
Long enough to depend on medicine, Aksa is bored. That morning he looked only at the medicine his wife had prepared on a small cup. Again he had to swallow the bitter pill.
"I'm healed! I won't take any more medicine!" aksa gumam. He then tried to stand up and support his body and began to move his legs.
"Aarghh.." An unrelenting whimper came out of his lips. It was only two steps but Aksa was helpless again and finally fell down.
"Aarghhhh! Goddamnit!" Aksa shouted beating both his legs. Aza who at that time just took a bath quickly ended it and came out only with bath robes wrapped around his body.
"Hubby..." He embraces Aksa and invites her to sit back in bed.
It was obvious that her husband had just cried because his eyes were red. She stroked her husband and gave him a kiss in the face of his handsome.
"Why did it fall again? How many times do I have to say, don't push things too hard, that's not good."
Aksa held the hand of his wife who was still caressing his face, he stared fixedly at the face that was still wet because he had not had time to dry it.
"I'm sorry, I just want to get well quickly so as not to trouble you constantly."
"Nothing is troublesome. I'll wear clothes first yes, don't be weird anymore" Pinta Aza before she heads to the dressing room to put on her clothes.
Aksa looked back at the drugs that were on the nightstand. Taken a glass of water, then gulped a little before swallowing some bitter pills.
"Darling, will you help me practice walking?" ask Aksa to Aza who has finished wearing clothes.
"Of course you want. Go, Hubby!"
Aza faced her husband and clasped her hands tightly. Aksa began to move his legs one by one slowly.
"Slow down, Hubby."
"Arghh, it hurts so much..."
"Stop it?"
"No, I'm still going to practice!" Aksa returned to his feet after pausing for a moment.
One step.two steps.three steps...Aksa's spirit is very good, the man is starting to grow a lot.
"Wahh, great! It can be four steps, soon it must be ten steps," cried Aza. He was so happy when Aksa started to be able to move his legs even though he still needed someone else.
"Arghh.." cried Aksa when he almost fell. He immediately hugged his wife.
"A tired, huh? Let's take a break." Aza told Aksa to sit down for a while on the edge of the bed, and then he took a drink for Aksa.
"Thank you, Doctor," said Aksa smiling sweetly. The man then rubbed his wife's stomach which began to bulge. Large enough and beyond the age of the womb.
"Hy, baby, when did you get out of Mama's belly? Papa wants to carry you," cried Aksa.
"New 18 weeks, Hubby. Still long..."
Aksa chuckled at hearing that, this is indeed still a long time and will feel very long. He can't wait to meet his baby.
"Do you want a baby girl or a boy?"
"Women or men aren't the same?"
Aza nodded in response. "Ehm, Hubby.My stomach will get bigger, and my body will change too. I'm afraid you're turning away..."
"Destroy away from your mind. Aren't we always going to be together no matter what the circumstances? I love you so much, there's no way anyone can replace you in my heart."
"But-"
Aza's words were cut off when Aira opened the door of their room and snuck in.
"There's Sarah up ahead, she said there's a promise to you, honey?" aira said to Aza.
"Eh, yes, Mah. Sarah wants to make eggs roll for me."
"You cravings?"
Aza nodded shyly. She helps her husband in a wheelchair and takes him out to meet Sarah.
"Are you sure you want to eat her cooking?" ask Aksa to Aza. They were already in the kitchen, Sarah also started the action assisted with Sandra.
"Related, Hubby."
Aksa himself is not sure about the cuisine of his wife's best friend. Sarah looks so stiff in the kitchen, she also occasionally looked at her phone which opens a tutorial to make egg rolls on you tube.
"Okay, the eggs. Why can't it roll?" Sarah almost desperately made, almost five times tried but still failed.
"It's difficult for him anyway, I've tried many times also still can not," said Sandra.
"Where, Sar? I'm hungry already." whine Aza.
"Belom can be, Allahu Akbar! It's really hard! You're weird, Za. Geeznnn..." Sarah clapped her forehead when she failed again.
"Well, can't ya? How if you see the seller's brother is easy it is for him." said Aza, he saw it himself was indeed Sarah could not make it.
"Any omelette made, huh? Later cut to length continue to be pierced, similar to the egg roll," pinta Sarah.
Aza continued to shake her head, "Let me add more bonus, make me eggs roll a hundred skewers huh."
"OKay! For money!"
Sarah is excited. He kept trying for the next time, and finally he started to be able to wrap the eggs in skewers. He had made thirty stitches and was given to Aza who had been waiting for him.
"The shape can't be good, Za. Maapin yak."
"No papa, Sar. It's delicious!" Aza chewed it while giving a thumb to Sarah.
"It's really good? I'm not sure, Za." Sarah took one egg roll and tried it. His eyes bristled when he tried it, only the saltiness he felt. He ran to get drinking water.
"Why the hell is he?" Aksa became curious, he also tried it. Not until swallowed, Aksa immediately took a tissue and mopped it.
"Feel what!" Aksa immediately took the plate containing the egg roll and threw it into the trash.
"Hubby, why dumped? Hiks...hikss..." Aza was crying hysterically when she saw her rolled eggs go into the trash all.
"You evil hikss..return my rolled eggs!" Aza's emotions are unstable because of her pregnancy hormones. Aksa and Sarah are confused.
"Let me make some more that aren't salty, will I? Do not cry dong," persuaded Aksa while wiping the tears that continue to fall.
"But this time you have to make it, not Sarah!"
"Let Sandra do it, brother?" sandra Tawal.
"No way!"
Aksa asserted, he stood by holding the kitchen table. Although it was very difficult, he happily made it.
"You made it so cool!" aksa spray to Sarah who helped her make eggs roll.
"Well, I told you from the beginning that I can't cook, sir!"
"If you already know can not cook why not learn first with your mother or who is the cake..."
"Hubby..." Aza hugged Aksa from behind, making the man almost fall because he could not support his own body.
"Hubby, I don't want eggs rolled anymore" said Aza who made Aksa and Sarah glare. The dough was ready, and Aza easily changed her mind.
"Astouge vegetable lodeh!" sarah muttered as she gritted her teeth. He was very upset with Aza.
"Hubby, go back to your wheelchair. You'll be tired!"
"Baby, why are you such a bitch?" aksa looked at his wife's stomach. Aza chuckled at hearing that. He himself also did not know why he could suddenly not want it anymore.
"Just as annoying as her Papa!" chirps Sarah.
"Don't interfere!" firmly Aksa.
"Yeah." Yeah."