Late Wedding?

News That Doesn't Want to Scare

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I am grateful that Sister Husna was still faithfully accompanying me before Reynand arrived at the boutique. He also did not get tired of telling me to drink the tea he made, although I myself felt a little bored because a little bit told to drink, he said to be a little calm.

"A little bit, Ma'am."

"Udah, Ma'am, that's enough."

"Yes, then."

This time, Husna gave up and put my cup of tea on the table again. Shortly after, Reynand appeared, surprised to find Husna with me.

"Loh, Sister Husna?"

"Mas" said Husna and stood up from the sofa, he looked at me and rubbed my shoulder once more, "I live, yes, Ma'am."

I nodded and thanked him.

"Come, Mas!"

"Eh, yes, yes, Ma'am. Please."

Reynand then ran over to me. "What the hell is that? You're not papa, are you?"

I nodded, then said, "You calm down first, yes, don't panic!"

"How can I not panic, if you are like this? What the hell is it?"

"I just fell asleep" my great-grandson was timid.

"How common? I really don't understand, honey. You're telling me that clearly, don't scare me like this."

"Sort of bleeding but, it's a little bit of a bleeding."

"Astagfireullah! How should we go? I... What should I do?" Reynand was getting panicked and confused as well.

"Mas, I told you not to panic" I warned.

I called him so that something calmed me down, not the other way around, I calmed him down.

"Mbak Husna realized I just wanted to see a doctor to make sure that there was nothing wrong with me or the baby."

"Well, let's go now!" Reynand immediately stood up, but suddenly sat back down, making me undo my intention to stand. "we call Mother first, yes, make nemenin?"

I nodded in disagreement. "Don't dong, Mas, Mommy will follow in panic. Mending both of us first," I said suggest.

Reynand looked at me doubtfully. "You sure you're brave?"

"Are you the same? Don't you want to go that way?"

"You, just. yeah, deh, mending to go straight away. Instead of later, he was afraid there was nothing. You want to change first maybe?"

I nodded then got up from the sofa and walked towards the bathroom, after that I had time to go to the room first to pick up clothes and pants.

"Udah?" reynand asked when she saw me coming out of the bathroom, and she got up from the sofa and walked up to me.

I'm nodding.

"Go now?" fresh Reynand.

Again, I can only nod as a sign of response. We went straight to the hospital after that.

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"Here we get into the ER what poli clinic?" ask Reynand to be confused.

It happened that we had arrived at one of the private hospitals in Jogjakarta, but Reynand was confused to take me to check which part. Maybe because I was panicking, I guess.

"The clinic's specialist gynaecology is like, Mas" I said as I opened my seatbelt.

"Now to the ER? Did we ask the ER officer first?"

"As much as you are" I said in the end.

Reynand immediately nodded in agreement and we got out of the car after. Walk towards the ER room.

"Excuse me, Ma'am," Reynand said to the medics in the ER room.

"Yes, Mom, how can we help you?" ask the female officer kindly.

"I want to torture my wife, my wife is pregnant, but she says she has spots or whatever, I don't understand. But I'm confused, Ma'am, this is my wife should check it here or to a poly obstetrician, huh?"

"Oh, if you want to check the content, it is better to go directly to the obstetrician, sir. It just so happens that it's a specialist doctor's hour of practice."

"No, what did I say. Go straight to the gynecologist, right," I whispered to Reynand, after the female officer had finished explaining.

"Yes, no papa, what's wrong with asking first, I don't know anything. Remember, there is a saying that if you are ashamed to ask astray on the road. Well, instead of getting lost and not knowing the way home, mending asked first," Reynand replied without whispering, so that the medics heard our conversation quite clearly.

"Yes, thanks for the info, ma'am. We went straight to the poly section of the obstetrician clinic."

"Yes, you're welcome, sir."

"Know, yes, if the boys who keep the ER beautiful so you ask to go there first?" ketusku as we walked out of the ER room.

"Did? What the hell? The same time the ER officer-Mbak is also jealous, which is?"

I immediately turned to Reynand, with both eyebrows raised upwards. "Whoever is jealous, I think it's handsome."

