My servant, Asha

Morning Sickness

..."He said he was nauseous because of my body odor. Now why even in a squid like that?" ask Arga wonder. Asha rubbed her cheeks on her husband's back spoiledly and hugged him tightly....

..."I'm nauseous because it's not as strong as your perfume scent. If it smells like this, I still like it."...

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Morning is always a scary and bad thing for pregnant women. At least that's what Asha experienced. In the morning, he always nausea and vomiting. The coldness felt piercing the surface of his skin and it instantly made his stomach churn.

"Geek!" Asha stood bowing in front of the closet. Spit out what makes it uncomfortable. But it's still morning. He had not drunk or eaten anything. If today the stomach contents come out, it means food and drink last night.

Arga who was still closing his eyes finally woke up to the sound of pain in his wife. He immediately removed the blanket from his body, then headed for the bathroom.

"Ashe...." Arga widened his eyes to see his wife sitting limp near the closet. Then bowed to look at his wife's condition carefully. Asha had indeed become very limp from continuing to vomit. Asha's face was pale and cold sweaty. "Have you finished your vomit?" ask Arga worriedly. Asha nodded. After spewing out the yellow liquid that caused her stomach to crumble, Asha no longer wanted to vomit. The nausea slowly disappeared. But even so, it still leaves a sense of discomfort in the stomach and palate.

Arga was about to lift up his wife's body because it seemed Asha was unable to walk. Chief Asha shook his head. "I can walk." Asha said it weakly.

"alright. I'll help you walk back to bed." Arga obeyed his wife's will. He helped Asha stand up and swept her towards the bed. Asha crumbs comfortably there. Arga pulled out the blanket and wrapped his wife's body. "Wait here, I'll get you something to ease your nausea." Asha only nodded weakly while closing her eyes.

Arga immediately went down to the kitchen. Mother who had just come to look at her head quickly when she saw Arga who had a panicked face.

"What's wrong?"

"Asha nausea and vomiting to death. He's limp, " explained Arga.

"really? Mommy will make ginger tea. Sit down." Mrs Wardah swiftly brewed a tea bag containing ginger. Then look for something on the kitchen shelf. A box of biscuits. Biscuits that are high in carbohydrates can be to overcome nausea in the morning. In addition, it can also be to restore energy after experiencing nausea and vomiting. Consumption of biscuits can also help absorb stomach acid so as to reduce nausea. Mother knows that right.

Arga was only watching the bunda. Then he put ginger tea and biscuits on a small wooden tray. "Bring this. Also, have Asha eat these biscuits to restore your wife's energy after vomiting." Arga nodded and carried the tray to his bedroom.

Asha was still lying weakly on the bed. After putting the tray on the nightstand, Arga touched his wife's body slowly. Slowly Asha opened her eyes.

"Let's help me sit down. Mother made ginger tea to reduce nausea." Asha moved her body. Arga helps give Asha a cushion on her back to lean comfortably. Then turn the body to take the tea. "drink. Mother said it was very effective." Asha drank it with the help of Arga

When a sip of warm tea passed through his throat and filled his stomach, a sense of comfort and calm felt there. His stomach felt in a blanket of warmth that threw out the unpleasant taste that caused his stomach to churn. Asha heaved a sigh of relief.

"Eat this biscuit. He also said, it's good to restore your strength." Arga handed me the biscuits. Asha looked at the little biscuit and ate it. "Don't go down if it's still weak. Don't do anything. No one forced you to do it. Don't argue either." The last sentence needs to be stated clearly. Considering Asha is a little stubborn.

Chief Asha nodded obediently. Seeing this obedience Arga blinked. If Asha were so obedient, wouldn't this nausea mean so much to torture her?

"You're okay, right?" Arga's hand touched Asha's forehead and rubbed her hair. Feeling the pain.

"I'm fine. It made me unable to move and limp." Arga nodded and then kissed his wife's forehead.

