Honeyed

Honey Ep.21 (SEASON 2)

It feels so happy, getting two red lines. I am positively pregnant, very happy. For two months married to Fahmi, God finally gave me the offspring that was in my womb. This morning, I got the results, two test packs that I bought yesterday showed the same results. Two red lines, I keep the former test pack in a box. Finally the long wait for me and Fahmi mas fruit sweet. True said my mother-in-law, never despair and effort. I haven't told anyone the results of this test, including my mother-in-law. I want Fahmi to be the first to know the good news. MasyaAlloh, my eyes are almost glazed. It will be happy to be a mother.

"Mas ready?,". I asked Fahmi who was fragrant and neat.

"Have dik, you why from earlier megangin stomach continues?, abdominal pain huh?,".

"Mas, say good morning dong,".

"Well?, what do you mean?. Did you wake up already?. Any more?,".

"Not for Ayesha, but,".

"Who is it for, dear?,".

"For the baby's dedek in the belly of Aisyah mas,".

"A-a-what is it?, the baby in your belly?!,".

"Yes, here's the proof,". I showed my pregnancy test results to Fahmi.

"Allah Allah!!!, you are pregnant with my wife!?. I-I'm going to be an Abi?,".

"Dear, Fahmi will be an Abi mas,".

I saw Fahmi until he fell down to give thanks. Very happy, even my husband shed tears. So happy, he kept stroking my stomach. Thankful to Allah, Aisha can contain the happy husband of Aisha. This is what Fahmi has been waiting for. The baby candidate, who is very much in the future everyone is waiting for. Successfully, that's the right word for me. I have managed to fight my trauma.

"It's very happy because it's on, and then I'll go home quickly. We're going to the gynecologist, baby,". Fahmi was very enthusiastic. Facesickle. The tears on her cheeks were soft. Mas Fahmi kissed and hugged me for a very long time while crying.

"Dad to Fahmi. Aisyah was happy to see Fahmi like this. I'm sorry, but Ayesha can love this now,". I said while gently stroking my stomach.

"Sssst. This is God's destiny. We just got a baby. You take good care, brother,"..

"In shaaAlloh will always Aisyah take care of the mas,".

"Did you know?,".

"Fresh Fahmi knows. I haven't told Aisyah, mas,".

"Let Fahmi tell you, dik,".

I followed Fahmi who was happily walking towards the kitchen. Mom was there. I am still filled with gratitude and happiness.

"Muu.... Mommy??!!,". Shouted Fahmi. He's acting like a kid.

"What's up, son?. It's so weird of you,". The confused mother saw her son's behavior then asked me for an explanation that only smiled.

"Bu.. soon Fahmi will become an Abi. Aisha my wife is pregnant. Aisha's pregnant,". Mas Fahmi excitedly told his mother that I was pregnant.

"Alhamdulillah, Is it Aisha?. You're gonna have grandchildren and you're gonna call Grandma?,". Mom confirmed what Fahmi just said.

"Dad Mother. That is exactly what Fahmi said. Aisha is pregnant with her mother's granddaughter,".

"MasyaAlloh, here-here dear,".

I approached my mother-in-law. My stomach is gently elus by Mother. It feels so happy. The family in Solo also have not given the news later rather late afternoon I called Umi.

"Yes, Fahmi said to go to work first, ma'am,". Fahmi said goodbye to his mother. Also me. As usual, I drove Fahmi mas to the front door, kissed the back of his hand and then took off to fight for a halal living for me and for the prospective fetus in my stomach.

"Son Ayesha, you rest a lot. Let me take care of the kitchen, later,".

"Don't ma'am, cassian mom. Later ketapean. Aisha strong kok Bu,". How could I possibly let my mother-in-law take care of the kitchen by herself?.

"Already, see what Mom said son. You have to rest a lot. Now you have a fetus in your stomach. It's okay, son. Now to the room well, brought to bed. While later waiting Fahmi came home from the office to check the pregnancy to the obgyn doctor,".

"But Mom is alone?. Is it papa ma'am?,".

