My President

Spirit Treatment

Though weary, the word complaining never came out of his lips. She happily took care of her helpless husband.

"I can wear it myself, dear," said Aksa when Aza was about to put on her clothes.

"Alright, I'll go get ready first then" said Aza. He then sat in the front seat of his dressing table to comb his hair, arrange it, and do not forget to polish his face with thin makeup.

"Where are you going?" ask Aksa. The man sat on the edge of the bed and tried to wear his own shirt.

"Of course go to the office, Hubby. But after you finish treatment."

"You don't know if Sanjaya Group strictly prohibits pregnant employees from working?"

Aza immediately turned towards her husband, "I mean?"

Aksa also explained that the company always dismisses employees who are pregnant for a while, so that nothing happens with the content. But on the other hand, there are still benefits for that employee until she gives birth. Aksa is very unbearable to see pregnant women work, therefore he made such a rule.

"So I can't work anymore?" Aza looks sad, she wants to keep working.

"If your child is old enough, you can work again. You don't want our child to do anything?"

Aza shook her head, "But, I can still go to the office with you, right?"

"Of course."

"Let's help me in the wheelchair, Hubby." Aza then embraced her husband. At that time, Aksa always forced her legs to support her body, it was very painful.

After Aksa sat in a wheelchair, Aza then tidied Aksa's clothes and hair a little messy. "Always handsome, every day I fall in love with you."

Aksa chuckled, then grabbed Aza's hand and kissed her. "You are also beautiful, every day my love rate is always increasing. I love you, Mama of my son."

"Thank you Papa, we love you too" Aza replied and did not forget to curl her lips in a smile.

*****

As usual, pancakes with chocolate sauce are ready to be eaten by the husband. While he chose to eat fried rice just like Papa and Mama-in-law.

At the end of this Aza became a picky person in terms of food. Often he vomits food that has just been swallowed under the pretext of taste bad, even though it tastes the same as usual.

And this time it was the same, the fried rice made by her mother-in-law felt bland on her tongue. But as much as possible he swallowed it.

"This is the orange juice, Nak Aza," Bi Mona said as she placed a glass of orange juice in front of Aza.

"Thank you, Bi Mona." Aza sumringah when he received the juice, he immediately drank it without remaining.

"Darling, it's still morning. You've been drinking orange juice." Aksa shuddered in horror to see it, orange juice looks sour let alone drunk in the morning, it is not suitable.

"Very good, Hubby. I want to drink it again. Wait a minute, I'll have Bi Mona make it again." Aza then went to the kitchen and did not forget to bring the glass earlier so that filled with orange juice.

"Don't use ice, baby," cried Aira.

"Good, Mah."

"Well, Mama should have banned Aza instead of letting her. It's still morning."

"You have been silent. That's just as rich your mama used to be when you were. Morning, afternoon, night orange juice drink continues," said Keno. He was reminded of the pregnancy period his wife used to be quite annoying, but he was very happy to obey all the wishes of the wife.

"Yes, Honey. Mama used to be that too."

"That means true descendants of the Sanjaya Family," muttered Aksa shaking his head.

"Let's go! He's your son" Keno said.

"Yeah, kittens!" sahut Aksa did not accept.

"You are there!" Aira shook her head.

*****

Aksa's car has reached the parking lot of Sanjaya Hospital. Accompanied by his wife and parents, Aksa is ready to undergo the recovery treatment of his legs.

Doctor Bryan, a neurologist, has been waiting for Aksa's arrival in the treatment room.

"SURPRISEE!" yelled Oma Maria, Oma Mira, Opa Andi, Opa Bram, and Anandhi as the door of the treatment room opened.

Aksa, Keno, Aza, and Aira gasped holding their chests. Surprised to find another family there as well.

"Of course accompany and encourage you!" answer Opa Bram.

"Sorry before, only Mr. Aksa will be here. The others have to wait outside" explains Dr. Bryan.

"No way, Doc! I will keep my husband company!" said Aza, he then hugged Aksa. Aza did not want to leave her husband for a moment. He will remain next to Aksa until the treatment is completed.

"Sorry, Miss..."

"Hubby, I don't want to go. I'll stay here."

*****

The little drama between Aza and Doctor was over. Doctor Bryan this time won, he was able to make Aza according. All the families were waiting for Aksa outside the room. Aza continued to stand peeking at her husband from the glass window.

"Hubby, spirit!" he shouted while waving his hand. Aksa chuckled at her, Aza is like a very adorable little child.

"Darling, come sit down. Don't stand still, you'll be tired" Anandhi asked.

Aza shook her head, she kept looking at Aksa who was talking about something with the nurse and Doctor Bryan.

"There's a baby in your stomach, right? Then why-why how? Young pregnant should not be exhausted!"

"Yes, Mah." Aza sat next to Opa and Oma.

Inside, Aksa screamed out loud as the doctor told her to try to stand up. His numb legs were unable to support his body, he fell down and cried. It was very painful, until the President who always appeared cheerful was shedding tears.

"Hubby..." Aza was crying from outside. She wanted to go in and hug and encourage her husband again.

Seeing Aza, Aksa's spirit reverberated. He smiled, hinting that there was nothing to worry about so that his wife and family would not worry too much about him.

Aksa then stood with his hands resting on the nurse and the doctor. He began following the instructions of Dr. Bryan. It hurts when things he can't do but still have to do.

The treatment lasted for approximately two hours. In that room Aksa was really tormented. Not infrequently he snapped at the sisters and doctors, even he also did not hesitate to grab the hair of Doctor Bryan.

"Hubby.." lirih Aza. She ran to her husband who was pushed out of the treatment room.

"It must have hurt a lot, Hubby."

"Now," elak Aksa. "Kiss here first, I've been treated well."

Aza was embarrassed by her husband, her family was gathered there, she could not do what her husband asked her to do.

"Ehem..." Everyone cleared their throat, then said goodbye to the car first and prepared to go home.

"There's no one, already" whispered Aksa sounding tickle in Aza's ear.

Aza shook her head, she pushed her husband's wheelchair to follow the families who had first left.

"Kiss now, honey."

"No, you'll be in the car."

*****

Aksa never forgot his words, he took his promise when they were in the car. In the car there is only himself, Aza, and also Pak Aryo. Keno and Aira choose to go with Opa and Oma.

"Kiss now!" Aksa sulked and folded her hands on her chest.

"When you get to the room. Here is Mr Aryo, if he wants how? It's dangerous, he can immediately ask for leave and see his wife in the village," explained Aza, the woman leaned her head on her husband's shoulder. Bodo is very if Aksa sulks with him.

Aza looked up at her husband who was really angry. Not a word more was said. Aza then took a car pillow to cover her face and the face of the husband so that it is not visible to Mr. Aryo. He then landed a kiss on Aksa's cheek.

"One first yes, then continue again" said Aza lirih.

Aksa chuckled, Aza shouldn't have to cover their faces with a car pillow.

"Kiss right! Like this..." Aksa kissed his wife's face mercilessly. Aza rebelled because Pak Aryo was staring at them.

"Sir Aryo don't look!" shout Aza. He was so ashamed of it. Aksa never let go of her kiss either.

"Neither, just looking at the door, Nak Aza," said Mr. Aryo chuckled.

"Pull sist! The semongkoooo!" Mr. Aryo then turned on the music trying to restore the atmosphere that was suddenly hot because of the two human children.