
"Aziz.." Aher's whine pressed his lips forward. "Please persuade my dad dong. Ask my dad to let me out of the house. I'm bored in the room" he pouted.
"Good children should be worthy of parents. Moreover, you have no sister and sister. You have to tell me what Om and Auntie said. Let's just say you are returning the favor because you were born and raised, even in school to become a doctor" Aziz told his best friend.
Aher paused for a moment, digesting what his best friend had just said. Then breathe slowly. "You're right, Aziz. Because I want to make them happy so that I don't reject this match. Do you know, my mom and dad set me up with a woman I don't know. My heart hurts so much but let it be, after all Mahdania will also get married"
"Do you know, the Mahdania dowry is only one hundred million, one hundred grams of gold and 1 car. If I knew that cheaply, I'd been asking for it a long time ago" continued Aher. The man wiped away the clear fur that was almost dripping from both of his eye pellets.
"Related is coming from behind. Mahdania reminded you, but you were too afraid to come propose to her. If you want to cry, cry. If you want to eat, eat. I think you will have a hard time hearing the news" Aziz explained casually. The man had repeatedly asked Aher to propose to Mahdania but Aher always postponed it on the grounds that the money was not enough. May in the words of his lover-Mahdania already told him that do not be afraid of it.
"Om Aher, don't be sad. Rest assured, the soul mate is not going anywhere. Once upon marriage your bride will be switched like in the novels" said Amrita while putting vegetable soup on the table.
"Iya Amrita naughty, Aziz's wife. Aziz the cowardly man. Hahahahahaha" Aher replied and laughed.
"Aziz, I'm maturing the phone. Ms. Hesti is bringing me my favorite food. You know what my favorite food is. Sure chicken palekko dong. Heheheh" said Aher smiling sumringah.
"Assalamualaikum" he said with a greeting.
"Waalaikumsalam" Aziz and Amrita reply simultaneously.
Amrita shifted the chair and sat down opposite her husband. She and her husband started dinner. After eating and cleaning the dirty dishes, they went up to the second floor to rest. Amrita sat at the dresser while Aziz sat on the bed, leaning on the head of the bed.
Aziz glanced at his wife who looked happy. "Did he see my birthday gift" Aziz said.
"Did I tell Mas Aziz now or later?" the inner Amrita asked herself. "Happy news cannot be delayed. I know Mas Aziz really wants a child" inwardly.
"Mas, I have good news for you" Amrita said in seriousness.
Aziz frowned, looking at his wife who was also looking at him. "What good news?" tanyakanya.
"Mas close your eyes, Mas will open if I say open" Amrita replied smiling.
Aziz was getting curious. "Is this serious what you want to play?" tanya Aziz.
"Seriously, two rius mala" replied Amrita again.
Aziz then closed his eyes. While Amrita got up from the chair to pick up her totebag which she put on the sofa. She took the test and went back to her husband.
"Open your eyes now" said Amrita.
Aziz rounded his eyes with his mouth wide open. The man carved a beautiful smile as he looked at the two red lines on the testicle that his wife was now holding. He pulled his wife and hugged her. Seen the radiance of happiness from the look of their faces when the two lines that they had been coming later now also come.
"I'm not a dream, am I? You're not kidding, are you?" tanya Aziz made sure. The man was just afraid of being attacked by his wife.
Amrita smiled with blind eyes that began to glaze over. "I'm not kidding, Mom" he replied in seriousness.
Aziz kissed the top of his wife's head and hugged her again. "Happy nineteenth birthday. I'm sorry, I didn't celebrate because I didn't have time. But I have a gift for you. I don't know if you like anything. If you don't like it, I'll buy what you like"
Amrita let go of her husband's embrace. "Where's the prize?" asked Amrita with excitement.
"In your wardrobe" Aziz smiled back. "I thought you were smiling because you saw a gift from me" he continued.
Amrita got up from the bed to walk up to her wardrobe. A sweet smile at the sight of a paperbag. She took it and went back to her husband. "What's it all about, Mom?" ask Amrita curiously
"Open if curious" Aziz replied with a big smile.
"Is there anything else you want to buy?" tanya Aziz was still hugging his wife.
"No more, Mom. Just the leptop I want. It's very useful for me to make a paper" Amrita replied.
...ΩΩΩ...
After the dawn prayer, Amrita immediately cooked for breakfast and for provisions for her husband. While Aziz was washing clothes, mopping the house and did not forget to dry clothes.
"Mas, let's eat first" asked Amrita after serving food. Aziz, who had just finished drying clothes, approached his wife in the kitchen. He shifted his chair and sat down before his wife.
"Sunny morning" muttered Aziz.
The morning menu is fried tempeh, clear spinach vegetables and raw tomato sauce. That's for breakfast. Her husband is different again. Amrita makes fried tofu tomato sauce and some raw cabbage vegetables that are washed clean and some pieces of raw long beans. And don't forget one piece of fried fish.
"Darling, from now on we'll exchange ya. You go to college in a car and I use a motorbike" Aziz said after swallowing the food he chewed.
"Do I have to?" ask Amrita.
"certainly should. You can put all your printed books, reports and typewriters in the trunk. Have Fakri pick it up if there's anything you need from the one in the car" Aziz explained.
"Yes, Mas" replied Amrita according to.
After eating, Aziz chose to read the newspaper on the balcony. While Amrita went into the bathroom to take a shower and get ready to go to campus. After bathing and getting ready, Amrita approached her husband on the balcony.
"Mas, where's the car key?" ask Amrita.
"You're leaving already?" aziz asked without answering his wife's question.
"Yes, Mas" replied Amrita with a smile. He had to hurry to campus because they practised from morning to noon.
Aziz put down the newspaper. "You wait in front, I take the key first" said Aziz, who was nodding by his wife.
Amrita went out of the house, while Aziz went into the room. Aziz took the keys and also the pocket money for his wife. Then he approached his wife outside.
"Darling, here's the key and here's your pocket money. Remember that! Buy a good snack for both of you. Do not drink soft drinks and the main thing, do not stress. Live practicum today casually" Aziz explained while offering one sheet of fifty thousand.
"Yes, Mas" replied Amrita and took the money from her husband's hand and did not forget to kiss her husband's hand. "Assalamualaikum" he said.
"Girishal"
Aziz got into the house after the car his wife was driving was not seen. "I haven't told Mom and Dad this happy news. Later, I wait for them to come back from Jakarta" muttered Aziz.
Aziz went up to the room and got ready to go to the hospital. When he was done, he took the key of the motorbike over the nightstand and went down to the kitchen to pick up the tupperware and a water bottle. He then drove out of the house on his motorcycle to the hospital.
Hospital
In the hospital parking lot, some medical personnel look different. This left Aziz confused and wondering to himself. Pak Berti called Aziz who had just arrived in front of the hospital entrance. Mr. Berti's face is not as usual. The grown man looked sad.
"Mother why?" asked Aziz curiously.
"Have you heard anything about Doctor Safira?" asked Pak Berti to look at Aziz seriously
"No, Sir. What happened to Safira?" asked Aziz frowning.