Renjana Dusk Kala

Chapters 100. Where I Am, Remember Me In Your Prayer

Where I Am, Remember Me In Your Prayer

- taken from the lyrics of the song titled "Betapa Kucinta Padamu" sung by Siti Nurhaliza-

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Days Without you

Flower

Tama

He immediately contacted the hotel receptionist asking for a recommendation of the nearest doctor's office. He also phoned Hanafi, a fellow high school student who served in the Bandung city resort.

"Under many choices." So said Hanafi. "You go to a nice hospital or a private doctor's practice just choose."

"Macet" he complained. Still want a doctor who is around Lembang so as not to have to race towards Bandung. It would definitely be a waste of his precious time with Pocut and the kids. "That's just here, it's. Just this regular check."

"Where is lu?"

"At the hotel ...."

Hanafi then recommended a Mother and Child Hospital which is closest to the hotel where he stayed. Just like the name of the hospital mentioned by the hotel receptionist. Unfortunately when trying to contact the hospital hotline, the patient registration has been closed since half an hour ago.

"Sorry, sir, the queue number is full. Because Saturday's schedule is only up to 10," the hospital official explained when he was half forced to remain registered.

"There's a doctor's practice here, sir." When he was surfing on a search engine for a nearby doctor practice, the hotel receptionist contacted him again. "Can come directly do not need to register first. Practice hours until one noon."

After thanking the hotel receptionist for the help provided, he immediately contacted the phone number of the pharmacy.

"Rubber, Sir. Please come directly. We wait until one o'clock." And the pharmacist's reply made him breathe a sigh of relief.

From the map instructions, the pharmacy is not far from the famous fast food restaurant. Goodgood. Once paddled two islands are exceeded. As long as he takes Pocut to see a doctor, the children can wait in the restaurant without getting bored.

Now, the new time shows 8 o'clock less. About fifteen minutes ago, Cakra sent a message already on the way to take the children to Lembang. And according to the latest traffic navigation app monitoring, Cakra and the children are expected to arrive at the hotel where they will stay for approximately one hour. There's still plenty of time.

He first took a sip of coffee before pulling the chair and then placed it right on the right side of the bed. Sitting silently watching the most soothing sight of the eyes. The sleeping pout.

Almost an hour ago when they were whispering to each other after celebrating love, Pocut suddenly ran to the toilet just wrapped in makeshift cloth. When he followed, he found Pocut sitting in front of the closet.

As much as possible it helps by removing the ends of the hair, massaging the nape and rubbing the back. But Pocut still did not vomit anything. Causes of nausea as if stuck in the esophagus.

Pocut's pale face looks increasingly pias. Even when he clasped the slender shoulder it meant to help to stand up, Pocut's hand grip felt ice-cold.

"This is really sick," he said worried when he was feeding a spoonful of warm sweet tea that was just delivered by the hotel attendant. "Weeked out yesterday?"

Pocut had to tell a story via a cell phone connection if the activity in the last two weeks was quite solid. Including the handover ceremony of the head of twigs and social services in three different places in order to commemorate the day of unity.

But Pocut shook his head. "Just a common cold."

Just a regular wind? He muttered to himself with his eyes straight ahead. Looking at the sleeping position Pocut so calm and peaceful. The soft parasites looked deathly pale. With both arms bent at the side of the head. Only wrapped in a thin blanket that is unable to cover a pair of charming legs and collarbone that. What a charming beauty that can arouse its turmoil repeatedly in just a short time.

"Rest first" he said as he moved out of bed. Means to keep a cup containing warm sweet tea that is only sipped by Pocut as much as three spoons. "If you're not too nauseous, we go to the doctor."

But Pocut was silent. No answer was heard. He was worried that Pocut would run back to the toilet. When he turned around, his beautiful wife had fallen asleep.

Now, he continues to look at Pocut who is still asleep. It doesn't seem like a common cold. He had a good reason for this one. Because when celebrating love, Pocut feels so sweet and soft. More beautiful than their previous celebrations. The undefined beauty. He even almost got out of control forcing Pocut to receive his consecutive banquet without pause. Incredibly, when he realized how his body reacted when facing the alluring snare owned by a Pocut. Hot burning.

He threw his back to the back of the chair while folding his hands in front of his chest. Smiling alone imagined the prejudice that caused Pocut to be nauseous but unable to spit out anything.

Could it?

From the first day of the wedding, he could do anything to Pocut. Celebrating love to entertain each other until they forget the land. Almost without a hitch. Like ... monthly female guests for example.

Is the guess based now?

