Miss of Sunday

Maternity and Maternity

"Faris, where are you?" Gina's Voice. Faris who was about to step foot in the elevator door decided to turn around and head for the parking lot. Faris half ran to get Gina.

From a distance Faris sees Gina in her car, leaning on the headrest while closing her eyes. Faris opened the steering door.

"You okay?" Ask Faris worried.

"Eitherway. Suddenly I feel dizzy."

"I told you not to push yourself too much. If you haven't fully recovered, then just rest at home."

"It's okay. I have to finish my abandoned work."

"Let your work be handled by others."

"No need. After this I'll be fine." Gina tried to get up and get out of her car. Faris helped by tapping his body. Then Gina held Faris' arm to maintain her body balance while walking.

"Are you sure you're okay?"

"Yes, I think so. It's just a side effect of the medicine I took this morning. A kind of cure for more rest."

"Oh, just go home. You need to rest a lot." Faris was beginning to worry about Gina.

"It's okay, I'm fine." Gina flashed a smile with slightly adorable eyes.

They walked towards Font with Gina still tightly hugging Faris' arm as usual. Everyone in the Font who looked at it already felt familiar. From the beginning they assumed Faris and Gina did have a special relationship.

This morning the elevator was very tight. Faris and Gina had to wait at the elevator door. Moments later the door opened and with another employee they entered the elevator. But when he turned around, Faris saw Sunday right in front of the elevator but did not enter until the door was closed. Faris looked clearly at Sunday who was looking at her sharply. There are flashes of anger that are mostly based on jealousy. Faris was a little bit upset. Arriving at the 4th floor Faris escorted Gina to her room.

"Are you sure you can work? Or if you don't want to go home, get some rest at Font's clinic."

"No, I'm sure I'm fine." Gina tried to convince Faris.

"alright. Don't push yourself to work if you're uncomfortable."

"Yes, thank you." Gina stroked Faris' cheek. And then Faris left Gina at her desk. Faris headed for the elevator to get to her room. But while in the elevator he knocks the floor where Sunday works. After arriving at the 4th floor, he headed for the Sunday room. Seeing that Sunday was not in his room, Faris called his phone. Not lifted. Faris got into the elevator and went down to the ground floor. Moments later the elevator doors opened but Sunday was not there. Faris headed to all the places on the ground floor. From clinics to caffetaria, all of Faris attended but Sunday was absent.

Meanwhile Sunday, who had reached the third floor of the emergency stairs, stopped his steps and sat on one of the stairs. Climbing stairs this high makes his feet quite sore. Sunday straightened his legs while massaging his calves. Flat shoes can still make it sore.

"Well, is it because I don't like to wear high heels? So that Gina always looks charming and walks with her always proud. Or because of Gina's fashionable and pleasing appearance and then it's so nice to be able to go together like that." Sunday grumbled while still massaging his feet.

"That sucks." Sunday lowered his face deeply. Then Sunday looked up with teary eyes.

"No, I have to be firm now. Yeah, I gotta be firm." Sunday then stood back up excitedly up the stairs to the 4th floor.

Sunday exited through the emergency staircase door and walked towards his room. His friends are already facing their laptops. Lita realizes Sunday's presence is a bit late and greets from her desk.

"You why?"

"What?" Sunday turned towards Lita.

"New tumben arrived?"

"I've just found a new way to exercise." Sunday put on a smile.

"What's that?"

"From ground floor to 4th floor using emergency stairs."

"That's right. That's so exhausting."

"Have a mouth, there will be no fatigue."

"Earp ya." Lita giggles. Sunday smiled wryly and faced his laptop that had entered windows.

"Follow me." Suddenly Faris entered the Sunday workspace and walked up to her and pulled her hand. Sunday gasped for the sudden treatment of Faris until he stood up and inevitably had to follow him. Before coming out of the door Sunday had seen his friends looking strangely at them.

"You see that?" Boby's approaching Lita. Lita nodded.

"You know what's going on?" Replace Lita shaking her head.

"I think there's something about them." Mario chimed in with still wearing a dumb face.

"Surely." Lita answered while realizing she was missing something.

Mr. Dedi walked out of his room and watched his teammates silently silence.

"Sunday hasn't left yet?" The third reflex pointed towards the door. Mr. Dedi turned his head in the direction they were pointing at but found nothing.

"What's wrong?" Mr. Dedi dyed because there was nothing.

"Pak Faris dragged Sunday out." Said Boby who first realized.

"Disropped?" Mr. Dedi was surprised by Boby's words.

"It's this way." Obviously Boby while demonstrating by pulling Lita's hand. Lita gasped and almost fell dragged so.

"You're just haphazardly pulling hands." Groused Lita

"I'm just showing it." Boby then chuckles, remembering that his actions almost made Lita fall. Lita manyun.

"But why did Mr Faris drag Sunday? What mistake did he make?"

