Guarding the Heart

Secret

Morning

After breakfast Adinda felt her stomach stir. Usually do not nausea again if it is past the first trimester.

"Jr ... Hoek," Adinda spewed out her entrails.

"What's wrong with you?" tanya Dimas panicked to see Adinda in the bathroom.

Dimas who was dressed neatly and ready to go to work, first release the suit he wore. He approached Adinda and massaged the nape of his wife.

"I don't know, yesterday there was no nausea like this" Adinda replied as she wiped her mouth.

"You were eating fried rice, right?" tanya Dimas reminded. The younger brother just nodded

"Perhaps because of that spicy taste, it can trigger your stomach acid as well. Maybe also our baby candidates do not like spicy" continued Dimas again.

"Maybe, too, Mas" said Adinda. The turmoil of wanting to vomit had subsided. My sister is getting ready to go to work too.

Dimas sat on the edge of the bed, waiting for Adinda who was wearing her hijab. While waiting he opened his phone. Waiting for his wife to dress up was boring.

"Come, Mas" Adinda was already standing right in front of Dimas. Dimas stood up to make his body so close to Adinda.

Dimas looked at Adinda's face that looked radiant even though she only wore a thin powder.

"Do you know that there is no cure so you don't get sick anymore?" tanya Dimas was still staring at Adinda.

"What's?. You know, dong" said Adinda so curious.

Dimas smiled then pulled Adinda's nape, brought her face closer and locked her lips. For a moment Adinda was shocked, but she also enjoyed the morning kiss from her husband.

Dimas took off his pagutan so that Adinda could breathe air back. "It's still nauseous, isn't it?" asked Dimas smiling.

"Ah, you are this. It could be" Adinda blushed embarrassed then pinch Dimas waist with anxiety. Dimas laughed and then avoided. He took his suit and prepared to get out of the room while avoiding the pinch of his wife.

Arrive in front of the school.

"Mas, I'm down, yes" Adinda said before getting out of the car.

Adinda grabs Dimas' hand then kisses the back of his hand. Dimas then kissed his wife's forehead.

"Be careful, yeah. Keep food. Don't eat carelessly. Before the bell comes home quickly call me" Dimas messages at length.

"Yes. Ja. So many messages. There may be nothing I remember" said Adinda smiling amusedly.

After Adinda got down and said hello, Dimas drove his car away from the location where his wife taught.

"Din, here!" call Shinta when she sees that Adinda has just entered the teacher's room. "I brought a cake" Shinta said after Adinda sat in front of him.

Adinda saw one tepak containing cake that was very tempting tongue to taste it.

"You do it yourself?" ask Adinda not to believe. Shinta is the most lazy to make cakes.

"Come, eat. Pregnant women must eat a lot" said Shinta again while thrusting the cake towards the mouth of Adinda. I don't want the pregnant woman to open her mouth.

"Hm. Very soft, Sin. Looks like this you buy, deh" said Adinda still do not believe.

"Yes, God. Linda!!" shinta yelled in alarm. "There's no need for me to make a video tutorial for you to believe" Shinta's bully.

"Yes, I believe it" said Adinda laughing and then picked up another piece of cake. It turned out to be delicious cake made by Shinta.

"Well, what are you eating?" ask Amanda to come to Shinta's desk.

"Come, Man. Taste my cake. Who knows you want to order" Shinta bargained all the promotions.

Amanda also tasted cakes made by Shinta. "Boyou, Mba. I ordered one pan, yeah. Topping with cheese only. Because my husband likes cheese" Amanda said after feeling the delicious cake made by Shinta.

"Yes, I also ordered, Sin. Two baking pans, yes" said Adinda follow-up ordering.

"OKAY. Thank ye. Tomorrow I bring you your order" Shinta said excitedly.

They also get ready to do teaching activities in their respective classes because the entrance bell has rung.

Somewhere else.

Hasna seemed to be walking into the lobby of a hotel in a hurry to not pay attention to the road in front of her anymore.

Bukk!!

He and one of the hotel visitors who also did not pay attention to the road hit each other. Both phones fell to the floor. Hasna quickly picked up her downed phone. Likewise, the man who hit him also picked up his phone that had fallen.

"Sorry .. sorry" Hasna said.

"I'm sorry too" the black-shaven man replied.

They also continue their respective goals. Unaware that they've taken a cell phone that doesn't belong to them. Because the shape, color and type of the phone are both the same so that they are exchanged.

Hasna will attend a meeting of businessmen in the hotel's ballroom.

"Afrina, where are you sitting, huh?" muttered Hasna while circulating her gaze inside the already crowded ballroom.

"Let me call. He must have come first" Hasna muttered again as she touched the finjer print behind her phone. His phone did not open but lit up and showed the wallpaper of a handsome man.

"Huh. Whose cell phone is this?. Kok, there are photos of men, anyway" said Hasna surprised not to play. He flipped through the phone. It is exactly the same as his phone. Only use clear colored silicone cell phones.

"Yes, God. How can I get my phone back. If this phone alone can't be unlocked" Hasna thought. "Ah, just try me out to the receptionist to borrow a phone and call my own contact number. Who knows the man who owns this phone hasn't been far away."

Hasna then entered the elevator and returned to the lobby. There he borrowed the receptionist's phone to call his cell phone. It turned out that the man holding his phone had only realized that their phone had been switched when Hasna contacted the phone.

The two of them meet back in the hotel lobby and get to know each other. It turns out that both are young entrepreneurs who will attend meetings in the hotel ballroom. But because of Hamish, the man's name had a need for him to briefly get out of the hotel and accidentally hit Hasna.