Noctah Black Marriage

Guests Not Invited

KB-17

"Come, Sal. Where's the car keys?"

"Indeed, are you driving the car?"

"It has. Just calm down!"

"But I really don't need to see a doctor."

"I want to see our son on the USG screen."

"Later, if the pregnancy is big. So it looks clearer."

"Anyway, now we go to the gynecologist. Come on!" 

Well, why is Hans really so? I can finish my story like this. 

"Oh, I'm kebelet. Want to go get a pup first." I'm looking for excuses.

"Yes, be careful, Sal," Hans said as I half-run to the toilet.

I spent half an hour in the toilet. Hans came in because he was worried.

"Yes, I'm nothing."

"Don't stay in the water long! Come on, finish it up."

I was forced to go out, staying in the toilet for a long time was not good either.

"Aw!" I shouted as I opened the door, finding Hans waiting.

"Have you? Yuk, we're leaving," he asked.

"Hoamn... I'm kok, sleepy huh?" I was pretending again.

"Can sleep in the car. Come on, we're leaving!"

"Eum ...."

"Udah, don't give much reason!" hans said as he carried me to the carport.

"Download! I don't want to be touched. You stink!" my nag.

He's not paying attention. I was in the car. Lothawat! How'this?

"Sal, what's wrong with you? Your face is pale, you know. You sick? Then we have to hurry, yeah!"

Hans drove my four-wheel drive straight away. My heart was pounding more and more, I bit my lower lip hard. The road seemed slow, so the car carried us very smoothly. 

About fifteen minutes, arrive at your destination. Now my heart is getting worse when Hans has parked the car and ready to go down. Am I going with what's going to happen? Oh, no!

"Hans, we don't need to check the content. Because of the"

"You why? Don't want a check, because what?"

Sweat begins to pour from between the children's hair.

"A-i ... I really am ...," I said stuck in the esophagus.

"Oh my goodness, Sal. You why?" Hans panicked. I guess both my hands. "It's cold, '" he continued.

My mouth was still gaping about to say something, but it was hard to say. Instantly, I felt the oxygen supply stop. Really tightening the chest and slowly blurred vision. Dark, dark, and dark.

***

I don't know how long I've been unconscious. I open my eyes slowly. It seems to be in his own room.

I resigned if Hans got angry and left me. After all, the purpose of pretending to be pregnant was only to make her leave Meti. Hasn't it been accomplished? Then why is there a part of my heart that objected to Hans leaving, what else to hate. What does this mean? I've been overwhelmed with all his attention and earnestness. 

"Sal, are you human? Thank goodness." asked Hans who was poking out from behind the door.

"Hans?" I was shocked from the mind.

"Sal, you're okay, right?" He sat on the edge of the bed. "Drink first!" hold out a glass of warm sweet tea.

Glek, glek, until the toilet.

"Thank you."

"That's really thirsty, huh?" tanyanya smiled.

"Hans, the doctor told you, didn't he?" His forehead shriveled when I asked. "Please if you want to get angry. I'm mistaken. I accept," I continued with a sigh.

"meaning?"

"What did the doctor say?"

"Oh that. I'll take you home again. So don't see a doctor. You look so tense you pass out."

"Seriously? So not to the doctor?" my spirit.

"Yes. What's the matter?"

"Oh, no way."

"You must be guilty, huh? Because of drinking water. I'm sorry, yes, I forced you to check that out."

"Yes, he .. nothing." My chest is directly plong.

"I'm sure our son won't do anything. Drink that a little bit too, right?" 

"D-yes."

"Good, yeah, kid!" Hans rubbed my stomach. "Eh, sorry to forget. Can't touch."

"It's okay, really."

"Well, son, listen to me, Mama, finally Papa can touch you," he exclaimed happily.

He rubbed my stomach again and again until I felt amused.

"Haha." We laughed together.

***

23.00 Wib hours.

[I'd like to satay] I'll give Hans a night-time message.

[Sate what?] reply not long.

[Huh, you haven't slept?]

[Have predicted, dede baby will definitely ask for something 😍]

[He]

[You want satay what?] reworked.

[Sate maranggi's]

There was no return afterwards. My lips are five inches long. Is he sleepy and asleep? Well, cravings are the only reason to be able to meet with Hans at any time. I pulled the blanket back and swallowed disappointed.

Geck, tok, tok. Because my current house is not big, so if anyone knocks on the door it will be immediately clear. I left the bed to open the door. It must be Hans. Turns out he came too.

Ceklek, the doorknob was pushed and the door was opened. But I didn't get Hans there. Who just knocked?

"Hans," called me as he hesitated to the terrace.

"Get out!" He surprised me out of hiding. "Haha," his laughter was satisfied to see my body soaring while holding my chest.

"Oh, Hans!" I pinched his arm hard.

