Forced Marriage to Cruel CEO

Morning Sickness

A few days were missed. But it is not something good and not to worry because every morning Diandra must experience nausea and vomiting. Even with each vomit, Diandra felt her stomach ache greatly from being depressed while regurgitating the contents of the stomach.

Every morning for these few days, the mansion was always excited by the condition of Diandra, let alone the Grandmother who even to tears saw Diandra like a dead corpse so pale.

Diandra also felt sorry for her husband who constantly misfortune to go to the office because he waited for himself to get better first. At least until Diandra ketapean nausea vomiting and then sleep, then Erlan will go to the office.

"Mas, it's almost a week and you haven't left for the office every eight hours. I'm not pa-pa. There's Grandma too Mommy. You're leaving" said Diandra, who was sitting limp near the water closet.

"I'd be crazy in the office if I left you in this condition, honey," replied Erlan who was crouching in front of Diandra.

"Jeekk!" Again Diandra nausea, but this morning nothing was released even a little water because since last night Diandra did not want to eat and drink. Her saliva felt very bitter.

The stomach is really very painful every must undergo morning sickness. Although it was so difficult, Diandra did not want to complain or give up because her son was everyone's hope. His son is the happiness that is being awaited.

"It's a drink, son!" said Grandma Harni while giving one glass of warm ginger tea. He is indeed who every morning is always busy making ginger tea for Diandra because his experience used to always feel better after feeling the sensation of warm ginger that goes into the throat.

Erlan received the glass and helped Diandra drink. Unfortunately not yet the glass reached the mouth, Diandra again felt nauseous and accidentally nudged the glass held by Erlan until the glass fell and broke.

"Hueekk ... uhuk ... uhuk!" Diandra wanted to apologize, but the bitter taste in her throat was holding her back from speaking.

"No pa-pa! Grandma will make it again," said Grandma who then passed from the bathroom. Erlan immediately took a broom and a pengki to give the broken glass that fell.

"M-Mas!" Diandra was leaning against the wall with tears in his eyes. His body is completely limp. His mouth was so bitter that he was reluctant to even open his mouth because the bitter taste would be even more pronounced once he opened his mouth.

"Hey, why the cry, hm? Not pa-pa! You're not on purpose, honey," said Erlan immediately set aside a broom and pengki in the corner of the bathroom.

"I am so troublesome to you guys," Diandra replied then hugged her knee.

"Nobody feels bothered. You are fighting for our child. You're the sickest here, so don't think about it, hm?" erlan's words did indeed make Diandra gain new powers. Diandra nodded, although she was still not feeling well with her grandmother who was tired of making ginger tea, but instead spilled and the glass broke.

After feeling better, Erlan carried Diandra's body to lie on the bed. Although she still felt a little nauseous, but when Erlan helped wash her face with warm water and gargled, Diandra felt a little better.

"Son, this is the ginger tea. Let's drink!" Grandma Harni came back with a glass of warm ginger tea which is very helpful in suppressing nausea. Actually before sunrise the Grandma was ready to make ginger tea, it turns out the ginger runs out and had to wait for the housekeeper to buy ginger first. Hence Diandra was a little late getting comfort in her throat.

"What did you say? Grandma knows exactly how you feel. When pregnant with your mother, Grandma also like this. So Grandma didn't feel bothered at all,"

"Thank you, Grandma!" both of them embraced.

"My daughter, darling ... Mommy comes with warm soup without rice." Mami Hasna also makes her own soup every morning. Even without rice, every morning the soup was always religious. Sometimes vegetable soup, meat soup, mushroom soup and so on. The Mami is always creative so that Diandra will eat and fill her stomach.

Such great attention made Diandra again shed her tears. Really he is very happy everyone is bothered with his current state.

Although every morning Diandra is always not energetic, but by noon, Diandra already feels better and does not feel the name of nausea vomiting. Diandra can also eat even just a little, but often because the Mami who always prepares food for Diandra because Mami Hasna does not want to until Diandra is exposed to food allergies again. Even the fruits and milk of pregnant women are also her mother who prepares all that.

"Diandra can be alone if only for milk like this, Mam." Actually it is not good always troublesome the Mami must be happy to do this. But Diandra still could not protest anything because he could only stay silent in the room.

"No! You can just sit on the bed. Remember that! You have to bedrest for your health" said Mami Hasna who then got a sweet smile from Diandra.

"Diandra can ask for something, Mom? I think waiting for Mas Erlan to come home is still too long,"

"Oh my goodness, honey. You just have to say what you want? Don't let Mami get angry because you're still shy. No need to wait for Erlan, cepet now you want what to cepet sought if there is no home,"

"Hm. Diandra wants Mandarin oranges, Mom. The small orange is yellow. Looks really good. It's like Diandra's saliva is so amazing and gathers all of this in the mouth of the orange grower,"

"Aduh .. orange is the season at the end of the year. Yes, Mami told the housekeeper to look for it. You're inem-diem here. If you need anything just press the phone? Don't move anyway," the threat of Mami made Diandra nod in agreement.

However, just a few minutes Diandra left the Mami, he was very bored and wanted to go to the balcony to breathe air because the afternoon was cloudy. So Diandra wanted to sit and see the sights.

Unfortunately just a few steps, the pain in his stomach back attacked and accompanied by fresh blood flowing in his legs.

Diandra was in shock, but his body was weak to walk back. The phone on the nightstand felt very far away because his hands were not up to grab it. As much as Diandra's energy gathered strength to ask for help because that was the only way he could do it. And finally, he could scream.

"Aragh!"

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