
"Sir Bima, Miss Emma's condition is currently fine. He was just exhausted and lacking blood. Then, for the condition of the fetus in the womb was in good condition," said the doctor of the family trust Danendra.
Bimantara's body sculpted when he heard the words of the doctor. The man's heart beat faster than usual. The sound choked, the tongue felt dumb unable to say.
"The new gestational age enters four weeks and it is still prone to miscarriage. Ask the patient not to be too tired to work, multiply take vitamins and pregnant milk to meet the nutritional needs of the mother and fetus. Oh yes one more, do not let the patient experience stress because it can affect the content," continued the man with silvery hair.
"So .. This woman is pregnant, Doc? She's actually pregnant?" repeat Bimantara after he gets the strength to speak.
The male doctor squinted his eyes, staring question marks at Bimantara. "really. Doesn't Pak Bima know that one of your employees is pregnant young?"
The man with silvery hair and cylindrical glasses did not know that the woman who was lying weakly on the bed was the lover of Bimantara.
Bimantara shook his head. "No, Doc. I haven't been to the office for a few days so I don't know if any of the company's employees are pregnant."
The doctor smiled. "Aah .. yes. I've understood. After all, it is not the business of Mr. Bima. Whether she is pregnant or not, Pak Bima has no obligation to know the condition of your employees."
The doctor handed him a piece of white paper in front of Bimantara. "Please give this prescription to the patient and ask to be redeemed at the dispensary."
Bimantara grabbed the paper, then saw the graffiti of the doctor's hand there. His head felt dizzy because he did not understand what was written by the man with glasses.
"Is there anything else Mr. Bima would like to ask before I resign."
The only child of the couple Hasna and Irawan shook their heads. "Nothing, Doctor. Everything is clear enough."
"All right, then excuse me. Do not forget, give the prescription to the patient," added the senior doctor before leaving the room Bimantara.
Bimantara looked at Emma who was lying weakly on the bed. Look at the lover with a mixed gaze between happiness and guilt at the same time. "I'm sorry, Emma, for being so cold and indifferent to you. If I had known you were pregnant with my son, I would have been gentle with you. Not even being cold and ignoring you," muttered Bimantara.
Step over to Emma, then sit on the edge of the bed. A faint smile was painted on his beautiful face. "Thank you for giving me the most beautiful gift when I was in trouble, dear." A kiss full of love Bimantara put on the forehead and eyelids.
Feeling someone's warm lips touch the surface of the skin made Emma sober. The long lentic eyelashes move slowly. Those beautiful eyeballs slowly opened perfectly.
"Male?" call Emma when her beautiful tail catches the figure of the handsome man opposite her.
Bimantara rubs the top of Emma's head lovingly. "Yes, Honey. Wh why? You need anything?" ask her in a soft voice.
"Why am I in your room? Didn't I just leave your apartment, then why is this time lying here." Emma tries to recall what happened before she collapsed. However, there is not a single memory that he managed to remember other than fireflies who danced beautifully in the eye fertilizers. The longer the fireflies were the more and more and he could not remember what happened after that.
The CEO bent his body slightly while staring at Emma's brown bead. The fingers rubbed the woman's cheeks so gently. "So you passed out and I took you to my room."
Emma nodded faintly in response to Bimantara's words. "Ehm .. so. Thank you for bringing me here."
Then, the woman was about to get up from the bed. However, Bimantara's baritone voice stopped his movement.
"Where are you going?" ask Bimantara briefly.
"Wait!" sergeant Bimantara while blocking Emma's wrist. "You better rest here tonight. I don't want anything bad to happen to you and our child-to-be."
Both eyebrows furrowed. A sharp eye stared at the man next to him. "Prospective child? What do you mean, Bima?" ask Emma curious.
A smile expands at the corner of Bimantara's lips. The man brought his face closer to a distance. "Said the doctor, you're pregnant right now, Emma. In your stomach has been present my future son," he said.
Emma's eyeballs are perfectly wide. The head shook weakly hearing the words of Bimantara. "That's impossible, Bima. Didn't I always take the contraceptive pill then why could I concede?"
Emma's current attitude in Bimantara's eyes looks so adorable. He pinched the lover's nose very slowly. "I did give you a pregnancy-preventing pill at first. However, over time I replaced the pill with vitamins because I wanted you to conceive my son, the fruit of our love. My flesh and blood from the woman I love so much."
"Male? K-you-" Emma's speech came to a halt as Bimantara's index finger stopped in front of the secretary's lips.
"God! I admit my mistake for lying to you. But really, I mean nothing but want to have you. I don't know what else to do to keep you by my side. Then, this idea first came to my mind. I'm sorry, honey."
Emma turned her face to the left. There was disappointment on her beautiful face. "You can do that to me, Bima." A pair of eyeballs glazed over as they said the sentence.
"Since the beginning I told you that I was not ready to get pregnant but why did you break your promise, Bima?" emma said softly.
Bimantara straightened his seat and looked back at Emma's face. "Tell me what makes you unprepared?"
"Your parents, Bima!" emma said with a flash of emotion in her eyes. "Have you got their blessing to get in touch with me? No, right? Then, what about the status of this child if born into the world? I don't want my son to be insulted as an illegitimate child by the bad guys out there."
It was the heart of Bimantara when he heard Emma's words. He does not think about the fate of the baby in the womb of the lover if he is born into this world. Dissolved into happiness in the midst of a major disaster struck his marriage makes the man forget that between himself and Emma has not been tied to marriage.
Bimantara took a deep breath, then exhaled slowly. "Yes, I'm guilty of you. I'm sorry, Emma."
"Then, what should we do now?" ask Emma doubtfully.
Bimantara's fingers touch the tip of Emma's chin until now the eyes of the two face each other. "Of course I want to account for what I did. I'll marry you soon. We raised this baby together. You ... want to be my life partner?"
Emma's eyeballs move, staring in the lover's brown iris. There was no doubt in the slightest of those beautiful beads. "You serious, Bim?" The CEO just smiled broadly as the answer.
The moping face returned sumringah. Dark clouds replaced by sunlight on the secretary's face. "I .. want to be your life partner."
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