Has Been Hanged

90. Happy Together

Five months later......

In the beautiful villa Sirah Kencong...

Yuck,,,!! Yuck,,!! Yuck,,!! The sound of vomiting early in the morning was not from the mouth of Ratria who was pregnant for five months with distended in his stomach. However, it is Shahdan, the beloved husband who always experiences morning sickness every day after dawn.

Tok...! Tok..! Tok....!

Ratria and Shahdan looked back at the door that was still closed and locked. I know who knocked on the door this morning. Only Mr. Andi used to do it in the morning.

"Rat, meet Mr. Andi. You sign as usual. My head hurts so much, my stomach is nauseous" said Shahdan grimacing as he held his head. Ratria nodded.

"Yes, Dan. You just lie down. I'll meet Mr. Andi first. After the factory business with him is finished, I will massage again," said Ratria. Pushing softly on Shahdan's shoulders to lie down immediately.

Ratria felt pity and unbearable. The shahdan who is fresh fit during the day and night, will turn weak when dawn breaks. Lasts until about nine in the morning. After that it will be healthy again and ready to go to work to its factory.

Doctors have given various prescription drugs to Syahdan. However, there is nothing that can help to get rid of his dizzy nausea hangover completely. Will come and return nausea to vomiting at dawn.

Fortunately Ratria is a smart woman who can be relied upon. Able to receive materials quickly. So that the trusted replace the husband does his job well without any mistakes that betarti any.

Although for detailed work, still Pak Andi also executes. Ratria just needs a signature then. Or if possible, it will be pending until the Shahdan comes fit when almost noon.

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Ratria had just returned from the tea factory with a radiant bright face. Looks adorable with a big belly. Sitting at the dinner table with her beloved husband.

"What's so good about your body, mom?" tanya Ratria looked at Shahdan who looked more handsome.

"Already, Rat. After my dzuhur prayer to the factory huh. Replace you who rest," said Syahdan. Smiling at Ratria who looked at him without a blink.

"Why look at me like that?" ask Shahdan. Plays his eyebrows up and down. Ratria was even more wryly smiling.

"In the morning lunglai loyo, if the night is very fierce," said Ratria grumbled. Shahdan also smiled.

"Must dong, Rat. Give vitamins to my children inside. All their country let not torture his father for a long time," replied the Shahdan smiled pervertedly.

"Torture,,? Doesn't taste good, does it, Mom? If I could, I would be drunk. When did you recover from a pregnancy hangover, mas. I'm pregnant, you're drunk. And long time, it's been five months. Poor you, mas." said Ratria felt guilty.

Ratria felt that she was perfectly fine. Appetite is always there, likes anything, and tends to like to sleep. Only the feeling of easy sleepiness that slightly bothers him. But Shahdan always assured that sleep was much better than experiencing the morning torment like him.

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The happy couple was preparing on the terrace of the villa waiting for an invitation from the Arka driver. They're going down to the official house, at Ratria's mother's house. There was a family event for Ratria herself and her sister-in-law, Judith.

"When did Vario and Judith come, Rat?" ask Shahdan who is standing in front of Ratria.

"So after dzuhur. I was told to come down to help, but I didn't come down, because you haven't come home. I'm waiting for you, ma'am," replied Ratria as she looked at Shahdan who kept smiling at her.

"Why smile?" ask Ratria. Approaching Shahdan and standing in the end. Shahdan was sitting upright on the terrace chair. Hugged the big body and put a chin on the hair on the head of Shahdan.

"I smiled because I remembered that Judith was also pregnant. Surely you will be funny if you sit together," said Shahdan while laughing. Ratria stood straight and ruffled the hair of Shahdan who started long again into a mess.

"I didn't think the four of us would be brothers, huh. Ha,,ha,,ha,,"

Ratria also laughed as he continued to curl at Shahdan's hair. Do not realize if the person who is shuffled his hair feels happy and actually makes sleepy.

"Mas, there's a car coming. That's who, is that,,?" ask Ratria. No answer, Shahdan has been dragged by his sleepiness.

From the direction of the villa gate saw a car stop there. Ratria forgot to remember who the owner of the car was.

"Mas, that's your sister,,! Khairy, mas," exclaimed Ratria shaking softly the shoulders of Shahdan.

"What's up, what's up, Rat,,!" Shahdan woke up and stuttered. Following Ratria's lead on a car that was running crept again towards the parking lot in the villa.

"Khairy,,?" shahdan's gumam. Stand up and approach the parking lot.

Khairy got out of the car and also approached. Greet each other and then embrace with Shahdan. They chatted for a while until Arka came with his usual mountain sports car.

"Yuk, Khai, you come along. Rather than being alone in the villa," asked Syahdan to his sister.