I am still strong, I am healthy. For some reason, most parents always want to get pregnant women a lot of rest. Actually I'm the type of person who can't stay still without doing anything. It feels very sweet and not very good. Especially just sleeping. But how else?, this is an order from the parents. I relented and I think it was better.

"Ngga papa son. Stay in the room,".

"Well, ma'am, Aisha said goodbye to my room. Mother if tired do not force. Rest too Mom,".

"Yes my daughter,".

I walked over and left Fahmi's mother in the kitchen. I lay my body in a mattress. My hands continue to gently caress my stomach. It still feels like a dream. After so many painful trials and trials in my life. I was given matchless happiness from God with the coming of my future. As soon as I remembered, my future son was not helped because I was experiencing severe stress and tremendous physical fatigue. Mas Fatih?, Mother?. How are they doing now?. Where do they live?. Has Fatih been married again?, it feels like Fatih is married again. There must be many women who want to be the wife of my ex-husband. Fatih has a pretty handsome face. Why is it that right now for me is only good enough?, because the most handsome one right now for me is just my husband Fahmi. If my ex-husband Fatih has started a new life. May he be given a good, beautiful, and righteous wife. May their household be happy in the world and the hereafter. And my former mother-in-law, may she also always be in the protection of God, given happiness and health. Not felt, my tears dripped remembering them.

"Assynualaikum?,". I heard Fahmi's voice.

I was shocked and immediately got out of my bed. Fahmi's coming home?, that's fast?. Though it's only ten in fifteen minutes. What's up?. I rushed to the front door.

"Mas Fahmi?!. How come you're home?,". Ask wonder.

"Before going to the office just ask permission. Permission to take your wife to the doctor,". Answer with a smile.

"Why not just by phone or text the permission?,".

"There are new rules, baby. If you want permission or leave, you must still come to his office,".

"Oh yasudah, sorry. Aisha hasn't done anything yet. Aisyah just fell asleep. You tell mom, Aisyah must rest a lot. Aisyah is also strong and healthy,".

"Yasah no papa dik. We will take Mom to the doctor. We'll have lunch out later today,".

"It's mom,". Fahmi replied while kissing his mother's hand.

"Mom, later Dzuhur mother follow us well. Lunch outside later. How's it?,". My husband offered his mother to take me to the gynaecologist for the first time.

"Loh?, I've been cooking, son,".

"Make dinner tonight, ma'am. You can warm up the cooking,". Answer husband.

"Yes, mom's coming. You rest first, son. Change of clothes,". Mother's orders to her son.

"Look at the mas, change clothes first,". I said to my husband.

"Yes,". Answer Fahmi while heading into the room. I was waiting in the tv room with my mom.

"Son, if people are pregnant. Must eat a lot of fruits, vegetables, and drink water well,".

"Dad mother, in sheaAlloh Aisyah get used to kok Bu,".

"Hmmmm.., try if you still have well son. Surely the father is very happy to hear his son-in-law is pregnant with his future grandchildren. In the past, I wanted to hold a grandchild very much,".

My heart is broken, is this all my fault?. What is my fault for taking so long and being weak against this trauma?. I was helpless then, I was really scared for her name to get pregnant again. After all the tough exams I've had. Really, I'm not easy. Maybe I was wrong. If only, I hadn't taken too long to be able to rise up against my trauma. Maybe now my father-in-law can feel holding and playing with his grandchildren. I wiped my tears. Mom is in a dreamy position. I know, the pain of losing someone. It must not be easy for Mom.

"Mother, don't be sad. I'm sorry Aisyah just got to love mother grandchild now Mom,". I said while holding tightly my mother-in-law's hand.

"No son, don't blame yourself. Don't apologize. God has arranged everything, baby. I just miss my dad,".

"Dad mother,". Reply resigned.

Three hours passed, Me, Mas Fahmi, and my mother-in-law were ready to go to the obstetrician's check. Honestly, I'm so stubborn. My heart is beating irregularly. This is how it feels, being a mother-to-be. First time control at the gynecologist. Ah, it feels really very happy. Along the way, I kept gently stroking my stomach. Pregnant this time, I did not feel severe nausea when like my first pregnancy. Does every pregnancy have different signs?. Even this second pregnancy, I tend to be as normal. I mean, it makes no difference when you're not pregnant.