He just kept smiling. Pay attention to Pocut who fell asleep fast without moving a bit. Staring at the adorable look that beyond expectations is able to turn him into someone new. More calmly. It is no longer as easy to get out of control as in the past. More anticipatory. It is no longer easy to express emotions without thinking about the consequences. More liquid. No longer stiff and hard-hearted. Argha! Never thought it would be this fun.

Not long from the memory of how the pattern of communication with a partner in the past is very bad. Nobody wants to give up. No one's trying to understand. Each one just wants to be understood. Both put forward the ego.

Conditions that are much different from today.

The occurrence of cardboard containing money becomes a real example. Where that day the activity he lived was really solid. It is quite tiring and leaves only tired. He was still talking quite seriously with the high-ranking principal and two colleagues when Pocut called in a trembling and stammering voice.

If it had happened in the past, he would have directly cussed without a second thought. But faced with Pocut, he chose silent restraint. Even give a made-up excuse just to keep the rhythm so that his emotions do not explode.

"I want to get ready. Seminar's tomorrow morning."

And the lie became more real as Pocut called back to midnight. He reasoned, "Talk tomorrow, yes. I'm sleepy."

But he was not sleepy. I even read a book that will be presented tomorrow morning. But the anticipatory attitude that suddenly appeared out of nowhere in an instant managed to guide his steps.

He was still fixated on staring at the most beautiful scenery presented in front of his eyes when the sound of mobile phone vibrations from the table. Without waiting he hurriedly picked up the call. Do not want Pocut disturbed until finally woke up.

Cakra Calling ....

"Yes?"

"We're in the lobby, Mas."

"Much spades?" He glanced at the right wrist. Hasn't there been an hour?

"Through Kolmas (Jl. Colonel Masturi), Mas," Cakra replied with a laugh. "More but smoothly do not wear jammed."

He laughed back. "Udah Sahah so urang Bandung nih, know the rat road without jammed."

Cakra was still laughing as he threw a glance towards the bed.

"Take the kids around first, huh." He decided to wait, not wanting to wake Pocut. "There's a mini zoo in the back. Ask the hotel staff."

"Ready, Mas." Without much cingcong the Cakra responded to his request.

But when he was wrapped in the body of Ranum Pocut with a thicker blanket, his phone shook again.

"Mass?" Anja said on the phone like she was whispering. "Sorry, disrupt. But Sasa wanted to see my mom, she said. I want to cry for his son. Not here?"

Five minutes later he opened the door while sticking his index finger in front of his mouth. Welcoming the arrival of Sasa who immediately hugged him tightly.

"Don't be noisy, yeah. Mama's asleep again," she asked as Anja drove Sasa away.

Sasa stuck his index finger in front of his mouth as he did. Then shut your mouth with both hands sniggling, holding back the laughter. "Mama slackers. Early in the morning sleep. Hihih ...."

He nodded in disagreement. "Not lazy. But mama's not well anymore."

"Mama's sick?" Sasa's eyes are breaking. The worry is clearly visible there.

He put his index finger back in front of his mouth. "Papa thinks .. There's a baby in your belly so baw__"

"INFANT?"

"Sstttt!" He immediately smothered Sasa's mouth. "It can't be noisy."

It turns out that his ignorance becomes the fruit of simalakama. The worst blunder of the century. Because almost every minute Sasa who was sitting on the bed looking at Pocut's face asked, "Why is there a baby in the belly of the mother?"

"Where can a baby come from?"

"Cool mom, yeah, Pa. .. Can you have a baby?"

"How many babies? One or two or many?"

"Baby boy or girl?"

He exhaled a long breath regretting the carelessness he had just done. But his mouth was unable to cooperate. Instead ask other bo doh things. "Want to have a sister, right?"

"LORD!" Pekik Sasa half jumped. That second also managed to wake Pocut from a good dream. Haish, double blunders.

"Mrs ...." Sasa immediately hugged Pocut who frowned in confusion. "Mom wants a baby, huh? Sasa can pesen women are not, Ma? Let Sasa have a play Barbie. Aunt Anja doesn't want to play with Sasa anymore. Aunt Anja now plays the same dekgam."

He could only grimace while scratching his nape that did not itch when Pocut looked at him sharply asking for an explanation.

"What did you say to Sasa?" Pocut asked while wearing clothes on the toilet. Because Sasa was watching television while sleeping on their mattress.

"Say what?" He asked back. Leaning on the toilet wall waiting for Pocut finished wearing clothes. Didn't want Sasa to come back to the scene after he had said something that made their faces both red.

"Ih, I'm ashamed." Sasa shook his head while covering his face with both palms. "Nobody wears clothes, huh? Tuh .. his arm is visible. Hihih ...."

"Mas think I'm pregnant?" Pocut came out of the toilet and stood in front of him. "When only nausea in the wind bia__"

Pocut was unable to continue the sentence because he hunted pulling the slender body into a hug.