Now Khairy is looking to enjoy life on a plantation that ten percent is also his.

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The invitees left and went home. This was the fifth month of Ratria's pregnancy and the third month of Judith's pregnancy.

Although budhe Utami has also made a Thanksgiving event in Surabaya there, but Vario will go home if the stepmother also tells him to go home. Her stepmother was very diligent in making a tradition of pregnancy which happened to be a matter of weeks the month is almost the same as Ratria. Which eventually equated to save more energy and time.

They were sitting together in the living room of the official house which was not how spacious. Everyone is there and talking to each other there. Only Vario's father is exhausted in front of the television, with Ratria's younger brother studying there. The younger sister is being forced by the mother to arrange the dishes into the cupboard again after being used in a meal just now.

Khairy stood at the door with an agitated expression.

"Mas, this time there's a store open isn't it?" ask him to Shahdan.

"Eh, shop, what are you going to buy, Khai?" ask Shahdan from sitting with Ratria on the sofa.

"Buy cigarettes" replied Khairy. His hands ruffled his own hair, avoiding the sight of Shahdan to him.

"The clock is closed, sir. Almost eleven o'clock. But bentar.. Scream,,!! Crystal,,!!" exclaim Vario while standing. Walked to the back looking for her sister.

"Wait, mas. Let's get Crystal. The shopkeeper's son on the other end was a close friend of his. Wait for me to call, it will be opened a little. Their house is a chain of shops," Ratria told Khairy. And the man nodded too.

Vario followed a beautiful girl from behind. It was Crystal who was going to take Khairy to buy cigarettes at the store next door owned by her close-knit parents. Crystal was holding the phone with a smile. Maybe he was telling his sidekick to open the store door immediately.

Ratria and Vario's younger sister is still in the third grade at Junior High. But no one believes it if it's still that young if you don't know. Crystal's appearance is so impressive, it really manipulates her age. Khairy looked stunned, even astonished at the beautiful girl walking indifferently in front of him.

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"Yep, mas, we return this mat and speaker to the mushola," Vario asked Shahdan. Pak's call to his brother-in-law, has been changed to mas since a few months ago.

"Yuk, mas," welcome Shahdan. The same case, the name calling on his brother-in-law, has been replaced with the term mas since several months passed.

And the two of them had disappeared outside the house swallowed by the night mist of Sirah Kencong. Lost by walking carrying two sets of speakers and some out of business towards the bottom block in the mushola.

It has become common if the residents hold events that bring in many people, will borrow mats and sound speakers belonging to the mosque. Not unable to buy, but for the sake of the briefness of the place and storage. And they will give the proper infaq and alms to the corresponding musholas.

"Ohuk,, oohuk,, yuhuk,,!!" Judith choked and coughed suddenly. Holding his stomach and looking very pale. Ratria was surprised.

"Bak,,!! Judith why, then,,?!" Ratria was very panicked. Near him Judith and gently patted her back.

"No pa pa, Rat. I was just nauseous and dizzy," Judith said trying to look at Ratria.

"Toggle night-night, madam.. Usually pregnant nausea right early in the morning, yes." said Ratria astonished. And Judith nodded.

"It's always night, Rat. I'm night sickness. I think this is me.. It's good of you, the one who fucked your husband. Not very good this taste. I want to vomit, but not vomit. Nor did it catch a cold,," Judith complained by enduring her dizzy nausea on Ratria.

"Patience, ma'am. This is part of our martyrdom.. Nyselyl.. Judith is lucky to feel it. I also want to feel, but still ordinary I think. Ah, hopefully we can give birth normally and smoothly. Especially my two kids, girls, ma'am. Horrified also how sick we were at that time,," Ratria said with a tense face.

"Yes, Rat. Vibrancy... Although my son is currently detected as one, but he's a guy, Rat. The doctor said prone kegedean,, "Judith was also restless and tense.

"Switch,,!" judith is back. His face is more tense now.

"Sir, I love oil, yes," panicked Ratria. Judith's hair was immediately exposed at the nape of her neck. And smeared the oil while gently massaging it.

"Until what time does the nausea go away, mbak?" ask Ratria. Remember the Shahdan who was tormented for many hours.

"Wait until Rio comes, Rat," replied Judith.

"Wait for Rio, ma'am?" ratria asked not understanding.

"Eh, yes, Rat. Actually my nausea will disappear if it has been embraced by Rio mas. You see in Sirah Kencong is very cold. I'd be like this if I felt a great cold. Sorry yes, Rat," said Judith, looking disinclined but smiling.

"Well, ma'am,,?" ratria's response and smile were very sweet to Judith as well. Thinking can be Shahdan because it feels very cold at dawn. Want to try to hug the husband at dawn tomorrow morning. Uh, what,,? Hopefully...

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