My Ottoman Girl

Pregnancy checkup

The night begins to age, the air outside the house gets colder making two security in his post raises the zipper of his leather jacket to the top. The puff of hot steam from the white coffee cup was billowing upwards.

"Mun, how come more and more packages are not clear the sender, huh? " ask security named Sarmin to his friend Munandar.

The two men in their 25s were on standby guarding Hafiz's house. They have been working here for almost 1 year on security references in the parent house that still have kinship relations.

" Don't know Min, but said Mas Bos later if there is another package for the young mistress without a name and suspicious in order to sort it here. Then if the contents of our food are told to eat! "munandar said as he turned on the 14-inch television on the wall of the post.

"When the food is poisonous? metong dong if we eat? "reply to Sarmin.

Munandar scratched his non-itchy head scratch. The man who came from the Holy area was also frightened if the food contained poison. Wah can break the marriage with his lover Mimin who is in the village.

Sarmin whines and shows off his big teeth. " Who are you upset, right? but during this food received by Mas Bos it is safe if we eat. So you don't have to be afraid of poison! "

The 2-year-old man from Munandar tried to convince his friends, so far the food given by the young boss never made them sick and ended up in the hospital.

Finally, they agreed to ignore the turmoil of his heart so as not to meet the incident that has not happened. As they were conversing, a car stopped in front of the fence of the mansion. A middle-aged lung man who was still athletic and had a little sideburn on his face came out and opened the car door for the woman next to him. Then the two people swung their steps towards the security post.

"Good night Sir, I want to meet Mr. Hafiz Birendra" said the man who turned out to be Dr. Ratih's husband.

The two security men turned their heads and stood in honor of the arrival of his young master's guest.

"Good night, sorry with whose father ?" ask Sarmin politely.

"I am Rudy and this is my wife Dr. Ratih who will check the contents of Hafiz's wife" replied Dr. Ratih's husband kindly.

Rushing Sarmin and Munandar invite his guests in and have his car parked in the inner yard only because outside prone to car orders.

Mr. Rudy then gave his car keys to Sarmin after asking if the sexurity could drive a car and it turned out that Sarmin could indeed and took over to park his guest vehicle.

Mundandar drove the two men into the house. It just so happens that both parents of Hafiz sednag gathered at the dinner table with his son and daughter-in-law for dinner together to enjoy Izz's cooking which last afternoon learned to cook with Bibi.

Ms. Zahira was very happy with the arrival of her adoptive sister and husband and invited all of you to enjoy the cuisine of her daughter.

Mr. Rudy and his late Dr. Ratih were willing to follow Bu Zahira's invitation. And after the two sat down, Mr. Birendra invited all his prayers.

"Please Auntie and Om in Izza cuisine if it is not good please understand because it is just learning" said Iza timidly

After finishing the meal, Dr. Ratih and her husband said many thanks for the delicious meal. Then Dr. Ratih invites Aygul to continue his pregnancy examination in the private room of his mother-in-law who used to be a place for midwifery practice that is located in the mother's house.

I'm taking Mr. Rudy and Hafiz to the family room to relax. Mr. Rudy who is a lecturer looks very serious following the conversation about the education world that is rife with bullying cases. While the men were conversing, the adult women went to the mother house.

Aygul is still not confident to walk on his own feet he is still hesitant and full of fear if walking a little far from his room so he is still relying on his wheelchair for downstream activities walk in the house.

Aunty and her friends have cleaned the dining table and divided the hands of Dr. Ratih to enjoy together.

4 cardboard martabak eggs that are still warm bring out its delicious aroma. Aunty put on the plates and then escorted them to the living room, in the assistants' room and in the security post.

It has become a tradition and the upbringing of the host if you get a food windfall will all be divided equally so that you can enjoy the windfall.

In the obstetrics room that is still neat and clean, Dr. Ratih had Aygul lie on a patient bed with the help of his sister-in-law and in-laws. Incidentally because there is no ultrasound machine there, Dr. Ratih uses only dopler to hear fetal heartbeat.

After doing a series of simple checks, Dr. Ratih took off the gloves and threw them into the non-medical garbage that was there.

"Where is the condition of Aygul and my future grandchildren in there Rat?" asked Bu Hafizah with eyes that were a little worried but could only be read by Dr. Ratih only because he already knew the character of his adoptive brother.

The teary-eyed woman smiled knots and sat down in the work chair, Bu Hafizah and Izza helping Aygul get off the bed and sit back in his chair.

"Thank God, all are healthy and good. But Aygul should not be too much mind that nikin stress huh ?pity baby inside later also stress" he answered trying to calm down.

As if knowing Dr. Ratih spoke further only with himself, Bu Hafizah had Izza deliver Aygul to his room again.

After the child and his daughter-in-law returned to the house next door, Ms. Hafizah immediately asked various questions around the results of her daughter-in-law's pregnancy examination earlier.

Dr. Ratih sighed slowly as if heavily saying things that he thought were a bit risky in the revealed right. But Ms. Hafizah urged because she also had the right to know the health of her son-in-law and future grandchildren so that she could take more action if something harmed them both.

The woman who was still beautiful in her twilight age was grasping tightly the wrists of her foster sister.

"So they're okay, but..."

Tok.shock.

The sound of knocking on the door stopped the two women's conversation.