "Daddy, will I have a sister?"

"Hopefully, pray that in Mommy's stomach there's a baby in there." Reply Rafael. Rakha immediately raised both of his hands.

"Oh Allah.hopefully in mommy's pelut there is baby dede, so I have a friend, aamiin." Rakha rubbed his hands against his face, Rafael only smiled at his son's behavior.

It wasn't until half an hour, Rafael and Rakha had already returned home. Mom and Dad were sitting together in the living room watching TV.

"Kharis mama told me to rest in the room." Mama says. Rafael goes to room, followed by Rakha behind.

When Rafael and Rakha entered the room, Khrisa was sitting on the sofa playing her HP. Rakha immediately sat down next to her mommy.

"Honey, let's check the urine first." Rafael issued a testpack from a plastic bag with the logo of a pharmacy that almost exists throughout Indonesia.

"El.what's not too fast pregnancy test now, I'm late mens just a few days. Isn't it good to be in check in the morning?"

"Father, each woman is different, who knows the hormones of pregnancy mommy can be detected, if now the results are not clear, tomorrow morning check again. I bought four testpacks." Kharisa also followed Rafael's cape-cape application to buy a testpack.

Kharisa out of the bathroom carrying a testpack in his left hand.

"The line is one El." Kharisa's voice sounded disappointed. Rafael receives a testpack that Kharisa proposes. It turns out that the line is only one.

"It's ok, maybe the HCG is still a little so undetected, tomorrow we check again."

And the next day Kharisa checked his urine again to make sure even if he doubted the results would be positive. And it's true that the result is still one line, meaning negative.

"Well, baby, we still have a lot of time, we are married for two months. I want more time with you, too." Rafael grabs Kharisa's shoulder into his arms, but Khatisa pushes him instead.

"Sana El. I'm going to take a shower, six o'clock are we going home?"

"This mommy...really risi? If I didn't finish last night? Even mommy who tackles everything." Last night Kharisa was clinging, hugging Rafael, but Rafael held back, not wanting to disturb his wife who had to rest a lot because of her unfit condition. And Kharisa won't admit it. Indeed that's how women, like to pretend not to feel, maybe because of embarrassment, or high prestige to admit, Rafael did not extend it. Better to give up for the wife he loves.

seriate...