
"Mam is not active, it may be busy." Dr. Prabu showed his phone 'unanswered call' on the phone screen
"Later the boss can try again."
"Yes Mam, if it's not time we should say what? I clean up my bag and suitcase first so that later it will be brought by Mr. Min to the house, which needs to be washed so that Bi Iyah is washed, I saw first reports you're taking the car to steam."
"All shaving and whiskers are like shaman Mbah!"
"I'm even happy this way, later if I can kiss Retno then I shave heee...."
They separate. Dr. Imam headed to his practice room. Dr. Prabu looked for Mr. Min back to see him to the parks that usually Mr. Min works with his team.
From a distance visible from his uniform, Mr. Min again cutting ornamental plants that green the garden, Dr. Prabu approached him with the intention that later go home let all bags of clothes and suitcases let be washed first.
"Sir Min, break home right?"
"Yes, doctor, I'm home. What's up?"
"Please bring my clothes and suitcase so that little by little washed nyicil the same Bi Iyah, do not need at once. Not all dirty just washed it is not maximal in washing it anymore."
"Well, doctor, doctor didn't come home?"
"I don't want to go home yet! I'll see if my clean clothes are out here."
"Sorry Doctor, this morning the doctor woke up in the morning vomiting, his body had a fever, I was panicking and my wife was trying to help him, but the doctor said every waking up always so."
"What is Mr Min talking about?"
"I'm sorry I'm afraid of anything happening with the doctor, I'd like to see first if the duty and work of the doctor can be postponed."
"Where is my wife? is it home?"
"Lho, sir, the doctor doesn't know that the doctor's mom was home from yesterday?"
"Astagfirullah Mr Min? why didn't Mr Min talk to me from morning? did we meet this morning?"
Doctor Prabu runs into his room to take the car keys, no matter what the dumb Mr. Min does not understand and the sister Miranti who wants to see him does not care about anyone.
Half ran to the parking lot opened the car and turned on, then hastily exited to the highway splitting the crowd. One thing he wants is to get home and meet his wife Retno.
Tin, tin, tin ... honks at the sound so long Bi Iyah came and opened the gate, because can't wait dr. Prabu just wanted to come down to open the gate himself, and Iyah, keburu was in a hurry Bi Iyah came to open the door.
The car went straight into the yard, Bi Iyah closed the gate back, and Dr. Prabu had entered the house.
Is this reality? or is Mr Min lying? dr. Prabu swept through the deserted room, seen on the family sofa table there was wind oil, tea in a big glass and television remote control, also there was fruit on the plate.
Where is Retno? dr. Prabu ran up the stairs over two steps at once towards the upper room of his private room.
Opening the door slowly, Retno was sleeping covered. Instantly Dr. Prabu was stunned, his heart was so sick to see his wife was back here.
Retno left on her own terms, and came when she might be home.
Dr. Prabu approached the bed, observing the face he so longed for. Then sit next to Retno sleeping.
"Darling...."
Retno felt someone's touch and presence, then opened her eyes and saw her husband in front of her eyes.
"You sick, baby?" Dr. Prabu rubbed Retno's head and hair that started crying.
They hugged in tears of longing.
So long they hugged. If the heart can talk why should we part? why do we torture each other, why is there no solution and no solution when emotions?
"Mas, are you home?"
"Dear, why don't you ask me to pick you up? I'll come home whenever you ask." Dr. Prabu kissed Retno repeatedly on the head and rubbed her back.
"I'm not sick, only if I feel dizzy in the morning and nausea is amazing, but after resting usually mingling."
"Yes ombuuuun .. baby, that feeling of kangen and hormonal changes in your body during the early growth of our baby, is now light?"
"You will be calm and comfortable when you are near Papa dear! we'll be together at any moment" Dr. Prabu spoke in front of Retno's stomach.
"Darling, don't go downstairs afraid you're still dizzy, what can I get you."
"I didn't go down anyway, I just wanted to make sure if this was really Mas Prabu?" Retno looked at her husband's face that was a bit black because it was exposed to a lot of sunlight and the brew that grew on his face was not taken care of.
"What do you mean, baby? it's true I'm your husband who misses you so much."
"I'm still like our dream in this room again Mas." Retno stroked her husband's hairy face, amused but happy.
"Don't talk about anything, now it's just me you and our future son here."
Dr. Prabu tries to kiss Retno's lips but Retno always dodges.
"Why baby? don't you miss me?"
"Why don't you shave first?"
"I didn't have time to love, it's okay I give different taste and sensation because I have a vow."
"Nazars? what do you mean Nazar?"
"I wouldn't shave if I hadn't kissed you!"
"Yes, kiss me but keep shaving!"
Dr. Prabu laughed to see his wife thrusting his face, not in vain again this is a chance to reduce the burden of longing that has almost broken his chest.
With their chest pounding they kissed with a different sensation, it was unexpected that Retno turned out to be more tempting and made her goosebumps when the hairy face down her face carefully, he said, kissed his neck and very slowly it sank in his cleavage.
"Mas, be careful I'm pregnant young."
"Dear, I've consulted and studied it, it's okay to slow down and be careful."
They hugged in a non-dressed state just a blanket covering it.
"Darling ...?"
"Hemght ..."
"I miss you."
"I'm also a Mas."
"So, can?"
"By Mas, said the nausea drug guy."
"Haaaa .. who says it baby?"
"My friend said. Reducing nausea during young pregnancy is the same medicine that makes us pregnant she said."
"It makes sense too, let's try!"
No dream before, no wind fall, the morning before noon they finish paying their longing, sweating sweat. Their tempestuous feelings of love are rediscovered, their delayed feelings have now been relished, and the actual honeymoon is just beginning in the morning by noon today.
Retno hugged her husband, repeatedly closing her eyes as Retno's hand stroked her sideburns, beard and mustache.
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Read also yes, Aryanti Charm, Let Me Choose, Rainbow Meniti, The Past of the President (New work of several Chapters) By Enis Sudrajat & __________________________________________________________________________________________________________