"Well, why am I less handsome?"

"less."

"Just try if we are no longer in a public place like this, I would have bitten your ears. As a whole me."

"Yes, if all right, rest, dong. He said don't ngoyo!"

Reynand clucked in anxiety. "Not in Javanese which means tired, my dear. But kesel bete. You don't go this way, dong."

I grimaced and grabbed Reynand's arm. "Let's not tense. I'm so excited, Mom."

"But if you bummer like that, I'm stubborn, my dear. I'm afraid I'm wrong about that."

"Yes, yes, sorry."

"Yes, not papa. It's natural that you deg-degan, because I also deg-degan. Moga aja, dedeknya not why." Reynand's hand then stretched out, and rubbed my stomach. "Eat him, if I tell him to take a break, yang."

"Yes, yes, tomorrow is no more."

"Promise, huh?"

Unexpectedly, Reynand thrust her little finger.

"Astagfireullah! Like a child, make a promise of the little finger of everything."

I clucked while shaking my head. However, keep linking my little finger with Reynand's little finger.

"Bas with you, mah!"

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It turned out that the queue for my examination was quite long. Me and Reynand had been sitting in the waiting room for almost an hour and a half, but my name was not called.

"Aren't you the laper?"

I shook my head and rested my head on Reynand's shoulder. "The paper is not, but pegel is just as sleepy. Can't stand me, it's still a long time, huh?"

Reynand then grabbed my shoulder and rubbed it slowly. "I don't know either, I think there are two more." He looked down at me a little. "You sleep first, no papa. I'll wake up."

"Yes, be patient first. May it be our turn."

I was only able to nod after that. Complaining is free. Because of the drowsiness that seemed to have been unstoppable, I finally decided to close my two eyes that were getting heavier. However, not even these eyes were closed, suddenly Reynand invited me to stand up.

"Our turn" whispered Reynand as she patted my shoulder slowly.

"Cock-a-pocket?" many wonder.

"You're sleeping, so you don't feel."

"Yee, I haven't slept, yeah."

"Yes, yes, come on, yuk, come in! The doctor will be waiting for her."

I nodded and stood with Reynand, as I entered the examination room.

"Assalamualaikum! Good day, excuse me!" greet us when we enter the room.

"Wa'allaikumussalam's chat. Come, please sit down!" The doctor immediately greeted us and told us to sit in front of him. "do you want a pregnancy check, or do you want a program?"

"Check, doc, it just so happens that my wife is pregnant."

The doctor who had the Lutfi nametag was smiling while nodding. "Can you see the KIA book?"

I nodded then took out my KIA book.

"What complaint?" ask Doctor Lutfi.

"I was having spots, Doc, and my pelvic bones also felt a bit painful."

"Before it fell or something?"

I'm shaking. "No, Doc, don't fall or anything."

"Fatigue maybe?"

I'm shaking. "My activity is still as usual, Doc."

"Yes, I used to kayak before I got pregnant. He is indeed a bit wayward, Doc, very difficult to be loved yearsya," said Reynand later.

Doctor Lutfi chuckled while noting something in my KIA book. Then get the medics in charge of helping him, to measure me.

"Sus, his mother was censored, just as measured as ever."

"All right, Doc."

"Come, Ma'am!"

I then stood up and measured the medics. Then I was stopped and told to weigh my weight.

"Good, Doc, normal everything."

Doctor Lutfi nodded then smiled and asked me to lie down on the gurney.

"Let's go, ma'am, get usg first."

I nodded then walked over to the gurney and lay there.

"His shirt was picked up, ma'am," his medics said.

I took a breath to relieve my nervousness.

"No papa, ma'am, don't be tense. I hope the baby is okay."

I grimaced and then nodded. While beside me Reynand did not stop holding my hand and gave a small squeeze to calm me down.

"Just kiss, pray well" whispered Reynand, nodding.

I nodded afterwards. Then Lutfi's doctor started moving his ultrasound device over my stomach. As I glanced towards the ultrasound monitor, I found nothing. My heart feels like it's being stabbed. I just lost my baby.