"Mass?" Pocut hit his arm slowly. "Later Sasa look."

But he landed a brief kiss on Pocut's cheek. "We make sure now, there's a junior Tama or not."

Because children are still fun to enjoy the atmosphere of a mini zoo and are not interested in joining the doctor even though they are invited to stop by a fast food restaurant. He decided to leave on a rented motorbike from the hotel.

"Good bike, yeah, let's not get stuck." He looked at Pocut. "The route missed some tourist attractions because."

Pocut.

And the distance of about 4 km from the hotel to their pharmacy was taken in almost half an hour.

"Where to use the car try to jam it this way," he said half complain. "Maybe the doctor's shut down."

Unfortunately, there was no obgyn as he had hoped. In this pharmacy there is only a general practitioner who opens a practice every weekend.

"We just got married." He added information when the doctor asked about the complaints experienced by Pocut.

Pocut looked at him doubtfully when the nurse handed him a transparent tube as a place for urine. He gave his best support by smiling and nodding.

When he came back from the toilet, Pocut stared at him. He also grabbed Pocut's shoulder to calm down. Even though he himself is anxious about the results to be obtained.

"Strip one." The doctor showed me the results of the Pocut urine test. "Not pregnant."

He nodded in understanding and tightened the grip on Pocut because the slender body felt weakened when he heard the results of the urine test.

"That's all." The doctor took the middle path. "It seems nausea and weakness caused by stomach acid that increases due to fatigue or stress. I give you safe medicine. Approximately five or seven days into the future, please see an obstetrician. To determine whether you are pregnant or not."

"All right, Doc." He agreed. This is the best way out. His hope is still awake.

"Mas wish I was pregnant?" Pocut asked as he was enjoying a cup of coffee at a fast food restaurant. While waiting for food orders to be taken to the hotel for children.

He smiles. "Breakfast on both of us."

"If it turns out .. am I not pregnant?" Pocut looked at him masygul.

His smile is getting wider. "Easy, just another effort. It's delicious."

Pocut sighed to regret his straightforwardness.

"Lho, it's really good, isn't it?" He almost chuckled to see Pocut's shriveled face. "You're just asking for more."

"Mass?"

He's laughing real.

"It's in a public place." Pocut is getting shriveled. "Please don't speak this way."

He grabbed one hand of Pocut and held it. "My enthusiasm is not a burden. We enjoyed this trip together."

Pocut.

"Five more days don't forget to go to the gynecologist" he continued, smiling. "My feelings are usually good."

Pocut was still staring at him.

"Ask Anja or mama?"

But Pocut shook his head. "Don't bother."

He nodded. "Ditemenin mom. Mama would be happy if she knew she wanted nam__"

"Mass?"

"okay." He nodded in understanding. "Mamak or Yuni's Committee? Choose the best doctor. Of ...." He then mentioned the name of the best obstetrician according to his version along with the name of the hospital where the doctor had a practice schedule.

"Do not tire, eat a lot, if nausea or dizziness immediately rest," he continued more fully. "I'll retire to Reka to take care of her mother."

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Jakarta

Pocktail

The weekend is over. The atmosphere of the holiday that yesterday felt so thick has now changed into a daily routine as usual. But the remnants of fun while on vacation to Bandung is still felt. Children look more excited to live the day even though it is re-season ahead of the semester exam.

Sasa even told me every day about how fun a vacation to Bandung to mamak, Yuni and Agus.

"Grandmother, Yuni Tea with Mr. Agus .. sometime follow Sasa yes, nengokin papa to Bandung. Excited, deh. Can ice skate, there's a giant trampoline, see a deer in the zoo. Umay's brother tuh to fall-tumble far because of jumping on the original trampoline. Hihih ...."

"Huh, baby." Umay passed by Sasa in a mocking style. "Sasa sih .. only left by mom to the hotel aja nangis nangis. Dirty."

"It doesn't suck!" Pekik Sasa did not accept. "Sasa just misses mom. Mamaaay! Umay's brother naughty ledekin Sasa!"

Icad and Design as usual don't say much. Yet he could see a flash of spirit in Icad's eyes. And the smile of the design that gets wider every time you want to go to school.

"Today can I bring two boxes, Auntie?"

He smiled happily. "That's all, Mas. Make friends? What's the name of his friend? Play at home sometime."

"Pak Engkos," replied the designer with a flat face.

He can only be confused. Mr. Engkos, like the name of an old man. But then a moment later he smiled again. Maybe Reka was friends with the father of the teacher Engkos. Good then, friends don't know age, right? The important thing is to know the limits.

"Well, to the doctor?" Tanya by phone a week later.

