Get off the bed

Chapter 52's

At 3 am, Jihan woke up and performed evening prayers.

He saw Zayn who was fast asleep, also mbak Puji who was still asleep.

Where's Arick's mas? ask in the heart.

He rushes up, folds face down and puts it back in the bag . Jihan decides to go out, and checks the state of the cafe.

It was empty, no customers. Sayup-sayup is heard talking between Arick and Jodi at the bar table.

Not wanting to eavesdrop, Jihan decided to approach the two.

"Mas" said Jihan, Arick and Jodi looked directly at the source of the sound.

"Darling, you woke up?" arick and Jihan asked.

Arick hit the chair next to him, gesturing for his wife to sit here.

"I made you some warm tea, Ji?" tawar Jodi's.

"No Jo, Jihan doesn't drink tea or coffee, just warm water." Arick answered.

Jodi smiled, feeling that his best friend loved his wife, Jihan.

"Everybody home? why aren't you sleeping? Jodi's not coming home?" Ask Jihan streak.

Arick turned his head and stared intensely at the wife.

"Yes, today the cafe is closed at 1, friends and all employees go home at 2. I was planning to sleep with Jodi, we were just talking about this Cafe," she explained gently, her gaze still locking onto Jihan's black bead.

"Mas, don't look at me like that" Jihan lamented, she slightly lowered her head in embarrassment.

Jodi came and just a head bobble, close to this couple did make people envious.

"Drink first Ji." Jodi handed him a glass of warm water, Jihan received it enthusiastically. He is thirsty.

"Thank you, thank you, Jo" Jihan said after drinking the water to the toilet.

"Darling, don't smile like that at Jodi, I don't like it" Arick complained, suddenly Jihan's smile was forced to recede and Jodi laughed out loud.

"God Rick Rick, who is patient Ji, turns out your husband is possessive" Jodi said after finishing his laughter.

"I'll sleep first." Pamit Jodi and is possessed by both.

After Jodi leaves, Arick invites Jihan to come out. Seeing the view of Jakarta which is still glistening in the early hours like this.

The night wind blew softly, gently sweeping the faces of the two.

They stand on the edge of the rooftop, Jihan holds the guardrail and Arick hugs her tightly from behind.

Both of them were silent, enjoying the beautiful night. Up there the stars shone, and beneath them the lights of the city were still burning.

"Mas." Jihan opened her voice, and the husband tightened his arms.

"Why? cold?" guess it and Jihan shook her head.

"Then?"

Jihan turned around and returned the husband's embrace, tightly.

"I have 1 wish, can you grant it?" ask Jihan.

"What's? I'll give it to you."

"When our son is born, I want Mas to be with me, to hold my hand and always be by my side. What would you like?"

Arick broke their embrace, and stared fixedly at Jihan.

"What kind of request is that? I must be with you, I will punish them later" he replied.

Jihan's eyes dewy, remember when she gave birth to Zayn only alone. Even those who persecuted Zayn were not his father, but Mardi the in-law.

"I Promise" said Arick, after saying that he approached and reached out to his wife's lips.

Slowly, Jihan hung both of her hands around her husband's neck. He returned the kiss was not inferior in it.

The night wind did not make them feel cold at all, it even more made them equally excited.

It was a beautiful night, covered with sweet promises.

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4 Months have passed, now Jihan's pregnancy has entered the age of 6 months. His stomach was already very big and bulging. While Zayn has even 1 year, Zayn has been very active, creeping here and there trying to walk.

Arick always feels anxious, to be honest, his job is often neglected because it worries Jihan too much.

Even Arick also asked Sofia's mother to find 1 baby sister to help take care of Zayn. There was one person who felt suitable, namely Asih, the 22-year-old nephew of Bude Santi. Asih has started working as a baby sister since graduating high school. Coincidentally, he is currently unemployed and immediately called to Jakarta by Sofia's mother.

It's been a week working at Jihan's house.

"Honey, I go to work first yes, if there is anything to tell me, if you need anything also tell me directly," said Arick. Every morning before he left, this is what he said.

"Yes, don't worry about me too much. I'm fine."

"All right how, yesterday you almost fainted from low blood. I can't see you getting sick like that" worried Arick.

Jihan only smiled in response, then pushed her husband's body slowly to enter the car.

"I'm sorry, assalamualaikum."

"Halaikumsalam" replied Jihan.

Arick kissed the wife's forehead at a glance, then actually got in the car and passed away.

"Mom, Mum."

Jihan turned her head, when the voice of Asih called out to her.

"What's up?" jihan asked, the two of them entered the house.

"Badan den Zayn is still warm Mom, but last night I gave you a medicine to dehumidify."

Walking a little quickly, Jihan walked into her room and checked on Zayn. Turns out right, the body is still warm, even hotter than last night.

"Please ask Praise for Sofia's mom's phone? say Mr. Amir please come here, we take Zayn for treatment."

"Good Mom." Asih passed and Jihan started packing.

Prepare all Zayn needs to be taken for treatment.

He deliberately did not tell the husband, Jihan sure can still handle this problem. If Zayn's body is hot like this must be because of strep throat, the article Zayn likes to eat crackers.

Moreover, Zayn did not vomit or squeeze, Jihan believes this is strep throat.

It did not take long, only 10 minutes Mr. Amir and Sofia's mother have arrived.

Sofia's mother was very anxious, but Jihan immediately gave her some understanding.

"Well, let's take some medicine, to Diah's place, right?" asked Sofia and Jihan nodded.

"You're not strong Ji, what if mom and Asih just go?" bargain Sofia, he also felt unable to see the daughter-in-law who was pregnant that big. Because of the pregnancy of twins, Jihan so easily feel tired.

Sofia could tell what Jihan was feeling, because she used to be like that.

"Strong corn ma'am. Jihan had also eaten and taken vitamins."

"All right, but let me hold Zayn."

Eventually they all went to the hospital, saw Diah's doctor.

Since they had not made an appointment before, they now had to wait in line. They got the number 21, while it is still number 8.

"You sure Ji's strong?" sofia asked again and Jihan nodded, she wiped off a bit of sweat on her own forehead.