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Mother who wants to laundry carpet looks difficult to bring the carpet from the top of the motorbike into the shophouse. The carpet he was carrying was a bit wet and heavy.

"Sorry, Mom. I can't help bring it. I'm pregnant young." reject Goddess.

"What the hell, Ma'am? Yaudah let me take it." said the mother while grumbling.

"I'm sorry, ma'am." said the Goddess who felt bad.

The mother lifted the rather heavy carpet one by one to the place that the Goddess pointed. Wet carpets make the skipped ones become muddy.

"Yes. This is because my ex-husband used to wear eh rain. Forced laundry deh from my waist aches clean." grumbled the mother.

The mother several times back and forth until finally all the carpets have been lifted and placed in the place that the Goddess told. The goddess obeyed her mother's orders by not lifting the rather heavy carpet.

The goddess waited for her mother to come. The goddess called but her mother did not answer. The father who raised and told me that my mother was praying. Finally the Goddess waited patiently again.

Customers are back. This time carrying a bed cover while carrying two children. "Mbak wants a laundry bedcover." cried the mother while still sitting on the motorbike. "Sorry Mom, my son is sleeping. I can't go down!"

"Yes. It's okay, Mom." Dewi also made a note for the mother and intended to take the bed cover. Dewi thought the bed cover must be light because it is not wet.

"My money is fifty thousand, Ma'am." said the mother, shouting.

"Yes, Mom. Let me give you your change." replied the Goddess.

"Snap, Ma'am. I'm bothered!" The goddess quickly got her notes and change.

From a distance the Goddess saw her mother was walking towards the shophouse. Just stay across but the number of vehicles passing by makes his mother have to wait a while.

The goddess put on her sandals and walked past the edge of the storefront. Unfortunately, the carpet that was wet made the road slippery. The goddess who walked quickly was unaware and finally...

Bruck...

"God, Goddess!" shouted the mother who had successfully crossed.

The goddess grimaced in pain. The fall was quite strong despite the fall sitting down. The muddy floor plus slippery sandals make Dewi slip.

"Oh my God, Ma'am. Sorry I can't help. My son has no one to hold!" test the mother who was on the bike.

Mom quickly approached. "Oh God, Wi! How are you!"

"Mom, please give me this note and take the mother's bed cover!" the Goddess replied while enduring the pain.

Mother did what the Goddess told her to do after helping the Goddess wake up. The goddess sat on the plastic chair that Mother provided.

"Sick Son? Go to the doctor for a check-up!" said Mother.

Goddess nodded. His stomach hurt. Cramping and stiffness in the lower part of the abdomen, more pain than usual.

Tears dripped from the corner of the Goddess's eyes. It was the pain he endured.

"Attent. I'm calling you and Nak Wira first!" said Mother.

Mother then began to busy contacting the Father and asked him to keep the shop for a while. Mom called Wira, but she didn't answer.

"Not answered, son. Your husband may be busy!" said Mother with a worried look.

The goddess only nodded weakly. The pain is becoming. In the heart of the Goddess continued to pray that her fetus would be fine.

Finally Mommy called Mommy Dance, the irony. When told that Dewi fell and got sick, Tari quickly told Ms. Sari to take her to the Family Health Hospital It's Important and will meet there to save time.

Bu Sari then took a wallet containing the identity of the Goddess and a change of clothes for the Goddess and brought Dewi to the hospital after the Father came while in Ratna who was about to go to school. Mother asked you to guard the shophouse and wait for Bahri who closed it and took Dewi to the hospital by stopping a taxi.

The goddess walks weakly and is seen dragging her steps while riding a taxi. His face was pale and his lips trembled withstanding a great pain.

In the car, Ibu Sari continues to strengthen the Goddess. "Patience to Child. Praying. I hope everything's okay."

The goddess nodded weakly. In her heart the Goddess continued to pray for her son's safety.

While in the taxi, Wira finally called back. Apparently he was praying together in the mosque.

"Assalamualaikum, why darling? Did you just call me?" ask Wira.

Dewi gave her phone to Ibu Sari because she could not bear the pain.

"Sir Wira, the goddess of the swipes. Now her stomach is in pain. Mom's in the taxi again and she's taking Dewi to the hospital. I've called your Mommy, your Mommy goes straight to the hospital."

The news delivered by Ibu Sari certainly made Wira very surprised. "Astaghfiullah! Oh God the Goddess!"

Wira's face was struck with fear and anxiety regarding the state of the Goddess.

"I'm going straight to the hospital right now, Mom. It's close to home, isn't it?" ask Wira.

"Yes. Mom is still on the road. It's a mess, son."

Quickly Wira snatched the keys of her car and like an orang-in-law, Wira speeding on the road. His mind was troubled thinking about the state of the Goddess. In the hearts of the Wira kept praying for the safety of their wives and future children.

Finally the taxi that was boarded by Dewi arrived in front of the ER. There is a Dance that has not been up to a long time riding a motorcycle with Abi. Dance swiftly asked the officer to get a gurney for his dearest daughter-in-law.

Abi himself carried the pale-faced Goddess to the top of the gurney. Dance until not strong enough to hold back her tears to see the state of the Goddess.

"Be careful, Bi." order Dance with a vibrating voice.

"You're strong, honey! You're gonna be okay!" dance Prayer holding the cold hand of the Goddess. Tears of Dance returned.

Officers then brought the Goddess into the ER to be examined. Just now Ibu Sari was about to go inside to accompany Dewi, Wira came and immediately left her car. He doesn't care about the others. He only thought of the Goddess.

Abi who again swiftly parked the Wira car so as not to disturb the vehicle or ambulance that wants to the ER.

"Where goddess? Where's?" ask Wira with a breath of ngosan.

"Inside." answered Dance. "Just come in."

The hero was about to enter but his hand was pulled by Tari. "You have to control yourself! The goddess needs you! Act grown-up! Be a backstop for her!"

The message of Dance made Wira even more worried about the state of his wife. Dari who has seen the state of the Goddess has said so, Tari knows because several times see the state of Aunt Tara like that.

The Tears of the Hero descended without command. The spirit took a deep breath and nodded. "Yes, My. Pray for my wife and children, My!"

Dance nodded. He embraced Bu Sari's arm which also looked anxious. Both of them strengthen each other and pray for the safety of the Goddess and her fetus.

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