Matchmaker Surprise
Chapter 55
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“Cie, Opa's granddaughter is already an SD child,” Goda Vano. The fifty-year-old man seemed cool to tease the granddaughter who was smiling widely.
Tonight, the extended family is gathering at Stevan's residence. They're celebrating the graduation day of their only grandchild. Ah no, there is still a Gervan who has been legally a part of this family.
“How, happy not?” Vano asked again, this time the man raised the body of Heaven up on his lap.
The sky was enthusiastic.
“Happy dong, if it is already SD, it means Eagle is big. Well, if it's big, Eagle can take care of Mama.”
Hearing the grandchild's reply, Arya who sat beside Vano smiled. He patted the head of the sky a few times.
“Smart once Grandpa's grandson. What do the eagles want from Grandpa?”
For a moment Sky was silent, the boy tilted his head while putting his index finger on his chin, pretending to think.
“Elang want a robot, Grandpa,” replied Sky enthusiast.
I don't know how many toys he has. In fact, there are special toy cabinets. The cards look neatly lined up in it. Want as many toys as you have, whose names children will not feel satisfied.
Arya nodded. The treasure will not run out just to buy her granddaughter a toy. Want as much as possible, as long as Arya is able and Arya can, then she will follow the wishes of her granddaughter. For Arya, her grandson's happiness is her happiness as well.
While near them, there was a child who had been staring at them blankly. He's Gervan. He also wanted to be pampered by his grandfather like the Sky. He also wanted to joke with his grandfather. However, Gervan was self-aware, that it was difficult to happen.
Although the two men did not reject his presence, but until at any time, the affection between him and Sky must have been different. Gervan is nothing more than a child who feels lucky to meet Dara.
In front of the family, Gervan always tried to look okay, look happy. However, so far no one knows that his mental is not as good as his physical. Gervan's mentality was shaken, especially after the incident of torture by his uncle.
“Hey, how are you here, honey? Didn't join Opa and Grandpa?” That's Shira's voice.
Previously, the woman aimed to call Dara who was busy in the room. However, Shira cancelled her intention upon seeing Gervan who was just standing on the boundary between the living room and the living room.
Gervan looked up and shook his head slowly.
“Ngak, Grandma. Gervan was going to the kitchen, hehe.” The boy laughed awkwardly.
Shira nodded, trying to believe. Although it is not certain, Shira understands a little what is happening. The woman crouched down in front of Gervan. His hand rubbed the child's head gently.
“Gervan baby, you don't have to worry. Remember, you are part of this family. Opa and Grandpa are Gervan's grandfather too,” Shira said. “So, Gervan should not be ashamed to ask what Gervan wants, like Eagle.”
“Thank you, Grandma.”
“Ya already, come join Grandma to your mama's room,” take Shira.
Gervan nodded, the boy smiled as he grabbed the grandmother's hand. Both of them started to step away.
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At exactly half-eight, everyone in the house gathered at the dinner table, preparing to have dinner together, as well as a greeting for the graduation of their favorite granddaughter. Yes even if you just pass the Kindergarten, there is no harm in celebrating, right?
On the table, there are many types of food. Starting from simple food, to what looks luxurious.
“What would you like to eat?” dara asked, the woman looked at the sky while lifting the plate.
The sky seemed to be lapping, about what food he would eat tonight. The sky raised his hand, pointing at the food he wanted.
“Elang want fried chicken with shrimp krispi, Ma.”
Dara nodded, she gave him a plate of food that was complete as Heaven wished. Afterwards, the woman looked at Gervan.
“What do you want to eat?”
Gervan. “What are you taking, surely Gervan eat.” The boy smiled.
Dara sat down next to Stevan, after preparing food for her son and husband. Everyone at the table began to enjoy the food.
Just a few mouthfuls of food that entered her mouth, Dara already felt nausea that felt shaking her stomach. In a hurry, the woman moved from her seat. He stepped quickly towards the kitchen bathroom, leaving a huge question mark on everyone's head.
Hearing the sound of vomiting coming from the bathroom, Stevan immediately stood up. He banged on the bathroom door.
“Because open! What's wrong with you, Dar?”
Feeling no answer, Stevan's gaze dropped down, where the bathroom doorknob was. The man turned the doorknob, which turned out to be unlocked. Without wasting time, Stevan immediately stepped up, approaching the wife who was still busy spewing something from her mouth. Stevan kneels the nape of Dara slowly.
“Already?” tanyanya, after Dara after washing her mouth.
Dara nodded, the woman's lips looking pale.
“Why you?” ask Stevan. He got rid of the hair boy covering the woman's eyes. “There is pain, no?”
Dara shakes.
“I'm fine, Ste.” No one was sick, only he felt his body go limp.
“Ya already, let's go back to the dining table.” Stevan immediately led Dara out of the bathroom.
Upon Dara and Stevan's return, the two are stared questionably by them.
“Why are you, honey? Your face looks very pale you know,” said Anita.
Shira nodded, agreeing with the besan's opinion.
“Iya, Darling. You why? Pain?” Shira looked at Dara with her worried look.
Dara smiled faintly, she sat herself down at her original place. His eyes looked at Shira and Anita alternately, then shook their heads.
“Because, Ma, Bun. Maybe just catch a cold.”