"Do I have to take a day off?"

"Don't. It seems like this nausea is not just today. If so, would you take every day off just to accompany me limp from nausea? That's not a good choice." Although still a little weak, Asha could smile funny. Seeing this Arga heaved a sigh of relief.

"You can smile. I'm relieved." Arga put his head near his wife. Stick your head so it feels good.

"You must have been worried about me." Asha's hand moved touching her husband's head and rubbed with anxiety. His movements were also still not strong, but the pale on his wife's face began to vanish.

"of course. I've seen you pass out. I'm afraid to see you pass out again." Arga's hands pressed over his wife's body, intending to hug. Asha smiled again.

"That's it. Time to take a shower and get to work." Asha reminded. Arga got up and took another cup of tea.

"Let's drink first. Expended. Then I can calmly clean myself up." Asha according. Sipping tea to the toilet also ate the biscuits. "I took a shower ... Then I'll prepare some warm water for you. Keep us down for breakfast." Asha nodded happily. She was lucky that her husband noticed her.

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They both went down for breakfast. Mrs Wardah looked at her daughter-in-law.

"Is it okay, Sha?" he asked, wanting to know his daughter-in-law immediately.

"Kok Mommy already has tea and biscuits for pregnant women?" ask Arga.

"For ginger tea is indeed in the kitchen. While the biscuits are deliberately bought, prepare a time like this. Asha probably didn't know anything excruciating this morning."

"My mother is the best." Arga smiled proudly. Asha and Bik Sumi also smiled.

"Parents have a lot of experience, right?" sahut. Arga nodded. "The biscuits are on the top shelf, Sha. You can take him to your room. That could be an example if you buy a nausea-relieving biscuit."

"Yes, Bun. Thank you." Thank you." Asha had washed the cup.

"Just sit. The food will be ready. Arga, call your father."

"Let's Asha, Bun."

"Are you okay?" Asha nodded.

"Sit. I just called Dad. Just peel the fruit for me." Arga did not let Asha go. He saw his son.

"Yes already. Let his eldest son call. You just sit down." Asha nodded. Take out a knife and start peeling the fruit. Arga's out looking for dad.

Paris appeared who was wearing a uniform. "Good morning."

"Morning" said Asha.

"How was this morning?" tanya Paris raised her eyebrows towards Asha.

"He was sick and vomiting. It's better now." Mother.

"really? So getting pregnant is troublesome?" Paris's forehead shriveled a little in horror.

"Yes .. not really." Asha responded with a vague answer.

"Pregnant is like that, Paris. Although not all, the average is like that. You will also experience it if you are married later. So prepare yourself for marriage." Paris was like getting a bee sting that made her turn quickly towards her bundle.

Be married? Paris began to fear when her mother discussed this again. Mother can be very excited if discussing the marriage of her daughter's son. Paris' lips thinned, refusing to continue the conversation.

"Where's Arga?" ask Paris who saw Asha alone.

"There's outside, calling Dad for breakfast." Paris plucked the apple that Asha peeled.

"Pare yourself do not pluck the fruit of others," reprimanded Arga from behind.

"Marrel." Paris throbs.

Arga sat next to his wife. Took the fruit and offered it to his wife. "Open your mouth. Arga knows his wife is a little uncomfortable when a parent does something like this. This time, however, Asha said. Then Arga bit also the fruit that had been there bite marks of his wife.

"Breakfast can start, huh?" ask the father who came.

"Yes. Please sit down. Mother make tea."

"How is Asha?" ask Mr. Hendarto.

"Okay, Dad," replied Asha.

"really? Is there a disruption of pregnant women in the morning?" Looks like he understands that. Maybe Madame Wardah also experienced the same thing before.

"Yes, but the mother has given a way of handling well."

"so... Mercifully. Try to be alert in the morning, Ga. The discomfort in the morning is more pronounced than at any other time." My father-in-law understands so much.

"Yes, Dad."