"Of course." Boby lifted his shoulders while returning to his desk. Lita and Mario also seem to be returning to their work. While Mr. Dedi was wondering what happened with Sunday so Faris was very angry and came to his room and dragged Sunday with his own hands. Why not tell him to come to Faris' room and scold her. Mr. Dedi thought and went back to his office.

Faris took Sunday to the elevator.

"Take it off, it hurts a lot." Faris remained silent and did not speak anything. His gaze was still straight ahead regardless of Sunday's grievances whose wrists were within Faris' grasp. Arriving on the 6th floor, Faris took Sunday into his room and sat him on the sofa.

"Where have you been? I've been looking all over the place but you're not around. I thought you were back home. Why do you like to worry me so much?"

"Now you can no longer worry about me." Sunday showed off his smile that was made as sweet as possible. Faris was astonished by Sunday's attitude as sweet as that. Faris stared at Sunday. Sunday tried to calm down stared at like that.

"If there's nothing I have to do, I'll get out." Sunday is smiling.

"What the fuck are you?" Faris was increasingly astonished by Sunday's behavior. Had he fallen somewhere and his brain was slightly damaged.

"What's wrong with you?"

"There's nothing. So I have to get back to work because I have a lot of work to do."

"You're angry with me?" Ask Faris

"So yes but not anymore. I am no longer angry with you because I am no longer entitled." Answer Sunday relax.

"What do you mean?"

"Yes, I've decided to save my heart. It turns out that only I can save him. You you? Up to no time will it ever be able to." Sunday smiled sarcastically.

"Explain to me what you mean. Don't go around like that."

"Let's break up." Sunday stared in the other direction and was still reluctant to see the face of Faris who was sitting next to him looking fixedly at him.

"Say it again." Faris covered both cheeks Sunday and made her look at Faris.

"When you talk to someone, you have to look them in the eye." Sunday rebelled but Faris kept him in his original position.

"Take me off." Sunday tried to take Faris' hand off his cheek.

"Say once again you want to break up with me." Faris was starting to look angry. Sunday looked at Faris' sharp eyes.

"I want to break up." That short sentence came out as well.

"I don't want to." Faris replied firmly and removed her hand from Sunday's face.

"As far as you. I obviously want to end this. I was wrong to trust my heart to you. And you like to play it. For a moment you made soar into space but on another occasion you slammed until it broke apart." Sunday is still trying to say casually at a time like this.

"Does that have anything to do with what happened in the elevator?"

"Whatever it is, I want us to stop. I surrendered. As long as we're together, you never change."

"What you see isn't like that."

"Whatever it is I don't care." Sunday turned his face away.

"Gina is still recovering so she's not feeling well and I'm just helping her." Obviously Faris and hope Sunday changes his mind with that.

"You know, this is what I can't. How can I be in a relationship with you and feel so happy while there are other girls who can't even live without you. Then where's my conscience."

"That's why I wanted to match Gina with Victor so that she would have other support besides me. So that he doesn't depend on me anymore."

"But in fact he can't without you." Sunday took a breath.

"I would die if I weren't with you. So you can't just make the decision to break up." Faris began to soften her voice while still holding Sunday's hand.

"You must review this desire of yours. I can't just take your dropout proposal. We have to think about it again." Faris squeezes Sunday fingers.

"Rather than breaking up I'm more accepting if you want to take a short break from our relationship. During the break, I won't force you to act as my girlfriend but I will always remain your best boyfriend."

"Basic bucin." Sunday smiled sinisterly glancing at Faris.

"Slave love or whatever it is, I accept all your assumptions because I just want to show my sincerity that I'm not who you think I am." Faris kissed the Sunday fingers. Sunday looked at Faris. He never knew Faris would be this strong to bind him and make him unable to move. Being with him is so comfortable. This beautiful. Looking into his eyes was the most beautiful thing he felt at this moment.

"Hows it? Would you consider it again?" Faris lirih.

Faris' words were still ringing in his ears as he asked to come out earlier.

"Don't give up let alone give up. I just want you to be with me. Not Gina."

Considering that Sunday is a dilemma. On the one hand, he loves Faris, but on the other hand, every time he sees Faris' closeness with Gina makes him jealous and feels guilty about dating the man Gina likes. It made his mind feel like it was stirring.

Arriving at the 4th floor Sunday out of the elevator door. But just a few steps walking he found Rima standing with her hands resting against the wall and holding her enlarged belly. Sunday approaching.

"Why, Brother?"

"Oh, I seem to be bedwetting."

"What???" Sunday saw the floor below Rima standing.

"Sister.it..."

"When I move it feels like I pee constantly. But if it's quiet like this I'm okay." Rima grimacing.

"Is your stomach hurting or heartburn?"

"No." Rima.

"Sister should go to the hospital."

"I think so."

"Please wait here for a moment. Don't move much. I'll get you a wheelchair at the clinic." Sunday ran to the elevator, entered it and took a wheelchair. A few moments later Sunday came again while pushing the wheelchair.