"Dok, where's my fetus? How do you not look?" manya panic.

"So soon, I'll explain." Doctor Lutfi turned to the nurse. "Sus, his mother's stomach is cleaned first."

"All right, Doc."

After the nurse finished cleaning my gel-affected stomach, I was led back to the chair. Reynand made no sound, just rubbed my shoulder and***palm.

"If you can tell, is this the first pregnancy or had previously had a child?"

"It's the first pregnancy, Doc."

Doctor Lutfi nodded as he linked his fingers on the table. Staring at me and Reynand in turn, before finally returning to ask.

"Have you ever heard the term Blighted ovum or empty pregnancy?"

Me and Reynand looked at each other, shortly after we shook our heads compactly, because I had never heard of such a thing.

"Well, I'll explain a little, so this is Blighted ovum or in medical terms often referred to as anembryonic gestation or an anembryonic pregnancy is a pregnancy that does not contain an embryo despite fertilization in the womb. This condition is one of the common causes of miscarriage in the first three months of pregnancy. Blighted ovum usually occurs due to chromosomal abnormalities in the developing fetus. The mother's body will stop the pregnancy when it realizes the abnormality. Chromosomal abnormalities themselves can be caused by incomplete cell division as well as poor egg and sperm quality."

"I mean, I'm not really that pregnant, Doc?" I'm still not understanding.

"A person who has a blighted ovum in the early stages will generally feel that he or she is having a normal pregnancy. This is because the blighted ovum has the same signs as a normal pregnancy, such as a late period, positive pregnancy test results, nausea, vomiting, and breast pain. In a certain time, the patient will begin to feel the signs of miscarriage, such as spots or bleeding from**, more menstrual blood volume than usual, cramps in the abdominal area. Sometimes, pregnancy test results still remain positive in this condition because hCG hormone levels are still high."

I'm still silent. Not too focused on what Doctor Lutfi described, half my life felt like flying out of nowhere.

"Then what should we do, Doc?" ask Reynand.

"There are three options, let this pregnancy decay by itself, the administration of drugs to help the process of decay, and the last one is curete."

"Curette, Doc?"

Doctor Lutfi nodded. "My advice, it is better to choose the curete process, to open the cervix and then remove the empty pregnancy bag from the uterus."

"What if I get locked up, I can get pregnant again, Doc?"

Doctor Lutfi nodded confidently. "Of course, you can. Patients who experience blighted ovum can still get pregnant well in later pregnancies. But, it is recommended that the future mother rest for six months before finally ready to be fertilized again."

Reynand then turned to look at me. "Which one would you choose, honey? I'm coming with you, aren't you the one who's running?"

I shook my head, in response not knowing.

Then Doctor Lutfi said, "The decision can be negotiated first, not necessarily now. Being able to ask for an opinion with the family is also okay. Of course, all are safe, insha Allah is not at risk. Only the safest and quickest process, yes it was, kurete."

I nodded in understanding, then turned towards Reynand. He smiled and nodded, assuring me that everything would be fine. But instead of being calm, I cried.

"Sst, no papa. Everything's gonna be okay, baby."

Reynand stroked my shoulder, to calm me down.

"Yes, Mom, no papa, everything's gonna be fine. Blighted ovum does no harm, as long as it is immediately responded to. You can also get pregnant later, just need a little patience."

I nodded in understanding, even though half my heart was unwilling. But, how else can I do nothing but accept all of this. Yes, God please strengthen me!!!

**Tbc,

huaaaaaaa 😭😭😭😭😭

Ma'am Qilla is not pregnant, how is this? I'm sadhhhh. doain, yes, may Mbak Qilla persevere through this ordeal. fufu.

A/N: mon maap, aye pan likes to make comedy tuh, so klo was told to make a sad scene yes, so, tasteless. vegetable cake without salt. gk make sad, so sad, which makes males read 😆😁✌mon maap, yes. do not on the run and leave me. just dicuekin jg gpp, origin gk on the run 😢 yes, yes, yes?

tetep waitin next part, yes 🤗😍😘😚😙**