Not the Hope Husband

I lov you

With her eyes slightly open and lips covered her smile. Viona commented a smile and said. "I love you Too." His hands embrace the shoulders of Fatir the chicken noodle seller who is now starting to succeed with his own efforts.

"Do you really love me?" fatir Goda. Sticky-looking.

"Em ... very." He muttered and tightened his embrace. "You're evil to say that." Viona's voice was so raucous.

"Dear, I'm kidding and don't be mad." Cup! kiss Viona's forehead full of love.

From the outside it sounds so boisterous. Fatir and Viona looked at each other inwardly asking who was the whiny fuss?

The two sharpened their hearing, and for a long time there was a clear sound of Oma Yani and Bu Asri who were talking to Afiah mom.

"Oh baby .. Vi's head gets dizzy if they exist, fuss continues, other opinions understand and what. Dizziness ...."

Fatir chuckles. "Ha ha ha .. ndak dear. There's me who's gonna take care of you and calm you down, huh?"

Fatma looked at the husband who looked patient.

"Well what, drink or what? i get?" ask Fatir to the wife who is now more relaxed.

"No, I want to drink it, I want to" pointed to the drinking water on the table by the bed.

Fatir's hand immediately grabbed it and gave it. Viona immediately sipped her drink.

"Vi, to yu's hospital? Oma is worried baby, you will be in the hunt to give birth here berabe." The sudden sound of Oma coming in made Viona choke.

"Check, uhuk. Uhuk." Viona coughed while shaking her head.

"Be careful, dear ..." Fatir took the glass from Viona's hand.

"Oh, Vi .. if it has been contracted to the hospital?'' said Bu Asri while embracing Viona's shoulder. On his face that was no longer young was a sense of anxiety.

"Ma, according to the doctor is still a few weeks away Mama. It's still a long time," replied Viona.

"But you're a contraction, right? Vi you're in pain, right?" oma Yani looked worriedly.

Viona did not answer but grimaced back, but this time the pain was somewhat reduced like never again.

"That, right?" the mother was increasingly anxious to see the princess suffer.

Fatir's hand moved gently rubbed his wife's waist. "Yes already. Let's check it out first, will ya? we'll go home again." Fatir embraces Viona's head with lips on her forehead.

"Later ... Vi. Where's hem going?" fatir's voice was very soft on Viona's ear.

Viona nodded. She finally agreed to the advice of her husband. "Go back to the apartment?" his face looked up for a moment waiting for an answer from Fatir.

"Well .. That's dong, let's not worry too much." The Timpal Oma Yani.

"Yes," Asri strongly agreed.

"Yes, can. Yum!" Fatir took off his embrace on Viona's body. Then holding Viona's body he took out and headed for the hospital.

Bu Asri, Oma Yani and Bu Afiah followed from behind. Arriving near viona's car.

The driver immediately opened the door for Viona and Fatir.

"Be careful," Oma Yani's voice from behind.

"Don't speed? Take the car easy." Bu Asri turned to Viona's driver who immediately replied with a nod.

"Mother, will you come?" fatir asked the mother after he was in the car with Viona.

"Follow, sit in front. Mama same Oma will bring her own car," said Fatir while glancing at her in-laws.

Bu Afiah rushed in and the car quickly drove. Bu Asri and Oma Yani followed with a private car.

"Accuse me, duh .. Cramp! my stomach is cramped, Mas ... pain ..." sizzled Viona while holding her stomach.

"Yes, be patient, baby, soon to be." Fatir said while peeping his head at the old Viona.

Viona bit her lip. The cramps become more spread to the back.

After a few tens of minutes finally arrived at Harapan Bunda Hospital, Fatir rushed down around the car and lifted Viona's body inside and immediately transferred to a wheelchair.

Viona was immediately handled by an expert doctor who was already prepared to handle Viona.

"Where's doc?" fatir asked after passing a series of examinations.

"Don't worry, it's a regular contraction and it's still a long time, 1 week at the earliest." Answer the doctor.

"Oohs. Continue to overcome the pain how do doc?" asked Fatir again he could not bear to see the wife withhold pain.

"Yes, I'll get a prescription for it." Connect the doctor while nodding and inserting his device, stethoscope into his pocket.

"Thank you doc." Fatir nodded respectfully. Then approached the wife who had been with three women who loved her.

"It's not time yet, baby, so we can go home again." Said Oma Yani who was given a nod by the mother and Bu Afiah commenting on her smile.

Fatir's hand touched Viona's cheek gently. "Dear, we go home again. Starting tomorrow do not want to first take a leave of absence huh? everything can be monitored from home as well. If saturated! come with me to the store, right?"

Viona nodded and positioned her seat upright. "Yes, we're home now."

"Yep!" Fatir holds Viona's hand to get down and sit in a wheelchair.

Fatir walked towards the pharmacy to redeem the medicine. While Viona and the other three women waited in a place not far away.

After getting the cure Fatir returns to Viona and pushes the wheelchair towards her car. All walked tailing from behind following Fatir's footsteps.

"Mom not tired? come with us gini?" asked Bu Asri slightly glanced at the mother.

"Ndak. Don't you see, I'm fresh like this? still strong like this?" oma Yani continued to walk.

"Just once, Mom." Asri slightly muttered.

"Oma looks very healthy, Ms. Asri. Even though it's old but still fresh in shape." Timpal Bu Afiah.

"Oya dong, it must be." Oma Yani smiled at Bu Afiah's praise.

There are Adam and Sidar. Waiting. "Beautiful mother hasn't given birth?" greet Sidar whose gaze was fixed on Viona.

"Not kid, are you here yet?" Ms. Alicia looked at her two sons.

"Yes, ma'am, we're curious to see our niece born into the world." Said Adam.

"No, Mas. Maybe he's afraid to see you don't want to come out now." Sidar nyablak ....

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