Jrat Love Pak Dosen

Chapter 60

Finally Arshaka chose to lock his mouth tightly than the wife issued her male mode. He did not understand why after being declared pregnant, his little wife was now very easily angry and crying. Before becoming pregnant, his wife was very gentle with him despite being a tomboy.

Arriving at home, the young father invited the wife to wash her hands and feet because the market they visited was very rundown. It doesn't matter if you get a deadly look from your wife. He just wants himself and his wife to be clean of germs.

"Maasss ..," Shaila sighed softly as she held onto her suddenly wrapped belly.

Not yet the husband approached, the young mother immediately ran to the bathroom in the kitchen. His stomach was heartbroken, after ten minutes in the bathroom Arshaka's wife came out of the bathroom with a deathly pale face. The limp body made him lazy to walk finally sitting on the dining table chair.

"Mas!" shaila screamed again because she again felt great heartburn.

Arshaka, who heard the wife's voice, rushed over, leaving her job in the backyard. When entering the wife was no longer visible in the kitchen, but the sound of water gurgling from the bathroom located in the kitchen.

"Daddy, honey," call Arshaka while knocking on the bathroom door with ears taped to the door.

"Hmm, it hurts a lot in my stomach," Shaila replied in a faint and stammering voice.

Arshaka could only wait in front of the door until his wife came out of the two-meter room. The man was anxious to think about his wife's situation. Just lost his morning sickness, now have to feel diarrhea.

It turned out that what was feared had become a reality because the market conditions they came to was very slum, different from where the wife usually shop. Why did not want to set foot there before, suddenly ask for company to the market.

The bathroom door was open, but Shaila did not come out so Arshaka was astonished and rushed into the bathroom. The wife was sitting against the wall with her legs straightened. Arshaka immediately lifted his little wife to his car because it happened that the key was still in his pants pocket.

Arshaka took his wife to a nearby clinic, but gave her the mineral water in the car to avoid dehydration. While waiting for the wife to drink, Azka's father contacted Ms. Rina to dispose of all the remaining market snacks purchased and told her that he had taken her to the hospital.

Fifteen later, they reached a nearby clinic that was not so crowded with visitors. However, the clinic was so classy that there was no doubt of its quality. Shaila also immediately got medical treatment well.

Now, Shaila has been moved to the inpatient room. His left hand was attached to an infusion needle to add body fluids that had been reduced due to diarrhea.

"Good thing you brought mom here quickly. Too late a little, you can lose the fetus in the womb of your wife" said the doctor who handles Shaila.

"That means the effects of diarrhea are very dangerous huh, Doc?"

"Of course, sir. The amount of dirt, which is mostly liquid, is removed by force, making our bodies lack of fluids commonly called dehydration. For those in ordinary conditions, have a stronger immune system resistance compared to those who are two-bodied. If it is a little late, it is certain that the fetus in the womb will lose" explained the senior doctor who is over the age of sixties.

After completing his business with the doctor, Arshaka entered the room where the wife was being treated. The man looked sad to see the face of his wife who was still pale despite having been given injection medicine. Arshaka's little wife is still lying down after receiving treatment from a doctor.

"Don't torture the mother any more, dear. Just twice this time he had to be hospitalized for dehydration. Pity if you have to sleep often in the hospital like this. All of you are healthy." Arshaka kissed the wife's forehead deeply, pouring out all the overcrowded taste in the heart. After that, rubbed the distended stomach of the wife and kissed her.

Arshaka's tears dripped with the taste of the haru that burst in the chest, as the wife's distended stomach moved slowly. He did not expect that his son who was still in the stomach could respond to every word. Just this time he tried to interact with them, although still weak because the child is not as agile as usual.

"I'm sorry, because my words came true. No I mean asking for something bad to happen. It was just a form of worry because I saw a place that was not healthy. Get well soon, honey," said Arshaka, occasionally kissing the wife's hand.

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Keenan took the time to accompany his wife to check in the hospital to find out the condition of his little wife's womb. As expected, now the woman who was married two months ago has contained her seeds.

The doctor and lecturer did not stop muttering gratitude for the pregnancy of the wife. His lips always developed a smile throughout Shania's company, even without feeling awkward he repeatedly kissed the forehead and top of his wife's head.

The father-to-be, who was initially possessive, is becoming increasingly possessive and protective. As a medical professional, Keenan should know how to deal with the pregnancy of the wife in the first trimester. However, his happiness makes men act like laymen so that makes Shania upset.

"Honey, let's go to my room first. There's a new doctor on duty starting tomorrow. So, I have to meet him for an interview," Keenan asked, embracing his wife's waist.

"But not for long. I have to be on campus in an hour" Shania said with a pleading gaze.

"Yes, it won't be long. Just for a minute, fifteen minutes. Ok?"

Shania was pleased that Keenan was still prioritizing himself. Nothing changed from her husband even if he hurt her. That, made the love in the twenty-three-year-old woman deeper.

Arriving in front of Keenan's room, Rony was already standing with a girl that Shania seemed to know. Keenan's wife continued to pay attention to beautiful women and was more mature than her. The high curiosity made the prospective doctor curious, but he did not dare to ask the husband or even Rony, Keenan's personal assistant.

Why do they seem so familiar? Who exactly is this woman?

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