Romisa Life

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After her self exited the room, Arga immediately walked towards another room to perform her dzuhur prayer. And finished praying dzuhur arga went to the dining table.

While in the room, Cesa was still standing in front of a small mosque near the locker room waiting for mass to come out from inside.

Chequek.

The Mass came out of the mushola which was immediately startled by the cesa.

"Eh, cesa since when did you stand there?" ask Misa while confirming her hijab.

"Since the master came out of the room and I went straight inside again to make sure the lady is okay."

Misa nodded slowly then looked at Cesa.

"Why not go inside? You've been dzuhur?" misa asked as she stepped her feet towards the exit.

"I am again Miss Haid," smiled awkwardly and followed Mass from behind.

The two of them walked out of the room to go to the dining room, where Arga and Tang were already waiting for him.

Once at the dinner table Mass sat on a chair beside Arga.

"My husband, haven't eaten yet?" misa asked, seeing the arga engrossed in chatting with Tang, and the plate was still empty.

Arga stopped her chatter with Tang. "No, yet" he replied.

Misa nodded slowly then glanced at the cesa who was still standing not far from her.

"Cesa sit next to the secretary of Tang, we eat together" the Mass said.

Cesa glanced at the empty chair and stared doubtfully at the mass.

It was as if Mass understood cesa's doubtful gaze. Misa looked at arga.

"My husband, isn't Cesa coming to eat with us?" ask Misa, who got a nod of the head from the arga.

"Cesa.." call Misa and hint with a glance at her eyes on the empty seat beside Tang.

Cesa complies with the desire of Mass. It was sitting on the chair beside Tang.

Why seeing them both like her is so fitting. The one stiff and the one cheerful, deserve.

Seeing the mass smiling itself while glancing at the two people before him. "Ecchem.." Arga cleared his throat making the mass turn to him.

"Romisa, the plate is still empty" said Arga.

Cengengesan mass. "Sorry, what does my husband want to eat? Let me get it."

Arga pointed at the menu he wanted to eat. And Mass took it and put it on the plate of Arga. After that Mass took for itself.

While cesa and Tang were taking the food menu with awkward movements to each other making mass again smiling looking at her.

"My husband, why is the soup tasteless?" ask Misa after spooning the soup into her mouth.

Arga took a spoonful of soup in the mass bowl and tasted it. He scrunched his eyebrows in wonder.

"No romance. It's fitting," he replied.

Misa opened her lips and turned to look towards Bi Ane who was standing among the servants behind her.

"Bi ane's. Can I have some salt, "pinta Misa.

"Alright lady," gestured an eye to one of the servants standing near her.

Then the waiter went to get the salt box in the kitchen.

Arga cupped to the side of the Mass face to look at her. "Romisa, I think it's just the way it feels. Why add salt?"

"But on my tongue it feels bland there is no taste to my husband" Misa replied.

Arga glanced at Tang and gave a gesture of gaze. As if Tang understood the look of the arga.

The Tang secretary took the same bowl as the one eaten by the Mass. Then taste it.

"Miss, I think it also feels right. Not tasteless or lacking salt" Tang said after tasting the soup.

Misa breathed an annoyed sigh. "Well, if not added salt. I don't want to eat" Misa said with a snatch.

Seeing the mass behave like that Arga exhaled a rude breath. Is this a strange attitude due to hormonal changes like the doctor said thought arga.

"Miss, the salt," said the servant who took the salt from the kitchen and thrust it into the mass. However, Arga swiftly took over the salt box, before mass took it.

Misa turned towards Arga.

"Romisa, consuming too much salt is not good for your health. So eat potluck," said Arga slowly while gently rubbing the head of the mass.

Misa threw her face the other way. "I don't want to eat" at Mass.

Arga sighed softly. "Romisa.." call Arga slowly.

Misa shook her head quickly the temple did not hear the call arga.

"Romisa.." call Arga back, but the Mass still looks the other way and does not push the call of the arga.

Arga exhaled a rough breath, then gently cupped the side of the mass face, so that the mass would look at him.