"Agot!" Two grimacing.

"Where's the satellite?" tagihku.

"It." He gave me a bag of crackles.

"Gaziness!" myrag. "Yep, they ate the satenya!" connect me with whining.

"OK."

When people sleep in dreams, we eat satay without rice. Throughout the meal, Hans kept advising, so that I wouldn't just open the door. Make sure, too, that the door is always locked.

"Yes-yes, bring it."

"It's not a prank, but your husband is anxious" he said with emphasis.

"Hans, come to think of it, so that I'm always safe, uh that means baby. It seems, it is better that you stay here only," my suggestion contained a mode.

"Huk, uhuk, uhuk." Instantly Hans who was biting satay choked, then coughed.

I quickly gave him a glass of water.

"Something's wrong, huh?"

"Seriously? Can I stay with you again?" his eyes widened asking for certainty.

"L-yes," I replied with a grin.

"Then I don't have to go home tonight, do I?" tanyanya enthusiastic.

"Yes, of course."

"Yes, yes, yes!" her cheering.

"Eit, but ...."

"But what?"

"Come here."

"I divorced you, religiously?"

Our togetherness lately did forget one thing that Hans had been my mentality. Consciously and without coercion, we finally referred.

In my heart I kept saying, fortunately my idiom was not over. Just one more day tomorrow. Hans knew I was pregnant, so he assumed that my id was still a long time. Yes, because the idah period of pregnant women until giving birth.

After finishing eating satay, he immediately told me to sleep. I'm afraid, because my eyes are heavy.

"Hans, what are you doing?" I asked when I saw him go up to my bed too.

"You sleep. So what do you want to do?" He asked back expectantly.

"You slept in the next room. Not here!"

"Huh, in the next room? I think ...."

"Yes, be loved for the heart. Just yummy! I said stay here, not sleep in bed anymore" I said, throwing a pillow in his face.

"Yeah .. but that's okay. Today can stay seatap, who knows tomorrow-tomorrow can room. Aren't you?" Hans's eyebrows shot up next to.

"Did!"

"Yes, it's okay. It all starts with hope."

I just put on a smile. It still seems to take a long time to be able to accept him sleeping beside me. One roof is more than enough for us.

***

The divorce lawsuit that was registered was officially canceled. I hope my decision was not wrong. Seeing Hans who was so persistent in making a living, made me feel full. His attention is very sincere. Although I often bothered with strange requests, he still smiled. Always be patient with my cravings.

I can't imagine, if one day she finds out that I'm just pretending to be pregnant. Am I gonna get hurt in a second time? Oh, forget that for a moment.

As usual in the afternoon I will wait for his return on the terrace. Sometimes it is too late. How not, all sorts of jobs he took. From pelvic porters in the market, continue ngojek, help his friend sell to a cleaner in a cafe, he lakoni.

"Assalamualaik." He's the one I'm waiting for home too.

"Waalaikumsalam, Mas." 

Mas's? Yes, I called him that again. So did he who called me 'Father'.

"How's Papa's son doing?" Hans rubbed my stomach which looked a little bulging.

In fact, every time he rubbed or held the stomach, this heart was not calm. Because this distended stomach is just silicone that is specifically designed to look like five months pregnant.

"My news is good, Pah," I replied representing in a so' cute tone.

"Uh, adorable," she pinched her cheek.

Honestly, I'm tired of pretending. Not to mention the guilt always haunts. However, the fear of being honest is much greater. Afraid of abandonment, if she finds out that this is a fake pregnancy. Not really ready for all that.

Hans sat down on the porch chair to relieve his fatigue. While I'm in the kitchen making him some warm tea.

"Drink first, Mas," I bargained after returning with a cup of tea.

He immediately gulped it down until half was left. " It's so good that the wife makes it," her praise made me blush.

Sometimes I feel guilty, because I never served him like this. Inverted too. He is the one who always serves me. Now it seems like I want to fix everything. I serve my husband as best I can. Except the bed service. I'm not ready for that. If it happens, fake pregnancy automatically must also be caught.

"Mas, I want to learn to cook," I said.

"Not yet. You'll be sapped later. Moreover, your stomach is getting bigger."

"I want something for you too."

"No need, Yang. I love you for who you are. Anyway I can still divide the time between cooking and working."

"Am I working again, huh? Li said, I can go back to work at any time."

"Ekmh, to be honest, I'd rather you work again. Although my income is not much, but I want us to live with a living from me as a husband." Hans looked at me inside.

"alright. I'll be a lazy wife then," I said as I pursed my lips. He immediately plucked my lips together.

We also chuckled together.

"Salma!" shouted someone suddenly with his baritone voice.

My eyes were bulging, not believing who was coming. It was also when the warm atmosphere that was enveloping us turned cold almost frozen.

Emm, who are the uninvited guests???