
Children are a place. Then, keep him like you're guarding a diamond.
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Happiness is not just about the material. A news of the presence of the baby was one of the deepest happiness. Clear liquid was jostling out of the Zahra netra. They were vying to slide freely on the smooth cheeks of the woman.
"I promise to keep him until he is born. Please help me as long as I get through my pregnancy, Mas" Zahra said.
Egi nodded and clenched tightly to Zahra's body. The world feels beautiful now. He hoped there would be no small gravel barrier to his desire to be a father.
After going through the process of touching the blue, Zahra and Egi went to the room as ordered by the doctor. They continued the examination in the gynecologist. Dr. Jeni is an obstetrician who handles Zahra and will help until the birth process later.
"Don't forget the medicine and the vitamins are taken, yes, ma'am. Keep eating, even if the stomach refuses. There is a developing fetus and it needs a good intake of nutrients" Dr. Jeni said.
"God willing, Ma'am" said Zahra.
"Please take care of his wife, yes, sir." Doctor Jeni switched views on Egi.
Egi answered Insha Allah like his wife. Examination complete. Egi and Zahra stepped out with happiness. Especially Egi, he never even let go of the tight grip on his wife's hand.
"Darling, if you feel dizzy. You don't have to go to college until your condition improves" Egi advised as he walked outside the hospital.
"It doesn't matter, Mas. I'm sure I can, college while pregnant. Just pray, nausea and dizziness it's just for a moment." Zahra broke down a smile.
The two arrived at the parking lot and entered the car at the same time. Drive the vehicle carefully. Given this time he is not only alone with his wife. There is a fetus that needs extra care from both.
"Honey, I'm so relieved" said Egi as he looked straight ahead.
"Lega why, Mas?" Zahra who had been silent since then and his hands were busy surfing in cyberspace.
"At least I'm not afraid anymore."
"Fearful? What are you afraid of?" Zahra kept the phone, trying to listen to her husband's conversation. "Try explaining?"
"Right now you're pregnant, that means you can't possibly walk away from me. Automatically, you're locked in my life."
"Uncle," call Zahra spoiled.
"Hey, don't call me that. I know, you must have some ulterior intention behind uncle's call."
Zahra's laughter echoes. He has no power to hold it anymore. The look on Egi's face that was annoyed at being called Uncle made him happy. Perhaps true, every human being has his or her sensitive side. Just like Egi who was always upset every word consisting of five letters was thrown from the lips of his wife. Instead, Zahra enjoyed the expression of her husband.
"What do you want to eat? Maybe you want something?" ask Egi after a long time no longer said.
Zahra thought for a moment, there was no special food she wanted. It was clear that his heart was currently in flowers. If not embarrassed, he wanted to scream because he was too happy to welcome this pregnancy.
After three minutes of thinking, Zahra finally asked Egi to pull over at the meatball shop. This round-shaped food with its savory sauce is not Zahra's favorite food. However, this time there is a strong urge that makes him want to eat immediately in a hot and spicy state.
Egi's car pulled over right in front of the meatball shop. Visitors are sitting as if they are waiting in line for the sembako. Egi patiently looked for a seat and found it at the very corner.
"I want to eat the meat, Mas" Zahra's pinta, sitting under the carpet.
"I'll order it." You move on and be patient waiting for your turn to order like the others.
Orders have been recorded, Egi returned to the place. Sitting face to face with Zahra who was massaging his forehead. Egi inching closer towards Zahra, taking over for a massage while saying, "You sure you're okay?"
Zahra silently felt a fine massage on her forehead. He had even forgotten that there were many pairs of eyes watching them. The journey has just begun, the struggle to become a pregnant woman that may not be easy.
Some people get through pregnancy well. However, some have to go through it with all the stories. All the same, nothing is said to be spoiled or not. Basically, pregnant women have a high level of sensitivity. They have to fight to bring their prospective children for 9 months until the time comes to bet their lives.
Order coming. Egi and Zahra welcomed. Freshly smelled meatball sauce evokes the mood of eating Zahra. Egi smiled, gave soy sauce and a little spicy sauce in his wife's meatballs and began to feed her. Although Zahra had already subtly refused.
"I'm not spoiling you, but I want to show you my love. Maybe this looks more appropriate to today's children," said Egi.
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