
In a moment, hopefully this life story will arrive at a happy ending.
-ragile
Azka opened her eyes. He did not remember how he got to his apartment sofa. Due to exhaustion, he fell asleep during the trip from the office to his apartment after dropping off Nita. Looks like Kara took him. Ah, Azka was embarrassed to imagine how the boy had brought her from the parking lot. How else? the boy must have carried her. Good Lord!
Azka changed her position to sit. Then reach for a glass of water on the table that has been there since when. Looks like Kara put it for Azka. After his throat was wetter by the water he sipped, he then moved towards the kitchen. Azka placed the glass on the dishwashing bowl sink.
He was about to go to his room, when his eyes found two testpacks that he used this morning. He immediately grabbed it, weighing it with a smile on his face. He rubbed the flat stomach while continuing to mumble prayers so that the fetus there will grow healthy.
Azka grasped the pregnancy test tightly. He has made a determination. He'll tell Saga after he gets out of the office. And because this was nearing her husband's return. He must be prepared.
Azka ran small towards her room. Almost tripped by his own feet. He then slowed his steps while stroking his stomach. "I'm sorry, Mommy's too happy" he said to the stomach. It was as if the fetus inside could hear what he was saying.
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After taking a bath, he chose a light blue one-sided canal. He was looking at himself in front of the mirror. Apply a night cream followed by some other makeup that makes it fresher. Thin makeup that is applied to his face makes him feel more confident to give this happy news to his beloved husband.
He stood up while holding the two pregnancy detectors tightly. Saga will be home soon. Should he wait for her in the room? Or should he greet her first in front of the door when Saga comes? Ah, why is it this whole bunch?
Azka finally chose to wait in the living room. He will invite Saga to speak first before saying the news that will definitely make him happy. At least that's what Azka expected. But when he reached the door of the room, just when the front door also heard the passcode button pressed, the nausea came back. Azka quickly went to the bathroom on the side of the room. He spilled everything there. Unlike usual, the nausea this time was more intense. There was pain in his heart. There was a dull feeling in the center of his stomach. And the combination made her cry.
The bathroom door opened, Saga slammed towards Azka. He immediately held both of his wife's shoulders. Somehow the touch felt on his shoulder made the sadness in Azka even more so. Azka was crying. Is this what it feels like to be pregnant? This change in feeling caused Saga to panic, while Azka felt confused by what she was experiencing.
"Satash. Honey, why cry? still nauseous? is anyone sick?" ask Saga quickly. There was panic and worry in his speech.
Azka just shook her head. He doesn't know what to say. Even he was confused by what was currently making him cry bitterly.
"Yes? hurt his stomach? Which part hurts?" Saga flipped Azka's body. gently stroked Azka's stomach with her hands. But Azka did not like that. He briskly patted Saga's hand that had landed on his stomach in a rough motion.
"Yang, sorry. It hurt?" and Azka's increasingly crying made Saga confused.
"Why is it?"
"I'm sorry. I don't know why I. I'm sorry." That's all Azka could say to convey that it wasn't her intention to jerk Saga's hand so hard. It was also not her intention to cry like this, leaving Saga confused and panicking as well.
Saga quickly grabbed two objects of different sizes. Examining with a clear look of confusion imprinted on his face. He did not understand what the signs meant there. Two red lines that have slightly faded. Not looking at anything else, he immediately drew the conclusion that, So, Azka hopes this nausea is a sign of pregnancy? But she wasn't really pregnant?
Saga immediately threw the two objects in any direction. Made Azka round her eyes perfectly. He did not expect Saga to just throw that thing away. Would Saga not want to if she was really pregnant?
"Darling, don't think about it too much. L'm.. I don't want you to feel burdened by this. It's too early to think about it now. Sssh, you don't have to cry just because of my request for a year we were married. I really don't want to have kids. We can postpone it okay. We'll start another pregnancy program later, after your condition, we're better." The deg!
There was a pain in Azka's heart to hear it all. Even Azka had not explained anything. Azka also has not said that there is actually already their baby in her stomach. But hearing what Saga said, he felt that it seemed like he was the only one who wanted this baby now. And Azka chose not to say anything. He'll tell Saga later, not today. By suppressing the feeling of tightness in his chest, Azka got up. Just take off Saga's handrails on her shoulder. He then stepped towards their room. Put yourself back in front of the mirror. He removed all the makeup on his face. This makeup is no longer needed, he thought.
Saga looked on with a grimacing heart. He can only be silent. He thought that Azka might still not be calm. He may still be hoping for a happy outcome. And Saga tried to understand that. Instead of approaching Azka, he went out of the room to prepare their dinner with some of the food he had bought on the way.
Azka glanced over from behind the mirror. He is really disappointed at the moment. Even Saga did not glance at him. He also decided to start getting used to it. She'll take care of the baby, even though Saga doesn't want it yet. He promised that he would make Saga accept them. "I'm sorry Baby, your dad doesn't want you. He just doesn't know that you're funny yet. Mom will tell Dad later. Mommy sure, I love you very much. Be healthy baby." said Azka to her stomach with a soft soft voice.
Azka turned her gaze from her stomach towards the mobile phone on the dresser. A message came in. From a clear number he knows who. His name is on there.
Can I meet you tomorrow? I want to talk to you.
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Ragil came home all tired in his body. He misses his bed. He also wanted to make sure that Marsha had come home. That woman is no longer there. He opened the door slowly. He was immediately greeted with some items lying irregularly on the floor.
"Damn it! my house is ancur gini!" muttered.
He immediately entered through some of the items lying down. There was also a broken glass on the floor. He's headed for Marsha's room. He pushed the door open wide. Marsha seems to have left. It looks like his room is more empty. The suitcase is no longer there, Ragil opened the wardrobe which turned out to be empty leaving a towel folded in it.
"Finally, it's people home too." Ragil smiled briefly. "Wait until I get home too, and we're done" he added.
It's moving from there. Grabbing his phone in his right pants pocket. He sent a message to someone he used to ask for help cleaning his house. Then when his body was in his room, he immediately took off all his clothes. Ragil needs a bath, flushing his body with water to make himself feel fresher. Moreover, he needed a bath so that his mind was clearer after a day so tired and tired.
Ragil wrapped a towel around his waist. Put a smaller towel around his neck for him to use to dry hair that is longer than usual. He then remembered that he would contact Azka about his invitation to meet. Yes, Ragil felt the need to thank the woman directly. That way, he will feel relieved. And he also hopes that after that, Azka will also feel happy because he has helped Ragil get to his goal, divorcing Marsha. He just wants to tell Azka, that he will also soon find his own life storyline after this. The storyline that will take him on a happy ending as he dreams. As Azka now feels.
Can I meet you tomorrow? I want to talk to you.
The message was sent, he put his phone back on the table. And headed for the wardrobe to pick up a piece of clothing for her to wear.