Not the Original Owner

51. Memory on a Rainy Day

Nyssa's daydreams are scattered by the sound of rain. Nyssa was surprised when she saw Azmy was already beside her.

"Honey.. Why be surprised like that? I'm your husband, not a ghost." Nyssa ignored her husband's clumsiness. He doesn't think it's funny.

The focus now is the sound of rain. Nyssa walked out of the room, down the stairs, towards the back door. As she was about to open the door, Azmy stopped her.

"It's raining, baby."

"I want to take a rain shower."

"But.." Azmy's words did not continue as Nyssa had already opened the door and walked out.

Nyssa extended her hand to feel the rain. Until there was an urge for him to get into the rain. A glance at the piece of memory, entered into his mind. Where there is a woman with 2 children playing in the rain. The girl with the height of the woman and the boy about 5 years old.

They raised their hands, reciting the rain. They looked so happy, but the boy would sometimes whine.

"Dear, don't be afraid of the rain. Rain is the sustenance that Allah has sent down for all His creatures." the woman carried the boy. After her whining stopped, the woman lowered her and asked her to dance.

Nyssa can guess, the woman is a mother with 2 children.

Another memory entered his mind, seen his son who was in a seizure and was rushed to the hospital. The woman gave up her finger bitten by her child until it left a deep mark. The woman also cried when the nurse placed the infusion in the boy's hand.

Nyssa began to shed tears, the memory she had just seen in her mind felt imprinted. The hurt, helplessness felt by the woman, like she was experiencing it.

Another memory replaces, currently seen his daughter is crying because her chin was torn due to a fall in the bathroom. Shaking the woman stopped the bleeding. Crying, she tried to call her husband to go home. They also took their children to the hospital. Her husband said, "Darling, don't come in. Wait outside." But the girl always called her name. His heart became more and more sliced, with the woman shaking the words basmalah and entering the IGD. There the doctor immediately gave an action to sew the wound of the girl. Shaking and tearful, the woman held her son who still called his name in her tears. "Mimi" that's what she called, the call kept her son uttered until the doctor finished sewing. The girl fell asleep due to the exhaustion effect of crying and enduring the pain. "Darling, wait here. I'll take care of the administration" said her husband. "No, let me. Take care of our son!" The woman came out of the IGD with trembling hands, cold sweat and was about to vomit but was held back. "It's okay for my son."

Nyssa felt a tremor in her hand, she also felt nausea. The woman is a blood phobia and medical device. Her husband asked her to wait outside.

Nyssa was crying, she felt the woman's feelings. The sadness and fear he held back desperately for the sake of his son. But his body still showed symptoms of his phobia.

Azmy, who was beside Nyssa, saw her crying and shaking and hugging her. Swiping her back to calm down, but Nyssa's cry was precisely

getting louder.

The memory that appears this time is the struggle of the woman to maintain her womb. The woman contracted chickenpox when she was both 8 months pregnant. Already went to the 2 nearest general practitioners to produce no results, instead chicken pox was growing almost all over his body. He was bleeding and his body was hot. Until the obstetrician who only practices 1 time a week comes. He asked to be referred to a large hospital. Due to the bleeding and weakened fetal heart rate. The journey is not easy, it takes 4 hours using an ambulance with a speed of 100 km/h, crossing the sea by boat for 30 minutes, from the port to the hospital 30 minutes. Her husband and son followed her from the back of the ambulance in a car. During that time, the woman did not cry. Withstanding all his feelings, only the chanting of the dhikr "La haula wala quwwata illa billah" he spoke in his heart. Women who are phobic with medical devices must resist their fears in order to save the child in the womb. Doctors said they could not remove the baby because the 8-month-old lung is still not ready, although it is ready still not able to give birth normally with his condition now. If you do a cesarean section, it is less likely that the baby can survive because of his immature age also due to exposure to Varicella zoster virus. The only thing is to maintain it by giving injections of fetal lung boosters and observation.

Nyssa's cries could not stop, the woman kept smiling as her daughter asked why there was a hose in her hand and in her nose. On the one hand the woman endured her fear and pain, on the other hand she remained steadfast to her daughter.

The waiter had prepared warm water for the bath and immediately came out after hearing Azmy's order to make ginger ale with brown sugar.

Slowly, Azmy puts Nyssa into the bath tub, then removes the clothes she was wearing. He first took a shower and put on a bath robe. After that, I bathed Nyssa in warm water.

Azmy carried Nyssa's body wrapped in a towel to the bed. Put it down, put clothes on and dry her hair. After covering Nyssa's body with a blanket, Azmy put on her clothes.

2 Cups of ginger drink is already available in the nightstand, Azmy took one and drank it. Nyssa opened her eyes, calling him Azmy's name.

"Dear, I'm here." hugging his little wife.

Nyssa sobbed, the female feeling that was seen in her mind was still imprinting. Nyssa also hesitates to tell Azmy. He decided to stay silent, one day he would tell it.

"Drink first, baby!" Azmy handed over the cup of gingerbread that Nyssa received.

"Thank you" Nyssa said in her voice.

"Dear brother, is anyone sick?" Nyssa.

After drinking her ginger, Nyssa handed her cup to Azmy and asked her to lie down next to him.

Azmy obeyed his little wife, pregnancy is really heavy. He must be able to defeat his ego in order to succumb to his little wife. The time is still 10:00, but Nyssa invites him to sleep. Not only will Nyssa ride the scales, she will also rise if she follows Nyssa's diet and sleep.

Nyssa who was in Azmy's arms was currently thinking. "Aren't I upset with my husband? Why do I want it now?" ask Nyssa inwardly. Her mood was truly magical, the influence of her pregnancy made her like and enjoy every one of their intimate activities but also sometimes feel unappetised instantly.

Nyssa once found out on the internet, the cause of her being passionate during pregnancy. It turns out that it is caused by an increase in the hormone estrogen that makes arousal increase.

Even though his heart was churning with still-embarrassing feelings. But her body is different, her body longs for her husband's touch. Nyssa tries to hold him back, so that when he has sex his heart and feelings are fine, not like now. But her hands had started to move under her husband's shirt.

Azmy just silently felt Nyssa's hands tracing her chest and stomach. He's afraid he'll upset his little wife like last night.

Nyssa's hand played on her husband's chest area, upset that there was no response from Azmy. Nyssa bit the chest of her husband who was still wearing a T-shirt, 2 bites still no response. Nyssa bites the collarbone of her husband Azmy responds to by tightening her arms. Not stopping there, Nyssa tried to bite her husband's ear but did not arrive.

Azmy could not bear Nyssa's temptation, but turned and supported Nyssa below. His little wife can really drive him crazy. A moment of sadness, a moment of smiling, a moment of ferocity, and now teasing him. Since Nyssa's pregnancy, Azmy has also felt that his wife's passion has increased. Evidenced by the initiative of Nyssa, and their intimate activities are increasingly friendly. If Nyssa usually tries to compensate, now they can both enjoy it. But not all of Nyssa's temptations can be interpreted as a united desire.

That was what made him hesitate at this moment, even though his breathing had already started to hunt, he only saw Nyssa's face from close range. Until Nyssa draped her hand around Azmy's neck, the green light was greeted Azmy with pleasure. Their struggle began and their union did until they both fell asleep. The rain that was still falling outside and the cold air of the AC intensified their sleep in the arms.