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Finally, tomorrow, Fahri permits two more days not to enter work on his campus. He wants to really take care of his wife until the state of the wife really as ready as when back.
Oya, yesterday Anastasya doctor also had time to provide a certificate for bed rest for 3 days. So inevitably, Dira also has to be permission not to go to college.
That morning while sleeping, Dira began to experience symptoms of morning sickness. I don't know how many times he vomited in the bathroom. Nothing had entered his stomach.
Fahri led the wife back to bed, then smeared eucalyptus oil into Dira's stomach. "Breakfast first, honey. What do you want to eat?"
Dira's face looked pale, "I'm still very nauseous..."
"Yes precisely if you do not eat anything will be more nauseous," Fahri stroked Dira's head gently.
"This is your milk, it was already made," said Fahri while taking a glass of chocolate-flavored pregnant milk on the nightstand near the television table. Then thrust the glass filled with milk slowly into Dira's mouth, and Dira began to sip it until it ran out.
"Where...? Haven't had her stomach, honey...?"
"Yes Mas.." said Dira.
"Jaudah that way now we go down yuk, eat..."
Dira nodded, and finally Fahri memapah the body of the wife who still looks limp it down to the bottom floor.
Adit's been off to work since 1 hour ago. My mom and dad finished breakfast.
"Darling, how are you doing...? It's getting better, right...?" suddenly, Mama appeared from her room. Then walked up to Dira while stroking her cheeks.
"Hmm, still often dizzy anyway Ma... And now even add, use nausea-nausea all..."
Mama smiled as she lowered her hand from Dira's cheek. "That's normal, honey... Almost all pregnant women must have symptoms of nausea like that... That's still normal. Especially in the first trimester. Later if you have entered the age of the womb about 6-7 months, the condition will also stop by itself..."
"Yes but... The condition of every pregnant woman is different. But what matters... Even if you again feel nauseous as much as anything, you should try to keep eating. Because of the fetal fat in your stomach, she needs a lot of nutrients."
Dira nodded slowly.
"Oya Fahri, Mama asked for something can not?" this time Mama turned her eyes to the daughter-in-law.
"Yes Ma?"
"Mmm, gini boy. Mama and Papa... Only 2 weeks in Jakarta. And now for the rest of the week we're here. Because after that, we have to go back to Batam..."
"... So Nak Fahri. Can't you ask me if you're staying here for another week? Until Mama and Papa return to Batam. Because Mama also wants to take care of Dira during her pregnancy..."
"If later Mama and Papa have returned to Batam. Because you know yourself, son, Papa's work is very dense there. And not necessarily be able to leave again to go back to Jakarta to see you guys..."
Fahri smiled, then finally nodded. "Of course you can dong Ma. Fahri period forbids the biological mother of Fahri's own wife, who wants to take care of her daughter...?"
She smiled, "Thank you Ri."
"Together Ma." Fahri smiled back.
"Thank you Mas" said Dira as she looked at her husband.
"Yes dear.." he smiled.
"Jude, you should eat. Can't not. Mas fetchin, wait." Fahri immediately grabbed the plate on the dining table, then took the warm rice in magic com, and then took the dish, and put the side dishes that are already available on the dining table. There is fried chicken, vegetable cap cay special, tempe tofu, and sambal. All the side dishes were found on the warm rice that he had taken earlier.
Fahri sat his wife in the dining chair. Then he pulled the chair in front of Dira and sat down. "Mas a bribe yes..."
"Sstt, Honey. What did Dr. Anastasya say yesterday? You should eat nutritious food. Niiha... Kayak vegetable cap cay, this is very good, darling, for pregnant women. There's carrots, chickpeas, mustard, broccoli."
"Yes Dear... Yes but also kalii... Time to take that much...? I already know my stomach is nauseous like gini,"
Mama held back her smile, "Yes dear. That's exactly what your husband said. Hmm, you are grateful. Have a husband who is attentive and alert very rich Fahri..."
"Jaudah yes. Mama wants to water the plant first." said Mama while walking towards the terrace.
"Let's open his mouth. Aaaa..." Fahri thrust a spoon containing food into Dira's mouth, in the style of kayaking again giving food to a 3-year-old boy.
Dira held her breath. For some reason suddenly, the aroma coming from the warm rice that was still steaming, making his stomach more and more like a stirring. And finally, he moved with a quick movement from his seat. Then run to the kitchen sink, and...
"Hooooeeekkksssss..."
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For my loyal readers, sorry if during the month of Ramadan, the author can not up date too many episodes per day.
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