
The doctor who examined him got out of his car and approached Dita.
"Still here? Are you waiting for an invitation?" tanyakanya.
"No Doc, I'm ordering a taxi" Dita replied politely.
"It's late, not many taxis are willing to order. Did I take you home?" ask the doctor.
"No Doc, it's okay. My house is not far from here anyway" replied Dita unwell.
"It's okay. Let me just take it. It's late at night. You are also not fit. Let's go up, it's okay" said the doctor as he let Dita get into his car.
Dita riveted. It's really bad to bother the doctor.
"Come, please" said the doctor again.
Dita got out of position and got into the car.
The doctor then asked for Dita's address. Dita also explained where she lived. Turns out their house was unidirectional.
After that both were silent a thousand languages.
Until finally arrived in front of the rented house Dita. The doctor came down and drove to the front of the gate. It was Dita who was opening the lock and the doctor asked, "You live alone?".
Dita nodded while smiling.
"Thank you very much Doc, sorry I was a hassle" he said as he walked into the fence.
The doctor smiled and got into his car.
We immediately went in and rested.
While lying down, his stomach was softly caressed. "Son, forgive mama who has been selfish just thinking about your own feelings without thinking about your condition inside" he said.
"From now on we rise together, son. We start our new life. We forget everything that has happened" he continued, stroking his stomach.
***
Days change, weeks change. Dita's stomach looks like it's starting to bulge. Her pregnancy has now reached the age of four months. He is happy now with his new activity, which is cooking and baking.
The results of cooking and cake he distributed to neighbors around his rented. As a result, the neighbors were happy with Dita and often came to learn to cook and make cakes. She was delighted by the mothers in her neighborhood, for her hospitality and kindness.
Dita was a little bit started exploring the business in the culinary field through online sales. He learned to make 'cinnamon rolls' cake to be proficient and get a very good taste. Then he sniffs some people who are quite famous in Jogja to introduce his 'cinnamon rolls' cake on social media. As a result, he began to flood orders. He is very happy and enjoys living a hobby that is now his job.
Almost three months he left Jakarta with all his past. Now he only focuses on the content to always be healthy and the business that he started.
That day Dita will shop for cake needs that are starting to thin. He went to the nearest supermarket and went shopping.
About half an hour shopping, his shopping trolley looks full. While busy choosing some flour to buy, the end of the truck was hit by someone. Dita was shocked and saw who had just hit her trolley. A man of high stature and mixed Indonesian-Middle Eastern face was standing in front of him apologizing.
He was quite surprised, because the man who hit his trolley turned out to be an obstetrician who had handled it that day.
The doctor still seems to recognize Dita.
"We will meet again" the doctor said.
He smiled and immediately stood up.
"How is he doing now? I guess it's better" said the doctor.
"Yes Doc, I feel much better now and never feel cramping again" Dita replied.
Suddenly the doctor reached out his hand, "My name is Aldy".
Dita smiled and replied saying her name, "Dita".
Doctor Aldy, 35th