"Thank you." Sunday helped Rima to sit in a wheelchair. After that Rima opened the phone and contacted someone. It looks like it's Mr. Herman.

Arriving on the ground floor, in front of Font has parked an ambulance belonging to the clinic Font to take Rima to the hospital. Sunday went into the ambulance accompanying Rima.

"Thank you, Sun." Rima who was lying on the ambulance trolley looked at Sunday with a smile.

"I think this liquid coming out is amniotic."

"Yes, I think so too. Take it easy, everything will be fine."

"Yes, look at my stomach that big. There is something in it that shakes. Looks like he wants to get out." Rima laughed a little.

"Is it time, brother?"

"not yet. Just entered the 36th week."

"Yes, my brother, don't move too much. Rest." Rima nodded and enjoyed her first experience of being in an ambulance as a patient.

Rima's ambulance arrived at the nearest hospital and immediately received treatment from the medical team to be taken to the ICU room and get first aid. Mr. Herman came in a hurry.

"How, Sun?" Asking as soon as we got near Sunday.

"It looks like Rima's membranes broke, sir."

"Is it time for her to give birth?"

"It could be, sir."

"But I think it's next month." Just then a nurse arrived.

"Who is Rima's mother's guardian?" Ask the nurse.

"I am her husband." Answer Herman quickly.

"Let's come with me. The doctor wants to talk to you." Herman followed the nurse. Sunday sat in the waiting chair. His legs still felt trembling after seeing a lot of amniotic fluid coming out of Rima earlier.

"How's Rima doing?" Suddenly Faris was already standing in front of him. Sunday looked up at Faris who was that tall from a sitting position.

"He's under observation and Mr. Herman is talking to the doctor."

"What's going on?" Ask Faris while sitting next to Sunday.

"Let's go, I met Rima's sister on the 4th floor and her establishment broke. Then I brought it here."

"He is so stubborn. I told you to apply for leave but still work. I'll definitely fire her if anything happens to the baby." Faris Gerrutu.

"You're not her husband but why is this angry?" Sunday held back laughter looking at Faris's grumbling expression like that.

"How not to be angry, he's so wayward. I'll definitely scold her all out after this."

"You are so close."

"That's how." Faris. But then looked at Sunday straight.

"You're jealous of me because I'm concerned for Rima?"

"No."

"You sure?" Faris wanted to make sure.

"Related."

"Why aren't you jealous when I pay attention to Rima and do the opposite to Gina?"

"Hey, I'm not a fool. Why would I be jealous of you with Rima's sister if she loved Mr. Herman so much." Sunday and then a little laugh.

"My logic still works fine, you know."

Faris then smiled. Mr. Herman came and said that Rima had to undergo a cesarean section because the amniotic had begun to thin. His face seemed worried thinking about his wife's circumstances.

"Let's just calm down, everything's gonna be fine. Just wait, your baby will be born soon." Faris tried to calm Herman, who was now in front of the operating room.

"Yes Ris. I'm just worried about Rima being there alone fighting."

"You too, fight by praying." Herman nodded. But his face was very agitated. Sunday looks tense too.

"Why are you so tense?" Faris grabbed Sunday's hand and held it. Sunday looked at Faris.

"I'm not tense." Sanggah.

"But your face is pale."

"I was just thinking that giving birth turned out to be that scary. Seeing Kak Rima's amniotic fluid that flows like that I became trembling. Does it feel like pain? Or pain or..."

"You have this, if you give birth for a minute it will certainly not be a mother who wants to give birth to children many times." Faris laughed a little.

"But it's still very scary for me."

"Just calm down, when you give birth later I will always accompany you. Consider it the same as maternity."

"Speak what are you? How can it be the same." Sunday cheeks are cheeked.

"Yes, first, second, third, fourth, fifth. Everything's as safe as you're going to the beauty salon."

"Hey, who wants to have that many kids?"

"I want to have a lot of kids. Says many children much windfall." Faris smiled at jumawa.

"You're the only one pregnant then."

"If I could I would do it. But unfortunately I'm not a seahorse." Faris laughing. Sunday blushed his lips. His face was cute with a duck face expression so.

"Well, whatever baby we have, I want you to be his mother." Faris looked at Sunday softly. Sunday turned away his merry face.

"What are you talking about. We've even just been in a relationship but you've been talking about something like this." Faris clasped her hand even more. Herman just smiled looking at the two of them from a distance and the sight comforted him a little from anxiety.

Then from inside the operating room came the sound of baby crying. Herman cupped both palms to his relieved face. Sunday and Faris looked at each other and smiled happily. Faris sempAt saw Sunday breathed a sigh of relief as free from a heavy burden.

There is still plenty of time to convince Sunday about struggling during labor. But what he must and must always do now is convince Sunday about the seriousness of his feelings. All he loved was Sunday. There was nothing but him.