Marrying My Ex-Husband's Boss

Which one, Doc?

Harris's breathing grew more and more erratic. The anxiety that struck him was now twice as great. His mind is bad. Tangled masai. Various kinds of preconceptions began to appear.

The first to appear was a critical condition so he had to be treated intensively.

"Where's the care doctor, Sus?" Harris asked the nurse who was still covered in fear at the end of the room.

The nurse was confused. However, not until he answered, the one he was looking for appeared.

"What's this?" Men wear purplish shirts, look their eyes sharp, and intimidate when they see a noisy crowd.

Harris twisted his body, he was no less sharp and ready to kill in between his anxiety.

"I'm looking for my wife, some time ago, she was brought here,"

The man was silent, momentarily analyzing, searching for lies. Then, the man took a breath.

"Women who fainted a moment ago, are being examined by a doctor in the gynecologist. Please take this sir to the gynaecologist" said the man who turned out to be the doctor to Harris and the nurse earlier.

Johan loosened his check, he and Angga were glued to the young doctor. Contents? Inner Johan. Slowly, the corners of his lips lifted as he lowered his hands from the chest of Angga.

Harris darted to the door following the nurse who was walking hastily in front of him. He didn't ask anything, he just wanted to see his wife immediately and know how she was doing.

Until it is at the end of the corridor, next to the entrance for visitors, there is a large inscription emblazoned with the name of the doctor and what part of the room is exactly.

There was a woman standing there, leaning her back against the bluish-green wall. The orange that pierced the darkness of dawn began to appear in the skies. Make the face below clearly visible without the help of lighting lamps.

The woman stood up straight when she saw someone coming. The two eyes meet. But no one spoke, until a voice full of relief called out.

"Nisa," Angga ran over to the woman.

At the same time, the nurse asked Harris to wait at the door as he asked the owner for permission to enter.

Before long the door opened again, and with a nod from the nurse, Harris walked into the room refracting the cold. Gooseflesh.

The nurse led Harris to another room that was blocked by a curtain. The sound of friction ring on the top of the curtain collided with his pipe, forcing the two women inside to turn their heads.

Harris is still riveted, relieved. Seeing the woman who had driven him mad all night was lying down in a shirt that was exposed upwards. She looked at him with tears streaming down the corner of her eyes. It was obvious that he was having a great deal of trouble holding back the sound that was about to jump from his lips.

One long step, and Harris had already reached his wife. Unable to prevent, Harris hit his wife with a neck. Both crying.

"Honey....Honey!" Whisper Harris on the side of Kira's head held up by her hands.

"Sorry Brother, darling!" Harris said as he peeked at the side of Kira's head. That is the only word he said over and over again.

Harris pulled her face, looking at Kira who opened her eyes slowly. Harris rubbed Kira's cheeks in a blush.

Her left hand that was stuck in an infusion tube, stretched out toward her husband, hissing, "Abang"

"Yes, Honey! Brother is here!" Harris welcomed his wife's cold, white hands. Grasping each other. Put it on his chest. Her lips landed on Kira's forehead, which managed to make her even more as excited. Lara the two melted into one. Half the soul is back together.

I want Kira to hug the guy who is rubbing his hair now. However, the pain in his rib section, rendered him helpless. Kira could only hug her husband's arm. Crying there. Still imagined the despair that surrounded him a moment ago. She didn't even know she could see her husband again.

"Sorry Brother, darling! You didn't find you soon!" Harris' whisper is still above Kira. It can no longer be revealed how happy and relieved he was to find his wife. Although he should have known, his wife was a stoic woman. That bad shadow shouldn't make her upset.

The doctor who had just applied the gel on Kira's stomach, smiled. "You're her husband?"

The woman's doctor's question unfolds a heartwarming moment of encounter. They walked away from each other after realizing there was someone else in this room.

Harris was silent for a moment, styling himself. "Yes, I'm her husband,"

Harris got up and stood up straight, but he did not let go of his eye or hand.

"It's getting better" said the Doctor with a smile.

"So, you two don't know if there's a baby in here?" The doctor asked him to start moving the transducer that had just been placed under Kira's belly button. The doctor noticed the black and white monitor screen and Kira alternately.

Both Harris and Kira froze. Both of their minds were empty for a while. The Doctor's words were like sucking them to the other side of the world.

"Look at that," the doctor showed a black screen with indistinct white letters. "The pregnancy sac is still intact, and there's a white spot in the middle, that's your baby's candidate,"

"Wait a minute, Doctor! What do you mean Doctor?" Harris was confused. He still hasn't focused on the doctor's explanation.

The doctor sighed, "Master, your wife is pregnant, and she was bleeding. To be sure and decide on the next course of action, I checked your wife's content through the USG. This is where your baby lives and develops, and this, this little spot, is your embryo or your future fetus,"

The doctor patiently explained as he pointed at the monitor screen with his index finger.

Harris and Kira looked at each other and reviewed the smiles. Both are clutching tighter.

Harris leaned in, narrowed, saw nothing, saw only a bullet-hole-like circle, "Which one, Doc?"

The doctor sighed again, "It's still very small, like a grain of rice, Master! Maybe this is only about 5 weeks, wait another month and it will look a little clear!"

"Annex? For long? How about tomorrow?" Chirps Harris, her face is gradually blushing. It paid off already her fear last night, with bliss rising, filling her.