"Derrrr....derr.tt..,". My phone's shaking. There's an incoming Video Call from Fatimah my sister-in-law.

"Hallo Ma'am-in-law dear. Where are you going?,".

"Hallo, my brother, this is going to the deck doctor's office,". I answered while returning his smile.

"Who is sick?. Mom and Fahmi are healthy, right?. Mba sick?,". Her tone was anxious.

"Ngga deck. Thank God, you want a nephew. Hehe.nz...,".

"Aaaaahhh....?!!. Seriously mbak?. Is Aisyah pregnant?,". Surprised ask.

"Alhamdulillah, yes deck. Pregnant mother, this morning has been checked using a pregnancy test kit. Thank God the result is two red lines deck. Here we go to one of the obstetricians,".

"Assikkkk. Healthy yes mba bumil and his grandpa. Oh yeah, where's mom?,".

"There's a deck,". I handed my cell phone to my mother-in-law who was sitting in the middle seat.

"Mother how are you?. Fatimah longs. You're healthy, right?,".

"Alhamdulillah be healthy son. How were you going to college there, son?. Take care of my daughter's health, baby. Take good care of yourself,".

"Alhamdulillah college smooth mom. Healthy Mom, Fatimah's healthy,".

"Thank God son. Quickly finished. Let's go back to Indonesia soon,".

"Aamiin, pray Mom. Oh yeah, in a week's time there will be a study appeal in one of the countries. It's unclear which country. Fatimah must have been on the show,".

"Well?, wherever you stand. Always remember God, son. Never be arrogant. Do not forget the message of the late father, to always be grateful and patient in everything,".

"Ready Miss Boss. Fatimah will do it,".

"Yeah, I went on a trip first, son. It's easy to get on later when we get home from the doctor,".

"Dad mom, be careful Mom. Love you Mother,".

"Love you too my daughter,".

Me and Mas Fahmi sitting in front just smiling at each other hearing Fatimah's conversation with her mother. Especially the last words. It feels a little amused to hear it. Like a young man in love. Mom handed me my cell phone. Fahmi and I chose a female doctor to be the place for checks and controls during my pregnancy. This is how Fahmi was, he took care of his wife. If it's a woman doctor, I'm more free and comfortable myself. Moreover, this is a consultation on pregnancy and femininity issues. I am very grateful, in the city of Yogyakarta there are still many female obgyn doctors. So I don't have to control it with a male obstetrician.

The car turns towards the parking lot of mother and child clinic Amanda Sejahtera. Thankfully, we finally arrived at the clinic. Feelings want to know immediately, how the condition of my future baby in there. I got out of the car, and was then held up by my mother-in-law and my husband. I was told to walk slowly. They're like she's protective of me. Naturally, my prospective child has indeed been waiting for his presence very long. Although the truth is a bit uncomfortable also treated like this. Resignation, that's all I can do now, want to refuse was not good with Mother-in-law. I thought, as long as it is for good I will keep trying to obey and follow the direction of my mother-in-law.

"Mrs Aisyah, please enter the examination room,". Call one of the sisters. Finally it was my turn to arrive after a long wait.

"Dock, please,". Sapaku so entered accompanied by Fahmi mas.

"Siang Ma'am. How are you?, healthy?,".

"Alhamdulillah be healthy,". Very friendly doctor, I thought.

"Please Mommy, lay down well. It'll be USG later,".

I followed Doctor Chika's orders, and lay down on the bed that was provided. My husband and I even shed tears, as soon as the baby is seen on the monitor screen. Although still very small. It feels really very happy.

"Alhamdulillah her fetus is healthy well ma'am. For the age of the womb is already willing to enter five weeks. The important thing is not to be too stressed and soy sauce. Later please control again, two weeks from today. And congratulations on the pregnancy,".

"Thank you, thank you so much, doctor,". I answered and Fahmi.

After the check and control of the contents was over my husband and my mother-in-law headed to one of the restaurants for lunch. Before finally returning home.