MY LOVE ENDS WITH YOU

TESPACK 2'S

NARITA POV

 

When the glass of milk was right in front of me and I smelled a very unpleasant smell, I couldn't bear to vomit.

Hoooeek,,, hoekkkk,,, I immediately stood up and ran small towards the sink. I spewed out everything I had eaten. It was as if there was nothing left in my stomach, until I finally stopped vomiting. Again and again my body went back limp. I felt Bi Jah holding my hands and arms to help me keep having the strength to stand.

“The lady,,,” called him on the sidelines I cleaned my mouth from the rest of the vomit.

“Already?” he asked again and after I answered him with a nod, he pushed me back to the dining table.

“Bi, please get rid of this glass!” I put away the milk in front of me, and after I sat down properly, Bi Jah took the milk back to the kitchen, and then he sat down next to me.

My right hand was still holding my head which felt heavy while my left hand was holding my stomach which felt a little nauseous.

“Mistress, I saw some days of frequent vomiting, did Madam already say Den Davis?” Bi Jah kneaded my nape gently.

“Numbered, Bi. Davis could not be contacted. His phone is dead” I replied weakly.

“Hmmm, what, a what mistress has tried tespack?” Aunty said it stammeringly.

I raised my originally bowed face, looking fixedly at Bi Jah with a flat expression, no smile at all. This is what they have in mind right now, when I see me vomiting, pale face, and weak body.

“The guy wants to eat more? It seemed like it was vomiting a lot” Bi Jah understood my facial expression, so he did not wait for my answer.

“Udah no taste, Bi. But may I ask for help cut into pieces Bi's fruit. I'll take her to room.” Bi Jah got up from his seat and passed into the kitchen.

Upon Bi Jah's return to the dining table carrying the cut fruit, he helped me walk towards the room.

“Thank you, Bi” when I got to my room, I thanked Bi Jah for helping me. He replied with a smile and lowered his head for a moment and walked out of the room.

After I locked the door, I walked to the side of the bed, grabbed a glass of water filled with water and gulped it down. After my thirst was cured, I grabbed a bag on the nightstand, took a small white plastic bearing the name of the pharmacy and started taking one of the tespacks.

Without feeling the water droplets dripping from the corners of my two eyes, I wiped them slowly interspersed with soft suction. Either this is emotional for a moment or a feeling of worry that has been very explosive. When will he not tell me? Why is it that all the access connected to it seems to be cut off just like that. What the hell happened to him? Although I stared at the tespack, but I remembered it instead.

I was considering using the tespack tonight as well, but I paused my intention due to the accuracy of the results. I finally got the tespack back to where it all is. I went to the bathroom to fetch water and prepare for worship.

Tonight I went back to sleep without a word and a word from him. However, it is not difficult for me to fall asleep immediately because it seems like my body is very tired.

The next day, I woke up to a call to prayer from the Adhan of Fajr. Shortly after touching both eyes and trying to collect lives, I woke up from a sleeping position. I immediately grabbed the phone on the nightstand, activating the mobile data mode. I waited for a while, hoping to get the notification I was expecting, but,,, I had to be disappointed, again no word from him.

What a fool, the tears flowed again without excuse. I rubbed it rough then got up and grabbed the plastic and walked towards the toilet.

My eyes ached as I looked at the three tespacks I had dipped in the urine simultaneously showing the results. Soon I get one by one the tespack. Once again I became very crybaby, I could no longer endure the sobs and tears that flowed soberly.

There was an immeasurable gratitude in between the worry that was seeping from my sanitary recesses.

Thank you God for the grace, the beautiful trust that You have placed in us.

Thank you for giving me the opportunity to have him here.

I will always take care of her, love her, and protect her.

For me he is my strength now, my encouragement, and my future.

My hands caress my still thin stomach, with sobs and tears.

I put the three tespacks down and I took the water. After performing the Fajr Prayer, I took all three testpacks and photographed them. After taking pictures, I kept them in a thin pouch where I kept jewelry and precious metals and letters.

I sat back at the end of the bed against the back of the bed. I held my phone and looked at the third photo of the tespack. Tears that never dry now even have to flow back. Bad shadows suddenly danced before my eyes. I shook my head repeatedly and removed the shadow, hoping to make it disappear into the cold night, but my hopes were in vain. The bad shadow came back and mocked me.

Oh, my God, I don't want to be alone.

I want him to get love from her too.

I gently rubbed my stomach.

Son, I haven't told your father your presence. I'd be glad you were in mom's stomach. Son, stay healthy there, we both wait for dad to come home. Son, pray for my business to be finished soon and be reunited with us.

Son, I didn't expect your presence to be so fast. Your presence gives color to the happiness of father and mother. I'm really happy, honey.

I tried to suggest that I was always strong and happy with his presence, so that slowly the tears dried up, a smile rose, and as if it had strength, she said, I stood up from my seat and prepared to take a shower and leave the office.

I'm grateful I didn't vomit this morning. It seems that in addition to positive thoughts and happiness it turns out eating cut fruit makes full and do not feel excessive nausea. This time Bi Jah brought me pieces of fruit to be able to make snacks in the office.

The online taxi dropped me off in front of the lobby. As I was about to enter the lobby, I heard someone call my name. I looked up and smiled looking at him who was also smiling at me.

“Morning can smile as sweet as this, it could be an encouragement for me” exclaimed the man and I just pursed my lips to hear the flutter.

“Happy really, honey! Any happy news?” spontaneously I glared at the call ‘Sayang’ from him, even some employees/employees who are currently near us immediately turned to us when they heard him call me that name. 

Even this time, his hand boldly embraced me, I directly moved away from him and struck his impolite hand. He only replied to her with a slightly jarring laugh. I was just shaking my head at his behavior this time. He came back to me.

“You seem to be healthy, already back like Narita who was like before!” he said look at me.

“Alhamdullillah” my reply was short.

“What pain doctor says?” 

“In the wind” lied to me and he's just a mangosteen.

“Nie!” he handed her something wrapped in plastic that he had been holding.

“What?” I haven't accepted it, just seen it.

“Warm chicken pulp” he grabbed my hand and forced me to accept the plastic.

“Thank you” I replied with a smile receiving the plastic.

When the elevator opens on the 5th floor, I immediately say goodbye to Daniel and get off.

“Wait!” he grabbed my arm and came down with me on the 5th floor.

 

TO BE CONTINUED

 

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