"Romisa. eat, you have no pity on our starving child in your stomach. I'll feed you," Arga said in a low tone.

Misa snatched away as if crying and sure enough Mass crying with a flick of her lips.

"hiks.hiks.but give the salt to my soup. I.. I will eat if.in addition to salt.in my mak.anan," stammered the Mass while as busy.

Arga let out a rough sigh, then wiped away the tears that had already flowed down the cheeks of the mass.

With the resignation movement Arga nodded slowly assenting the demand for mass. "All right," he said.

The expression on the face of Mass changed with a smile. "really?" misa Girang.

Arga nodded, then kissed the brow of the mass and released the stalk of his hand on the face of the mass.

Arga gave a salt box that had been kept at the end of the table to Mass. Misa gladly received the salt box, and began to sprinkle a spoonful of salt into her warm soup.

While the secretary Tang and Cesa who had been the second audience could only stare dumbly at the arga.

Just this time I saw the master acting resignedly and unable to dwell. It's true that it's great that miss can conquer the master who is cold and arrogant Tang thought

Misa tasting soup that has been sprinkled with a teaspoon of salt and in the taste is still less salty. Misa sprinkled a teaspoon of salt back into her soup.

Arga frowned in wonder at the mass that put two teaspoons of salt into his soup.

What it's gonna be good for his digestion. Romisa, why the presence of our child makes you have to experience this.

When the mass would again sprinkle one more spoon of salt into his soup, the arga prevented the movement of the Mass hand so that it stopped.

"Romisa. I allow you, it doesn't mean you have to sow that much" Arga scolded in a stern tone.

"But my husband still thinks it's bland" Mass replied.

"Romisa.." Arga said again while staring at the mass.

"My husband.." reply to Misa and return the gaze of arga.

Arga sighed, then let go of his hand checks in the hands of the mass.

"Bi Ane!" call Arga with a high voice.

"Keep that salt out of my sight now!" firmly Arga with an annoyed tone.

"Okay sir" walked towards the Mass.

"Miss," called out to Bi Ane who was already standing beside the mass while raising one hand.

Misa glanced at bi ane's hand, then glanced at arga. And finally put back a spoon of salt that has not been sprinkled into the soup into the salt box, then give the salt box to bi ane.

Seeing the mass obey his arga smiled warmly towards the mass. "Eat romisa. It was enough" said Arga while rubbing the head of the mass.

Misa nodded her head and took a tablespoon. Then began to feed the soup into his mouth.

Though the taste is still bland. Tp seeing him going berserk makes me not dare to fight him anymore.

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Finish the lunch. The four of them returned to their activities that had been left behind. Arga and Tang return to work, Mass and Cesa turn to the room and spend time in the library.

Until the time of the ashar adhan had reverberated to stop their activities from focusing. Misa and Arga are ready to perform USG at Mass.

After his Second Prayer, Mass and Arga walked towards the living room to see the doctor who was waiting for him.

"Welcome, doc. Sorry for waiting too long" Misa said after facing each other with the doctor.

"It's okay, miss. Not too long either," replied the doctor Meriska, but his eyes continued to stare at the arga who was beside the mass. Arga in the face put on a cold face and focus on mass.

The Mass follows the doctor's view.

Why since the first entry into the living room doctors always look at the lion anyway.

"Go to the USG space only doc. We begin to examine miss," said secretary Tang, breaking the awkwardness.

"Eh, yes."

Then the six of them walked through each room and passed through several doors to get to the room.

They were standing at the twin doors. The Tang secretary stuck her finger so that the twin doors swiped open. The Mass and the first arga entered the room which was a hallway with several doors lined up.

They passed through several doors in the hallway, and now their footsteps stopped back at a door that read ultrasonography.

"Please enter, sir, and miss. This is his room. Everything has been prepared by the officer inside," Tang said after opening the door and letting her hand move.

Misa glanced at Arga for a moment and then stepped her feet into the room. Followed by Arga and the doctor and tina's assistant enter the room. And sure enough in the room USG, Misa has been welcomed by a woman in medical uniform.