Feeling that something was wrong, Shira and Anita looked at each other, as if discussing through a gaze. The next second, the two nodded simultaneously, then compactly looked back at Stevan.
The stared Stevan raised his eyebrows. The man did not understand what his mother did and also his mother-in-law.
“Mama with Mommy why?”
Shira and Anita shook their heads. The eyes of the two women looked meaningfully at Dara and Stevan.
Dara frowned confusedly.
“Loh, Dara just got in the wind. Bring sleep also healed.”
“No, anyway you guys have to go to the hospital tomorrow.”
“Ngapain, Ma? Dara, it doesn't hurt badly.” That's the voice of Arya who has since just watched the debate conducted by his wife and iron.
Shira turned her head quickly, she stared intently at the husband, making Arya instantly silent on the spot.
“Papa don't understand. Ah no. Anyway tomorrow you two go to the hospital. Gervan same Eagle let Mama take care.”
Anita nodded.
“Tomorrow you see doctor Riska.”
“Loh, doctor Riska is not an obstetrician, huh? So what's the connection?” ask Vano.
Dara nodded in understanding, she now understood the direction of Shira and Anita's conversation. Dara pulled the corner of her lips. The woman's hand stretched out rubbing her stomach. Is there really God's place here? Hope so.
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According to Shira and Anita's orders, the couple were preparing to go to the hospital. Although the results are uncertain, but what's wrong with trying, right?
“Come down,” take Stevan. The two step into the kitchen, with Stevan holding Dara's friendly arm.
“You guys ready?” shira asked, the woman was busy arranging food on the table.
Stevan nodded, leading Dara to sit down.
“Iya, Mother. You see if later, fear jammed.”
Shira nodded, she stepped towards Dara's chair. The woman smiled as she gently stroked Dara's hair.
“Mama pray, hope you are positive pregnant, Darling.”
Dara looked up, she smiled.
“Thank you, Mama. I hope so, huh? Aamiin.”
“Aamiin,” sahut Shira. The woman again rubbed Dara's head and then kissed Dara's forehead. “Mama love you, son. Whatever the circumstances, your prayer will continue to accompany your steps. Mama always wanted to see Mama's son happy.”
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Stevan stopped his car right in the hospital parking lot. The man went down, he circled his car, opening the door for the empress of his heart.
The couple stepped slowly, towards the doctor's office. Previously, Shira had first contacted the obstetrician; that Stevan and Dara would come.
“Assalamualaikum, Doctor,” greet Dara, along with the opening of the door of the room with the inscription ‘Riska’ Doctor Room on it.
“Waalaikumussalam, Mrs Dara, Mr. Stevan. Come in-entry.” The beautiful woman, in her proud white coat, invited the two to enter.
“Thank you.”
“So, your goal is you guys are here to check, is Dara positively pregnant or not?” doctor Riska asked, she tied her hands together on the table.
Dara nodded in repair.
“Iya, Doc.”
“Before we continue the examination, I want to ask first. Last time Bu Dara menstruated when?”
Dara seemed to be fondling answers, she looked at Stevan for a while, then looked at Riska doctor who was still waiting for an answer from him.
“Last two months ago, Doc.”
Doctor Riska nodded. He got up from his seat and pointed at the gurney in the room.
“Alright, Miss Dara please lie here. We'll run a check.”
Dara laid her body on top of the gurney, the woman's hand held tightly by Stevan.
While Stevan, he observed what Doctor Riska did with a fast-beating heart. Stevan can't wait for the results. Ah, as thrilling as this is to see the examination of the presence or absence of prospective children in the womb.
“Pak.”
Stevan flinched, he looked at Doctor Riska with a dazed look.
“Eh yes. What's up, Doc?” stevan asked, inviting the wife's laughter.
“Why you? How to daydream?” ask Dara.
Stevan grimaces, he scratches his head.
“So, my wife does papa, ‘kan, Doc?”
“Try Mr. look in the direction of monitor.”
Stevan follows the direction of Dr. Riska's view.
“There is a white dot, it is the prospective child Mother and Father.” Doctor Riska smiled. “Congratulations yes, Sir. Bu Dara's gestational age is six weeks old.”
Stevan stared intently at the monitor and then turned to Dara's stomach.
“Hai, Son. Welcome to Mama's womb. You're healthy in there, huh? Papa is waiting for your presence here,” said Stevan with a trembling tone, do not forget his right hand that continues to rub Dara's stomach gently. “Thank you, Darling.” Stevan peeks at the old Dara.
Dara smiled, she was happy. Finally what he was waiting for was present as well. Dara will definitely try to keep her baby. He doesn't want to, the kid he's going back to. Enough, let's hope destiny is on her side.
Thank you, O God. I know you have a big surprise for me. Every second that I pass, never escape from Your intervention. I know, you never leave me alone in distress. I know, You must have the best plan for Your servant. It's not the end of everything, but the beginning of happiness, hopefully.
Losing is more painful, but not given the chance is much more painful. For this, I leave you a message, never blame God's destiny. Consciously or not, God has prepared a happiness for you to enjoy, of course after a great storm hit.
God is All-Good, even when you leave Him as far away as possible, God will still embrace you; take you to a better place. God does not hate you, only he is looking at how long you can be away from Him.
From this story we learn, that destiny is never wrong sir. Every human being has a destiny both good and bad.
—Tamat—
