Married The Second

Aisha's pregnant ?

The flash mob event on the streets of Malioboro that afternoon was filled with pedestrians and also leisurely cycling.

The event was getting lively when a group of young people were preparing to do the action, they lined up neatly, the traditional music began to echo, they began to scream body contortion, he said, javanese gamelan music and traditional Javanese dance is increasingly binding the festive atmosphere on the streets of Malioboro.

"Mas Very good yes" said Aisyah was so stunned to see the beauty of the traditional dance

"Dear, I've asked Sony to record it, so we can save it and watch it whenever we want" Farid said, folding his hands to his chest instead of enjoying the beauty of the dance, instead, he focused on looking at his wife with his own smile.

"Good, I love it... It's like being rich dancing with them"

Aisyah really enjoyed the beautiful scenery, really fun entertainment, let alone the sound of traditional music as if adding happiness of its own.

"If later we have a daughter, we teach dancing baby" said Farid happy.

"God, may Allah grant our prayers" Aisha replied

He could feel the happiness of his wife when he saw the look on his wife's face that was filled with smiles.

Time is getting darker, the flash mob has ended because soon adzan magrib.

Farid, Aisyah and all employees went to the nearest mosque to perform Maghrib prayers in congregation.

After performing the Maghrib prayer, they are all allowed to enjoy their holiday. Farid also instructed that at nine o'clock tonight they should all prepare to return to Jakarta. Because Monday they have started to react again.

"Aisha why your face is pale, are you sick" asked Anwar when he saw Aisyah standing in the courtyard of the mosque, she seemed to be waiting for her husband to come out of the mosque

"Not really Anwar mas" said Aisyah while holding her forehead, her eyes began to twitch, her head felt dizzy, finally she could not support her body, and she fell right in front of her ex-husband. Anwar directly supports the body until Aisyah.

"Aisha... Aisha... You don't know" Anwar patted Aisyah's cheek gently, trying to wake her up.

From a distance Farid had just come out of the mosque, not to mention wearing his shoes he immediately ran up to them, he saw his wife's body lying on the floor, her head leaning against Anwar's thigh.

"Darling... Why are you?

What you did to my wife, what Mr. Anwar hurt her again" Farid accused, he thought Anwar had knocked his wife unconscious.

"Pak Farid misunderstood, I did not say anything about Aisyah sir" explained Anwar

"Shut your mouth" Farid said furiously

He swiftly carrying his wife's body, he stepped quickly towards the hotel.

The face was filled with worry, he continued to walk while carrying his wife's heavy body, the distance was too far to make her breath panting, but he did not pay attention to it, the most important thing was the condition of his wife.

"Fast call the doctor, my wife passed out" Farid told the hotel receptionist.

"Okay sir" replied the receptionist, the well-dressed beauty held her phone, and she immediately told the hotel's special doctor.

Farid slowly laid Aisyah's limp body on the king-size bed.

He opened his wife's veil, then rubbed the wind oil on her neck and chest, and lastly he applied it to her nose. His wife was still unconscious, he was getting more panicked and worried. 

Then he called Sony, he asked Sony for help to immediately bring the nearest doctor.

Excuse me sir I'm doctor Nisa, where the patient" explained the doctor directly into Farid's room whose door was open.

"That's the doc, my wife fainted" Farid replied, holding the doctor's hand, pulling the doctor to the bed. Frantic Farid was unaware that he had hurt the doctor's wrist.

"Well I check first sir" the doctor immediately put his stethoscope in his ear, then he began to examine the chest and abdomen Aisyah.

"Everything is normal sir, the wife of the father is just exhausted, because at the age of the first trimester of pregnancy it is very vulnerable so try not to be too much activity" explained the doctor

"Do you mean my wife is pregnant?" Farid was surprised by the doctor's words

"Do you not know if your wife is pregnant, to find out the age of the pregnancy, you and your wife can check with an obstetrician" explained the doctor again

"Yes Allah Almighty.... Thank you God, thank you for this wonderful gift you gave me" Farid was so grateful.

He put both his hands on his face. Mixed feelings, between surprise, pleasure and excitement. What an unimaginable moment because having children is the dream of every married couple, God finally granted his prayers every night.

"This I love vitamins, and also a prescription to restore the condition of the father's wife" said the doctor back, he gave drugs and prescriptions to Farid

"OK, why isn't my wife conscious?" Tanya Farid was still worried about the condition of his wife who was still unconscious.

"Surely soon the wife of siuman father, just awaited. Yes I'm sorry first, hopefully get well soon yes.good night"

"Thank you doc, good night"

Farid rejoiced, he jumped up and down, like a kid.

"Ye ... I'm gonna be Dad, ye.ye... Thank you my Humaira" 

Farid held both cheeks of Aisyah who was still unconscious, with his anxiety he kissed his wife's entire face. He was imagining the beautiful face of his daughter later, must be very similar to the look of his wife's mother. 

"Hemh mas, where was Farid me"

Slowly the two Netra Aisyah opened, she was still holding her dizzy forehead. He did not realize he had just fainted.

"Honey you're pregnant, Humaira I'm pregnant"

Farid said with his anxious face.

"What do you mean Farid? Who's pregnant?" Aisha was confused

"You honey... You're pregnant with our child, the doctor just checked your condition, and the doctor says you're exhausted because you have a baby baby..." Obviously Farid convinced his wife, this was unbelievable, even though they were married for only two months, and Aisyah was really pregnant.

Both of his eyes were watery, Aisyah was speechless, she could only express her gratitude to the khalik.

"Allah, O Allah, Alhamdulillah...

Rabbi habli min ladunka dzurriyatan thayyiban innaka sami'ud du'a. Amen"

" O God, give me from Your side a good son. Verily, You are the Hearer of prayer."

"Hey.. hey...Baby, you're not papa, are you?" Farid looked worried when he saw the expression of his wife who was dumbfounded while shedding tears. He gently rubbed both of his wife's wet cheeks. Then he kissed her forehead while giving her a warm hug.