"Good afternoon ladies and gentlemen," he said and bowed respectfully.

Misa replied with a smile and nodded slowly.

"alright. Excuse me please, doc," the woman continued and lowered her head and left the four of them in the USG room.

After the door of the room is closed.

"Miss. Please lie down on the bed" the doctor said at Mass.

Misa according to put herself to sleep on the bed while Arga sat on the left seat near the bed.

"Miss, please open her clothes to the middle stomach" said Meriska, giving orders after she sat in the right side of the Mass.

Misa was about to lift her dress, but Arga prevented the movement of the Mass hands to a halt.

"Get me the blanket," Arga told Tina's assistant and pointed to a blanket on a single sofa.

"This is the master of his blanket," gave to arga.

Arga covered the legs of the mass up to the hips, then revealed the mass dress shirt so that it showed the lower abdomen of the mass up to the navel.

While the doctor perceived who had noticed and stole a glance at the arga, smiling charm.

"Please. Continued," Arga's decree on the meriska disperse the daydreams of meriska.

The doctor smiled nervously and nodded slowly. Then they take a bottle of gel to wrap it into the skin of the mass.

When the doctor feels the gel to the surface of the mass skin.

"What's that?" asked Arga firmly with a sharp tone.

Instantly, the doctor's hand movements in the stomach of the mass stopped freezing.

"Ah, this is the master gel," said calmly and then showed the gel in his hold on the arga.

"For what? Isn't that for romance?" asked Arga still with her sharp tone.

"Mr Arga take it easy. Because of the function of this gel to avoid direct friction of the USG tool with the skin miss. So this gel is very safe for your skin, it will not cause corrosion or abrasive skin," explained Meriska doctor, continuing to apply the gel to the surface of the mass skin that had stopped.

The doctor then begins to attach the transducer to the surface of the mass skin that has been coated with gel.

Misa noticed a large screen beside her bed that was originally dark and only a stroke now clearly displays a white circle and there is a dark colored part in the middle of her. There was a happy smile on the lips of the mass but not with the arga.

Arga seemed glued to see the screen in front of her with a gaze that could not be separated from the screen and her tight lips.

"Miss, this is her embryo that has not been clearly seen because the woman's gestational age is young but still clearly visible pouch her pregnancy," said the doctor meriska explained the image that appeared on the screen.

"Doctor is this my fetus. And what's around him?" misa pointed at the screen.

"Eh, it's okay miss. That's normal. Because of the age of the young lady's womb so the fetus in the womb is still round and small like this and to monitor her development we can see her again in the next few weeks," obviously Dr. Meriska again.

Misa nodded slowly and smiled happily, while the arga was still glued to the screen. No commenting or asking.

"Tina, print the picture," Meriska told her assistant who was directly obeyed by tina.

The doctor will remove the gel that is in the stomach mass because the ultrasound process has been completed. Because the arga was still fixed rigidly, the mass rose from its slumber and sat half-lying.

"My husband.. What's wrong?" ask mass while gently rubbing the back of the arga hand that had been grasping the fingers of mass quite tightly.

Arga turned his gaze at the mass, then shook his head slowly.

Why does he look weird?

"Miss, here's a print of the image," Tina's assistant thrust some blackish-grey fto.

Misa received with trembling hands and her eyes glazed with glass as she was moved.

"Miss, we'll excuse you first" said the doctor who gave room for mass and arga.

The doctor scares and tina's assistant out of the room leaving the mass and arga inside her.

"Romisa.." call Arga.

Misa glanced at the arga and showed the photo in her handrails towards the arga.

Arga looked at the fto and was stunned to see her. Then he turned to staring at Mass with a sad look.

"Is this really the fetus in your womb, romance?" asked Arga who got the nod of the mass head.

Haru's and happy taste was churning in his chest. Arga immediately pulled the mass into his arms.

"Thank you Romisa. You're about to conceive my son. I will try to keep you both as I can," muttered Arga with a raucous voice choked in her throat due to the turmoil of her haru taste.

"Yes my husband." Misa returned an arga hug and cried.

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