He breathed a long breath. "I went to the Midwife for Grace first, Mas. To the doctor if Mas goes back to Jakarta."

"Lho, why? Don't procrastinate." Tama's voice sounded high.

"Yes, you can go to the midwife first," Tama finally continued. "But so positive should go straight to the doctor in ...." Tama again mentioned the name of the same doctor for many times.

The next day, before attending a routine counseling session at the Astana tower, he took the time to stop by the house of a Bounty midwife. All of you look at the keude and bring a parcel for Ella's cing.

"Pocut .. our Chief Minister's mother," greeted the Bounty midwife as soon as she appeared in the practice room. "What news?"

"Good, Mom." He smiles. "Mother what? You can call me Pocut, ma'am. Without any other frills. I'm still the same Pocut as before. Nothing has changed."

The Midwife of Grace chuckled while shaking her hands. "Yes can't. Pocut may feel like nothing has changed. But others who see it differently again. Yes, when calling the Chief of Police does not use manners."

"I should have been more polite to my mother." He shook with carelessness. "Please be normal, ma'am, like you used to be. If this is .. I'm getting more awkward."

The Midwife of Grace chuckled again. "It could be, Pocut. Now the style is also different, you know. It's like a real office. Suit. Suit. Waiting for the good news to be General's mom."

He breathed heavily.

"What is ... Can anyone help?" The Midwife gave the best smile. "It is an honor for mothers to be able to accompany the care of the family of officials. Long ago neng Anjani, now commander."

As Tama had guessed. The testpack shows two lines. A line of red that is clear at once thick. And a line below that is only a pink shadow. It was so faint that it was almost invisible. But it has been explained that in his stomach has buried the fruit of his love with Tama.

"Congratulations, Pocut." The Midwife of Grace congratulated him many times. "The line is still faint. But there are obviously two lines here. Usually because of a very young gestational age."

"Unfortunately the USG device here is damaged, so it can not be seen the state of the fetus." The Midwife of Grace looks very sad. "If my advice, Pocut directly see an obstetrician to ensure the condition of the fetus. The sooner the better. Don't wait long, even if this isn't your first pregnancy."

"Is there morning sickness? Nausea, vomiting, dizziness, weakness, want to sleep on?" Ask the Bounty midwife consecutively.

He shook. "Yesterday was nauseous but it seems to be because it passed through a winding road, ma'am."

"Good." The Midwife gave a thumbs up. "I prescribed folic acid and vitamins, yes. Don't forget to see an obstetrician immediately."

He hesitates whether to tell Tama or not. Because if Tama knew she was pregnant, she would immediately be told to go to an obstetrician. Just like the advice of a Bounty midwife. He had never even gone to an obstetrician. During the previous three pregnancies, she always checked the womb to the midwife of Grace until giving birth. Never knew the touch of a gynecologist.

But it's not fair if he hides this happy news from Tama. Because Tama looks very enthusiastic waiting for the news of her pregnancy.

She decided she would only tell Tama until her husband could take her to a specialist. He didn't even tell mom, mom, Anjani, let alone the kids. Enough he and Tama know. Because according to his thinking, it is still too early to spread this happy news.

The night before going to bed, then he took a picture of the testpack and sent it to Tama through the messaging application.

Pocut : "Alhamdulillah. Feeling so good papa."

Tama did not answer the message. He contacted her via video call.

"I LOVE YOU!" Tama shouted as soon as they stared at each other through the phone screen.

He can only be embarrassed. And it grew even more embarrassed when Tama shouted to his colleagues in a room like a hall like a demonstrator who was making strange demands on the pulpit.

"PREGNANT CAVE WIFE!"

Followed by the sound of each other. Some congratulated, while others began to flirt.

"Woo! The Tama, it's still a fucking tokcer."

"Life began at forty is really you, Tam. Congrats! Congratulations!"

"Wait for her thanksgiving, Ndan!"

"Siaaaapp!" Tama chuckled while continuing to look at him.

"What kid, Tam?"

"Five, dong," Tama replied without any care let alone embarrassment.

"Wooooooo! Productive times, you!"

"Chase deposit! Brush abis!"

"You want to make a basketball team, Tam?"

"Yes, dong." Tama was seen showing off the biceps muscles to her colleagues. Followed by the sound of laughter full of joy.

"Mass?" He shook his head to protest Tama's overreaction. "The line is still faint."

"It's important to get pregnant, right?" Tama smiled at him while occasionally still replying to the temptations of her comrades.

He breathed a long breath. "I went to the doctor and waited for Mas to come home."

"Lho, why?" Tama immediately disagreed. "Mama's company, yes. I'm calling mom now for bi__"

"I want it the same way."

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