
Zia this morning returned nauseous. When he woke up he had not found Zidan beside him. Until he vomited for almost half an hour, Zidan had not yet returned home. Usually Zidan will help Zia massage her neck or stroke her stomach.
Yuck... Hukkk....
"Udah dong hicks... Zia tired... Yuck.." Zia even cried so long she vomited. His stomach was sore, but his nausea did not go away.
Zia sat on the cold bathroom floor tired of squatting. His whole body was suffocated, Zia closed her eyes while sobbing softly, her hands stroking her stomach trying to negotiate with her fetus to stop making her nauseous.
"Udah...Zidan hasn't come home yet, I'm an elusive one" whispered Zia as she tried to pull back and lean against the toilet wall.
Zia closed her eyes and looked up, trying to hold back her vomit again, her guts like they had all come out, vomiting this time the worst of all.
About ten minutes Zia was silent and tried to control herself. Zia heard the roar of Zidan's motorbike and she breathed a sigh of relief, finally the one she had been waiting for since she came home as well. Zia let Zidan call his name, he did not have the energy to just answer, also when he opened his mouth, he was afraid to vomit again.
"ZIAA!" zidan shouted when he found Zia sitting limp in the bathroom. Zidan immediately lifted up his wife's body and took her to the room. Actually, his shoulder hurt even more when he lifted Zia but he ignored her.
"Vomiting again? I'm sorry I came home late, "sorry Zidan when he put Zia's body on the bed. Zia only muttered indistinctly and instead pulled Zidan's hand into her stomach, her stomach still feeling nauseous right now.
Zidan stroked the stomach slowly, "still vomiting?"
Zia shook her head, "She was naughty, Zia said she did not want to recede, Zidan's turn was immediately nauseous," Zia said, her nausea was immediately gone, but her body was still very weak, and she was still very sick, nearly an hour of vomiting was enough to drain his energy.
Zidan took the drink he had prepared every time he left for work and gave it to Zia. Zia drank it up because her throat was dry.
"Gue ready to eat first" said Zidan moved from the room to the kitchen.
Zidan poured the chicken porridge he bought earlier, made milk, and dissolved the vitamin Zia and brought it back to the room.
"Why is it so late?" zia asked as Zidan placed the tray on the study table.
"Sorry yes, it was offered additional work to transport cement with sand in the market," replied Zidan sitting on the edge of the mattress next to Zia who sat leaning on the headboard.
Zia only nodded weakly and would take the bowl in Zidan's hand, but Zidan first prevented it, "Gue bribe aja, your hand follow lemes for sure."
"Open her mouth," Zidan ordered as Zia continued to look at him instead. Zia slowly opened her mouth, but her gaze continued to pay attention to Zidan's tired-looking face.
"What a tape?" asked Zia on the sidelines she chewed. Zidan simply nodded and was busy spooning the porridge from the bowl.
Zidan was tired, lifting rice, sembako and dozens of bags of cement was not an easy thing, even his shoulders were scuffed and so sore, his legs were too.
"Lo vomit didn't stop?" zidan asked as Zia looked more limp than usual.
Zia nodded, "An hour of wealth, from the dawn prayer until Zidan had just come home and stopped" he replied.
"I'm sorry. Just try I was not late to go home, you will not be rich gini," said Zidan regretted, but how else he also made a living for Zia.
"Whoa, Zidan is also looking for money for Zia," Zia said as she received a glass of milk that Zidan handed over and drank it.
"Lo stay for him, I work hard for you, you also become rich because of him. Will you keep fighting with me for him?" zidan asked seriously while holding Zia's stomach and looked towards Zia who was drinking milk. The atmosphere instantly turned into haru.
Zia nodded and smiled, she also put her hand on Zidan's hand on her stomach, "Zia wants to fight with Zidan for her sake, Zia loves him so much."
Zidan nodded then took the empty glass from Zia's hand. The last one is to drink vitamins for fetal health in the stomach Zia. After all Zidan finished bathing and forbade Zia to go to school, Zia complied because to climb out of the mattress only she could not.
Zidan did not have the heart to leave Zia alone, but today he has a daily repetition. Zidan does not want to underestimate the school now, he has felt the rigors of work without a high school diploma.
Zidan first prepared the biscuits and fruit left from his bundle a few days ago, and placed it on the mattress beside Zia, putting it on the side of Zia, exactly where he slept complete with drinks and snacks market that he bought earlier.
"Would eat. If you want anything to tell me, I will go home to buy it," said Zidan put a tray full of food. Zidan is ready with Trisatya's signature uniform.
"Yes later Zia abisin. Zidan is the spirit of the school so that the dedenya proud to have a rich father Zidan," said Zia enthusiastically, even with a limp body and pale lips.
Zidan could not help but smile, I l here's how he baper.
What was 'papa?' it felt like nano-nano once when Zia called it papa.
Zidan crouched down beside Zia who was still sitting leaning on the bed, then rubbed Zia's stomach, "Don't be naughty, papa buyin what you want if you don't make your mama sick," zidan whispered in Zia's stomach.
"Gue departed," said Zidan got up and picked up his bag and stepped out of the room.
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"Reply now! One of the targets did not go to school. He was alone at home" said someone who had been watching over Zidan and Zia's house.
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Zidan is seriously working on a daily replay of economic subjects. But somehow from then on his feelings were restless, I don't know what made him not calm like this.
"Zidan Harsya!" shouted Bu Abidah as an economics teacher. Zidan jumped in shock, then circulated his gaze and all the students who turned out were looking towards him.
"Yes Ma? Why?" asked Zidan with a confused look.
"Daritadi mom called instead of daydreaming. Wagging what? Ayra?" tanya Bu Abidah who invited cheers from the entire class. Indeed, the whole school knows his connection to Ayra, except the principal may.
"Udah no longer with Ayra, Mom," cried Dyu from the back table.
"already have. Now you collect the paper, you just have not collected it," Abidah said to Zidan, Zidan immediately handed it over, shortly the break bell rang.
XI IPA 1'S
"Gue wants to go to the toilet, you go to the cafeteria first," Keyna said when Sherena took her to the cafeteria.
"Bareng aja, I'm going with you," said Sherena who is taken by Keyna.
They walked towards the toilet, when in the quiet hallway they met with the class sister they had helped from Adel at that time, the glasses girl walked towards Keyna and Sherena.
Right next to Keyna, the girl pulls Keyna's hand, causing Keyna to stop her steps.
"Sister Zia. Nowow. Please." whispered the girl then ran away leaving Keyna in a hurry.
Keyna was silent for a long time, trying to digest the speech of her underclassman.
"Key! Why?" sherena asked as Keyna fell silent and did not respond at all.
Keyna immediately ran to the cafeteria when he understood the meaning of the girl's words, the confused Sherena just followed him.
BRACKET!
Keyna breaks down the table that houses the Atlansa core.
"Wehhh casual Boss Ma'am!" said Dyu shocked his table was kicked and made a quite loud sound.
"Why?" galen asked who saw Keyna's panicked face.
"Ziaa... Zia... We have to help him now" said Keyna in a panic, Zidan and Zio immediately rose up followed by Galen, Dyu, and Heaven.
"Zia why?" zidan asked in a panic, his heart immediately beat as Keyna mentioned Zia's name.
Keyna shook her head, "No idea. But there was a code tag if Zia why."
"Take Zia out now" said Galen and the others following her to the parking lot. Galen talked a little with the security guard, then they opened the gate and immediately forwarded his motorbike to the contract Zia and Zidan at high speed.
On the unrelenting journey Zidan prays that Zia will be fine.
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