Our Baby's!

JET LAGS!

Yuck, huek, huek!

I don't know how many times Joanna vomited all her stomach after they arrived in Bali.

Even while descending the plane, Joanna rushed to find a quiet place and squatted down to remove anything that made her stomach feel nauseous, uncomfortable.

"Honey, we're dropping by the nearest hospital, huh?"

Jean looked worried to see Joanna's pale face filled with sweaty circles as big as corn kernels.

His head rested on Jean's shoulder which was swiftly grabbed his body.

"I need some warm sugar water, Je." - softly as he held his stomach and head dizzy.

Jean didn't say anything.

Carrying Joanna ala bridal to Cafeteria. Ignoring Joanna's protests and the confused gazes of those around them.

"Jean, shy. They saw us."

"I'm just carrying you, not naked in public. Why be ashamed, hm?"

It's free to argue with Jean. It would not work especially Joanna also does not have enough energy to fight with her mouth now.

His body really felt weak.

Joanna needs a glass of warm water and lies down on the bed.

"Sorry, my wife doesn't like tea. Just enough warm sugar water. Thanks."

After paying for the bread and hot drink, Jean approached Joanna, who was sitting limp in one of the chairs.

"Thank you, Darling" said Joanna who immediately grasped the glass filled with warm water using both hands.

The nausea came back.

Joanna was really uncomfortable with this kind of condition.

"Slowly, Honey. You'll choke on it."

Some people who saw them, felt envious as well as carried away the atmosphere. Jean was so quick to help Joanna in every way.

Even unpacked his bread and then feed the bread little by little to the mouth of his wife.

"Sneakers. I don't like."

Jean shook her head, "You've just been vomiting. Your stomach needs to be filled again, honey. Aaa... Open your mouth, come on!"

Forced.

Joanna opened her lips a little.

One bite, the bread was immediately pushed with a few sips of warm water so as not to feel nauseous when swallowing it.

"It has. I don't want to, Jean."

Seeing Joanna's pale face, Jean decided to take the woman to the Hospital.

"There is no rejection. What does the husband say."

Like Jean said just now.

Joanna nodded weakly.

The grip of Jean's hand on each shoulder strengthened Joanna's limp.

No talks during the trip

Joanna closed her eyes while leaning her head against the chest of her husband's field.

As if afraid if he opened his eyes, then the nausea came back.

"It's here, sir."

"Ah, yes. Just take the change."

"Thank you, good man."

Jean simply responded to the taxi driver with a friendly smile.

Leading Joanna into the examination room by chance, the doctor there was on standby. No visit to other patients.

"Please lie down first, Mom."

Again.

Joanna and her chatty mouth disappeared as if swallowed by the earth.

There was only that pretty face that looked pale.

A few minutes waiting, the doctor returned to the desk.

Scribbled out part of the paper from Joanna's examination.

"So my wife is sick, Doctor? It's not usually that he's got jet lag or anything like that. He's been on a plane a lot."

The doctor smiled faintly hearing the worried tone of the handsome man before him.

Jean looked at Joanna who was asleep in the gurney.

Oh God. I can't bear to see Joanna in pain.

"You don't have to worry, Mr. Soenser ..."

The doctor was tagged; sofiana wrote down a prescription for Jean.

"Doctor?"

Jean was so impatient to see Doctor Sofia never speak again.

"Congratulations, sir. Your wife is pregnant."

Doctor Sofia's words were heard by Joanna as well, she turned her head towards them.

"H-pregnant?"

Doctor Sofia smiled again, "Yes. Her gestational age is only three weeks, once again safe, Mr. Soenser."

"Haha, Doctor don't joke."

"According to the results of the examination I just stated that Ms. Joanna is indeed pregnant ..."

Then show some writings with medical terms that Jean does not understand, "You and your wife must not have realized it. That's a natural thing. Many young couples like you are late to realize their partner's pregnancy."

Jean stared at Joanna who was looking at her as well.

"Darling, you're pregnant."

Her smile grew as Jean walked over to Joanna, who was lying in a gurney.

"But I suggest that Ms. Joanna stay here until the infusion runs out because it looks like Ms. Joanna lost a lot of fluids ..."

Doctor Sofia gave a paper sheet containing a prescription that must be redeemed, "More or less wait for three more hours, sir! While waiting, you can complete the administration and redeem the drug first in the Pharmacy."

"Yes, Doctor. Thanks for the explanation."

"good. If there's anything please call Sister the guard. I have a visit to another patient's room, excuse me."

They are so dissolved in that happiness. Until forgetting for a moment their initial purpose of coming to Bali is not just a vacation.

Haha, poor Mr. Jean is not a honeymoon.

...••••...

"Aunty, when do Mami and Papi come home?"

"Aunty, why haven't they called Je?"

"Aunty Kala, Je misses Papi and Mami."

"Account ..."

"Aunty, I want–"

Cklek!

The door of the house was open.

The tall, wide-smiling figure was warmly welcomed by Jenan's screaming voice.

"JORDAN UNCLE!"

Jenan ran into Jordan's arms.

"Hey, Baby Boy! Sorry, Uncle can only come at night."

"It's okay. Je remains happy Uncle here, let's go in! Aunty Kala cook spaghetti, hihi."

"Book?"

"Yes! Why indeed?" sahut Kalandra suddenly.

The aroma of the newly matured spaghetti was so appetizing that Jordan held back his salivation and made the jakun protruding around his neck go up and down.

"It just so happens that I haven't had dinner either" he said, grinning the horse.

"Then?"

"Tsk! You insensitive woman!"

"You?"

Jordan was nagging when Kalandra accidentally thrust the plate in front of her face.

Jordan's hungry gaze made the woman feel pity.

"This time I'm being kind. Eat up!"

He took another plate after making sure little Jenan got the first part.

"But it's not free." Kalandra grins.

Jordan has guessed.

There's a shrimp behind bakwan— uh, stone means!

"Yes, yeah, whatever! Just mention the terms after I finish eating, okay?" Jordan's big hand holding a spoon was immediately hit by Kalandra.

Plaque!

"Ahk! What, Kal? He said he was being kind? I'm hungry and lazy to argue with you."

"Say first ... Yes what the conditions are beautiful Kalandra, only after that you can eat." said Kalandra who took over the plate Jordan again.

Inconveniencing.

"Hm, what's the condition?"

"Say first, ish!"

"It's a beautiful Kalandra, what's the condition? Satisfied?!"

Kalandra look on Jenan's shoulder that looks fun to enjoy his artificial spaghetti.

"Dear dearest, let's listen to Uncle Jordan's words first, because without witnesses, there's a fear of someone breaking a promise." she quipped in a tone that sounded so annoying in Jordan's ear.

"Witness what, Aunty?"

"Sst. Je was quiet and heard it."

Jenan who did not understand only nodded obediently because her mouth was full of food.

"You just eat hard! I can also deliver orders if I know this."

"Eitz! Wanna protest?"

"No! Tell me quickly, Kalandra! I'm really hungry!"

Kalandra gave a small laugh but a second later the corner of her lips changed to form a grin.

"Wash all the plates and glasses of our used dinners and ..."

Jordan's mouth gaped at the ridiculous terms the woman had put forward.

"And I haven't had time to wash the cookware I was wearing just now, haha. Please, brother Jordan! Let the sink not be full." he continued, without sin.

Lastly, Kalandra gave one blink of an eye so it felt like Jordan was eager to slam the woman's body on the bed.

Remember that! On the bed, take notes.

Why are women always so troublesome!

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