Sharing Love: My Husband Married Without My Permission

272. To the Hospital Again

I told my mother about my second pregnancy. At first my mother said she didn't believe me, but then she thanked me when I convinced her. Arga told auntie, and sure enough what I expected yesterday, aunt nagged and said pity to Azka who was a baby.

Unlike the first pregnancy that lost appetite, this second pregnancy actually I like to eat and also like to vomit it. In the new sense of eating not until five minutes has returned the food one plate was out again.

It feels so shitty. How will my stomach fill if what goes in comes out comes back. If it comes in and out 'that' I like, but if the food that goes in and out I'm tormented.

"Huweekkk!" The sound of lengu*an pain rang out from my mouth, I could not bear it at all. My tears came out this time what I ate came out again intact. The warm rice of one plate with hot tofu mixed with soy sauce that I had eaten with pleasure came out in vain, making me sad because of it. It feels not willing when the desire to eat is no obstacle, but eventually even wasted as well.

"Why are you? What medicine does the doctor give you?" asked Arga while gently massaging the back of my neck. I shook my head, unable to answer because there was still something I wanted to get out of my stomach again.

I don't know how long I've been squatting in front of the closet, until it feels like my stomach and throat are hurting. I crumpled as Arga swept me to the edge of the bed.

"To the doctor again, yuk," he asked, pleading as I had just sat down. He rubbed Azka's telon oil on the back of my neck a little. I shake this head. The medicine the doctor gave me was still a lot, because we just went to the doctor last week when after I was sure that line two was in the test pack I was using.

My gestational age came in at six weeks, it felt a little difficult because the food I ate came out again, and also during the night my sleep was uncomfortable, until I stay up more and accompany Azka who often wake up and babble in the middle of the night. Noon did not rest easy to sleep because I also had to take care of Gara and Azka.

Indeed there is Mbak Sari and also Ma'am Sus who can help me, but it seems I do not have the heart also with my children.

"To the doctor again, yuk!" ask her once again to ask me in a worried-sounding tone.

"Don't want to be given medicine again" I said with the same tone begging.

"But instead of you vomiting keep–,"

"Just don't want to!" I shouted angrily and slept behind him, the blanket on my feet I pulled up to wrap my head.

"Yu," he called out while shaking my shoulder. I'm silent, it feels as if he keeps forcing me while I don't want to.

"Hey, I just feel sorry for you if you keep going. If we go to the doctor maybe the doctor can help to reduce your nausea vomiting," he said gently.

"But I don't want medicine, Arga!" I said with a slightly high tone. I admit, in my second pregnancy my mood goes up and down, can not keep my attitude well, more emotional and also sensitive if there is Arga.

"How should I help you? I can't help you but take you to the doctor. Yes, Ma. Come to the doctor yuk, at least the doctor can provide a solution if you do not want to be given medicine as well," he said with full gentleness. I who was selfish and also angry now become melted as well. He just wants what's best for me when I don't care about him.

"But I don't want medicine, yeah," I said in the blanket.

"Yes." Yeah."

"If you have medicine, you must eat!" say it again with a sharp tone.

"Yes. What the hell didn't happen to you?" he said softly with patience. "Yep, go." The blanket I was wearing slumped, freeing my head. He extended his hand. "Come on dong, honey. My sweet, my love, the mother of my three children" he said, making my heart float. He moved his hand asking me to welcome him.

I reached out a hand, and he immediately pulled the lazy me to get up. As soon as I sat on the edge of the bed she picked up the veil that was in the closet.

"You want to change clothes, right?" the door is still in front of the open closet.

"No need, lazy," I said.

"Okay, wear a jacket?" ask again.

"Hemm," I replied still lazily. She then came up with a milky brown hijab and a levis jacket in hand.

I was still silent, she put an instant headscarf on my head and put my hair out of sight, as well as the jacket she put past my hand and tidied it up.

"Scented oil?" tanyakanya. I shook my head. The smell of perfume is not suitable for me right now.

"Oil telon" I said. Arga took the telon oil she had stored on the table and gave it to me. That thing I put in my jacket pocket, preparation later if there is a scent that makes me nauseous, the smell of telon oil that will help me.

"You got carried too?" asked Arga again while standing on my back as I stood up.

"Keep me shampooing what if you don't use shampoo?" Arga protested while following my steps.

"Replace Azka's shampoo."

"Yeah, baby shampoo time too" he said in a dislike tone.

"Whatever, the important thing is that I don't like the smell of your shampoo" I said with annoyance. Precede he came out of the room.

Sister Sus and Sari are in the children's playroom. Before I go I meet them first. Because he was inviting Azka to play, play a red toy so that his sister focused on the toy in his hand, spinning while making a loud clanking sound.

"Mbak Sus, Sari. I put the children first, yes," I asked the two.

"Where are you going?" tanya turned her head towards me, as well as Azka who suddenly turned her head when she heard my voice.

"You'll go to the hospital for a minute."

"Mama's sick, is she?" ask Gara while standing up.

"No, just ask the doctor. It didn't hurt," I said, calming the boy, looking on his worried face.

"Ang here take care of Azka, will you?" doors again. He nodded and got busy playing with his brother.

Arga and I went to the hospital.

The trip was too long for me, but when I saw how fast our car as usual, but it was my basic condition that was not good so it was easy to get bored and want to go down.

"You want some food? Anybody want to buy it?" he asked while pointing at some sellers who were on the side of the road. I shook my head, not wanting the food there. Want green bean porridge, it looks good.

"Is there anyone selling green bean porridge?" my many.

Arga stared out the window, the car he drove forward at a rather slow pace, looking to the right and left of the tent that if selling food.

"Usually that's selling green bean porridge that afternoon, this afternoon is not there, dear," he said. I breathe out a little. When I wanted nothing.

"I told you Ma'am Sus to be made at home later, huh?" asked Arga while glancing at me.

I just nodded. This stomach feels hungry after the food I ate out again.

"You don't want that other food? Your stomach must be hungry, right?" tanyakanya.

"It feels like a baso, but do you allow it?" I asked him while looking at him.

He rubbed his neck, I understood the sign, not for a moment I was with him. One more year has made me understand his attitude.

"Can, deh. But do not use micin saos and sambal yes," he said. I smiled happily for it.

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Forgive new nongol, after the 1st tepar and the 2nd, 3 help in celebration, tonight sempetin update, although late 😅.

Sorry yes, if maybe someone said Ayu lebay with her second pregnancy (not really anyone said that, anyway. But who knows, someone will come later. Dah suudzon first the Othor🤣) Not only Ayu, but also with Arga who has a figure that is too good.

This is real. This personal experience of Othor is actually in the first and second pregnancy of Othor, spoiled right after her pregnancy. If the birth of another mah still bagusan Ayu fate in the hospital 😅.

Alhamdulillah, can be a loving bebeb although his sustenance has not been like Arga, but Alhamdulillah, do not work in others, but the boss in his own business, although still small and do not have subordinates😅. The depiction of Arga here is a bebeb's concern for me and it's real. 🙈

Cieee, don't be jealous. Othor prayed soon for good and also attentive and loving. The two of you, the result is three four and many, Othor pray that the more lasting, the more affection between you.😘😘