Hold on or let go!

The Eps 65

The car we were riding in was parked in the practice yard. Not too crowded, but it seems there is indeed an USG tool here.

"Good afternoon", greet the receptionist.

"Good afternoon, sir."

"Yes Mom, would you like to check the contents? New ma'am?", asked the nurse was friendly.

"Yes sus."

I also did the registration. Turns out to be true, here is the USG tool. There are only a few pregnant patients here.

After a few minutes, I entered the examination room.

"Good afternoon, Miss Shabia."

This senior midwife greeted me very kindly.

"Good afternoon, Midwife."

"Hows it? Any complaints?", asked the midwife.

"So far no ma'am. I first checked the contents in the hospital, but nothing if I now check here?"

"Heheh yes of course nothing dong Bu. Time is forbidden."

Alby and I smiled.

"Mom, here can be an USG right?", asked Alby.

"Actually you can, sir. But sorry, the gynecologist isn't every day a practice. He comes here every Wednesday and Saturday. It also has to register at the beginning to follow the schedule."

"Owh.I guess I can directly USG Bu."

"Sorry ma'am, my abilities haven't gotten there yet."

"Yes, thank you for the info. But if I want to check my content is nothing, right?", I asked.

"Your question doesn't need me to answer right, Mom?", ledek Bu midwife.

This midwife was happy to joke.

"Mur midwife could have."

"Come, I'll check. Please lie down!"

I was lying on the couch in that room. My midwife examined my stomach.

"Dug..lt....dug...!"

A dug-dug sound came out of the device.

"It's your fetal heartbeat, ma'am."

Alby and I were thrilled to hear that voice. In my womb there is the fruit of our love.

After consulting with the midwife, we returned home. Along the way, Alby's hand rubbed my stomach. Is that what Alby is to our son?

"Neng, Aa hope neng do not be too forsing energy neng. Like today for example."

"Yes." Yeah."

I'm short-lived. What else do I have to say?

"Neng..!", Alby rubbed my head.

"What?", I asked.

"Never stay in aa!", said Alby.

"I'm not going anywhere. You're the one who's just staying away from A."

"Sorry! All this time Aa has not been able to be happy neng. But even Aa makes neng hurt. Sorry, but I'm sorry."

"Yes, I'm sorry A. After all, with me not forgiving Aa, everything could be like the beginning again? Naw, right? But, at least by forgiving you I'm more able to hold my chest."

I heard Alby breathing slowly.

"How can you be as cheerful as before?"

"I feel ordinary!"

"She knows what you look like. I know I'm wrong!"

"Yes, anyway. I'm tired of your apologies kept A. But the truth is it doesn't change anything that's already happened."

"Please take care of Aa's heart."

"Either! I can't promise a much. You can break your promise."

Alby rubbed his face rough. Maybe he's desperate to persuade me. Why persuade me? No influence, right?

.

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My phone clinks. There's a message coming in from Sakti. He wanted to call me, but ask permission first.

[Assalamualaikum, mas Sakti's. What's up?]

[Walaikumsalam mbak Bia]

I stared at my phone screen, confirming whose number I was calling. Is that really a magic number? Why the female voice?

[Who is it? It's a magic number, right?]

Alby looked at me for a glimpse.

[Yes, I'm Anika]

I was silent for a moment. What's the point of calling me?

[Eum...what's the matter Anika?]

[I want to apologize for that.]

I breathe slowly. Yeah.want how else.

[Yes Anika, I have forgiven you]

[Seriously mbak? Mbak Bia very good anyway, pantes aja mas sakti can not move on from mba Bia.]

[What the hell are you Anika?]

[Hehehe sorry mbak. Bia's mom's at home, right?]

[Yes, I'm the same husband at home. What's up?]

[Eum... Would you like to go to the house of Sister Bia can?]

I am now looking towards my husband. He heard my conversation with Anika. After that, he took my phone.

[Why are you going to Anika's house? Want to insult my wife? Want to be your best friend's defender?]

Anika keeps her ears away from the phone. He did not expect that his best friend's husband could be fierce and hard like that.

[Msorry to Alby. I just wanted to apologize in person. Sorry about that. That's why I want to see Bia. Can you please mas?]

Anika turned to Alby, audible from her tone.

[Who are you here? Your brother?]

[Ngga, my father's aide. Mas sakti is still a practice. I'll borrow his phone for a while too]

[Yes already. Can be! But you know the address?]

[Udah mas. Mas sakti asked Febri. Want to ask to mbak Bia directly, afraid not allowed.]

[Yes already. Be careful!]

[Yes mas. Thanks!]

Anika is excited to hear the approval of Alby. Yes, he regretted saying something bad to Bia.

"Aa ngijinin Anika is here?"

"Yes, the two want to apologize to you."

"Continue?"

"Yes I may, as long as it is not as powerful as it is to the here."

"Just who does it matter?"

"He said his father's aide."

"Owh...!"

"Miss!"

"Heumm?", I turned to him. My hands and my mouth are active with the chips we bought at the shop.

"So that's sorry Anika, but why is it so hard for Aa to get sorry?" asked Alby. He sat down in front of my feet sitting on the sofa.

I stopped my chewing. Put down my food package earlier.

"Anika doesn't know what the truth is. He was only spontaneous because he felt his best friend had been betrayed. She felt guilty after knowing what she was prejudicing towards me wasn't right. But you're A, you know you're wrong. You know you're gonna hurt me. But you do it too. Do I have to forgive you easily?"

I got up from the couch about to take a drink to the kitchen. Drag it! Beres snacking, on the fishing line emotions. Less what? Just a few*!!!

"Neng?!", now Alby's getting up.

"Aa don't know what to say and do. Please remain the Bia neng who all this time Aa loved neng. Don't do this!"

"Oooh..aa would like me to be a submissive wife? Who accepts all your treatment to me? that's A? You know I'm stubborn A. You know me! Not just yesterday. And you know I don't like being betrayed the most! But you hurt me with betrayal under the guise of a shar'i??? I've been learning to be gentle, changing my personality that has been bad. I tried to position myself as a wife A. But what do I get, right? Sick A! It hurts! I vehemently deny this feeling of pain, but my soul that was once traumatized by betrayal cannot accept all of this A. Can't!"

I hurried to my feet in the kitchen. I grabbed a glass and filled it with clear water. I sat on the bench and I didn't run out of water until the toilet. After that I got back up, intending to throw myself into the room. But Alby hugged me from behind.

"Sorry Aa neng, sorry!", Alby hugged me so tightly. I could only look up at the ceiling of the room. My tears are also dry. I can't do it anymore if I have to cry. This quarrel will surely repeat itself because of this and this continues.

How far can I go???