The doctor laughed without a sound, "If tomorrow is just another day, even he has not increased by a speck, Mister!"

"What's the lack of material, Doc? How can it be so small?" Again, Harris's question embarrassed Kira. He squeezed Harris' hand into it.

The doctor closed his eyes while breathing out. There is just the behavior of prospective fathers that makes him sometimes anxious himself.

"It's not so, sir! Every fetus or fetus comes from one of your most powerful ingredients. Although there are billions of others. And why can it be small, because it's only 5 weeks or less than a month."

"But Doc, my wife a few days ago still coming months? How are you pregnant now?"

Kira nodded confirming the explanation of the beautiful Doctor in front of her. Indeed, he only experienced slight brownish spots, and sometimes there, sometimes not. I don't know, Kira didn't realize she was pregnant either. She did not feel sick like her previous pregnancy.

"You have to bedrest for a month, don't get too tired, stress, and don't have sex first" the doctor told Harris.

"Dok, was the bleeding caused by the kick I had?" Kira was ahead of her husband who was about to protest. A month? Harris must have appealed. And it makes Kira shy and embarrassed to the Doctor who has treated him this.

"No, Miss! If you get a kick, you may have miscarried. The kick injured the diaphragm muscle, it seemed, the kick was not very strong!"

"Maybe you were under a lot of pressure and in a lot of fatigue!" Said the doctor again while wiping the former gel that was used to do USG.

"Is there anything I want to ask you again?" Kira nodded weakly.

"All right then! I will prescribe medications and vitamins to strengthen your content! After this, you will be transferred to the treatment room" said the Doctor, standing up from his chair.

***

The narrow clinic bed seemed to scream at the two unconscious humans. Both of them put their weight on it. Recumbent and slanted. Hugging each other, as if I hadn't seen each other in a long time. The sturdy hand was still slipping behind the toska-colored clothes. Rubbing it around and slowly. The man's nose rests on the cheek near his wife's closed ear.

"Is it still sick?" Harris asked as he looked at Kira who grimaced as she shifted her body.

Kira nodded with a smile. "It wasn't that painful."

"Darling, forgive brother, yes! Because of Brother, you get hurt like this!" Harris rewarded Kira with a kiss. Repetitively.

"It's my fault for not being vigilant either!" Kira tilted her face, and rubbed her husband's cheek, slightly pulling it for Harris to look at her face. "Don't keep blaming yourself!"

Both looked at for a moment. Longing is always there in both pairs of those eye beads.

"Honey," Harris' low voice looked more like a tickling sigh, "Don't ever leave me!"

On his shoulder his wife tightly. As if reluctant to separate.

"I told you, I'm not leaving you! I will always be with you!" Said Kira as she stroked the softly coiled arm on her chest.

"Thank you for protecting my efforts here!" Harris rubbed his wife's flat stomach again.

"That's my job! No need to thank me!" Kira makes a smile. "You're glad your seeds are sprouting?"

"of course! Why indeed? I don't look happy?" Harris raised his tilted head and looked at his wife in surprise. His eyebrows had even fused in the follow frown on his forehead.

"It's nothing! I'm just asking! You seem to be thinking of something!" Kira glanced at her husband who was still staring at her.

"What kind of punishment do you want for them?" Harris put his head back. Observing those star-like eyes from the side.

"I want one on one with Riana!" Kira laughed without a sound.

Harris blinked, his lips curled down, "Winata?"

"Just give it up!" Kira pitted her head against both of them. "I definitely don't want to see that person's face again! It sucks!"

Kira still remembered the man's disgusting expression when she saw it, as well as mixing something into the drink that would be given to her.

"Where did you call Winata?" Connect with Kira when Harris doesn't speak.

Silent.

That regular roar of breath made Kira smile. He linked his fingers to the hand that was still on his stomach. Grasping happiness. Unite his whole soul. Drowning their dreams together. The sea of life is even just beginning, the boat in the forging has just found its wood. Both of them waded through the ocean with ripples that were able to reverse it.

***

The epilogue...

.

.

"Sir, where are my shoes?" Shouted a boy wearing a gray white uniform, standing on the porch of his simple house. The shoes and socks that were prepared yesterday afternoon are gone.

From inside the house, a mother was holding a baby girl with a bottle of milk in her hand, running to her first child.

"Otherwise, Sep? Yesterday it was put there, how could it not exist? You got it wrong, Sep?" Said the Mother while wiping the sweat on her forehead. He was annoyed with his careless son.

"There's no, Mama! Asep put it here, yesterday!" Asep wants to cry. "Mommy, that's Asep's new shoe!"

"Find the truth, Sep! Once in the neighbor's cat!" Said the original mother, she dropped the female toddler from her sling. And start looking where her kid's shoes are disappearing.

"There is, Mom! Asep has gone to the well! Mak we have to report Mr Rt! There's a burrowing roaming around aiding Asep's shoes!" Asep whining.

"Et bye, boy! If why not bring your father's motorbike in the one beside the house, even take your shoes that are not how much the price!" Mum replied annoyed with her son's silly thoughts.

"Udah wear old shoes, later if you have a fortune to buy again, Sep!"

"Mom, Asep wants to be the leader of the ceremony this morning! How can I wear those torn Asep shoes!" Say Asep while shedding tears. Shoes that he thought were precious for his special moment. Asep disappointed.

•

•

•