
"So parents?" asked Karen with an expression of disbelief. He looked at the monitor and heard the doctor's explanation.
"Because the age of the womb is still very young, it is important for Mother to remain relaxed and rest enough. Avoid stress-inducing factors and lead a healthy lifestyle." Doctors began prescribing vitamins to Karen and also provided a regular control schedule.
Karen returned a warm grasp of Darren's hand. His hands began to touch his stomach. It was unimaginable at all, in his stomach there was now a life. Once there was a principled time will not give birth to children. After a tumor had grown in her womb and after she had been pessimistic to be able to get pregnant like women in general.
After returning from the obstetrician practice clinic, they decided to go straight back to the Bratajaya residence. Apparently, in the living room they have been waiting for Oma Belle like a house security guard.
"Where are you from? Tumben came out not to say! We'll be waiting for you to eat dinner last night" attack Oma.
"Sorry, Oma was us ...."
Just as Darren was about to explain, Oma Belle then looked at Karen, "You're Karen, she said, not feeling well. Why even run around at night? Where to go home this late!" he looks upset.
"Me and Darren just got home from ...."
"Everywhere when it hurts is a lot of rest at home not a night-night," cut Oma Belle again.
"I took Karen to the doctor for a check-up" Darren explained, embracing his wife.
Oma Belle flinched for a moment. "How serious? What pain is it?"
Darren and Karen glanced at each other with beaming faces.
"Oma, we both have a surprise for Oma." Karen gave him a small paper folded in half.
"What's this?" asked Oma while opening the paper which turned out to be the result of USG. His forehead was increasingly wrinkled because he did not understand the picture of the examination.
"That's the USG, Oma. It's been five weeks" Karen replied with a feeling of pleasure.
"What is five weeks. What a clear dong!" Oma Belle suddenly thought too late aka tulalit.
"Fetus. The fetus that Karen conceived," Darren retorted.
Oma Belle's eyes glared at him for a moment. "A—what? Ka–Karen pregnant? Karen's your wife, right?" oma asked with a surprised expression while pointing towards Karen.
"Yes, it's Oma. Who else is Karen."
"Why not talk about it? This happy news should have been delivered as soon as it came!" After a time of nagging indistinctly, now Oma even behaved like a child who fulfilled his desire.
"Where to say if from earlier in the same mulu-cut Oma!" reply Darren.
"What do the doctors say? Potential great-grandson Oma is in good health, right? Which he does not look," said Oma while observing the results of USG.
"Yes, he was five weeks old, and he just saw his pocket. So the doctor said Karen must take care of the condition and diet because the young pregnant was still vulnerable.
Oma Belle walked over to Karen, then held her wrist. "What do you want, son? From now on if anyone wants you to eat or you crave, talk to us-we. Just don't be expensive. Remember, we must teach children to save from the womb!"
"Thank you, Oma. But ... For now Karen no longer wants anything."
"Yes, if that's a break there! Don't stay up! You have to keep the fetus in your womb" Oma said. He then turned to Darren, "Darren, take good care of your wife."
"Yes Oma."
Oma Belle rushed into her room, approaching Aswono's grandfather who was busy reading the tabloids.
"Mas, Mas, we got a big windfall. God granted my prayers!" yell Oma Belle.
"What's wrong? How to scream gini!" asked grandfather confused to see the face of Oma Belle who was so happy, but on the other hand his eyes even reddened and glazed.
"Well, what happened to Darren? Have you gone home the ballom? You've been worried about both of them."
Oma Belle sat on the side of the bed with both hands holding her husband's wrists. "Finally our family has a new successor!"
Grandpa Aswono's forehead shriveled in confusion.
"Karen's pregnant, Mas. They just got home from the doctor. We want to have a great-grandchild, Mom!" Oma Belle is shaking her husband's shoulder.
Grandpa Aswono's eyes grew twice as big as hearing the happy news. However, he still tried to be calm.
"That's why you're so glad! Kirain what's up!" my grandfather said, taking off his glasses and getting out of bed.
"Where are you going?"
"To the bathroom!"
"Kok you used to hear our grandchildren are pregnant?"
"Indeed, I had to jump while shouting toa toa announce to one RT, is that it?"
"Yes, no! But at least your face does not look flat!" the Oma Belle Protest.
"I'm not as happy as you!" grandpa said as he rolled his scabbard slightly up above the ankle.
As soon as he entered the bathroom, Aswono's grandfather closed the door tightly while taking a short breath. He lowered his buttocks with one hand clenched forward like Superman.
"Yuhuuui, I want to be a great-grandfather! Just want to have a great-grandchild!"
After Superman style, now he opened the coil of the sheath then jogged while playing the two sides of the end of the sheath. Due to being too excited, his bones suddenly went 'crack'.
"Oh, ouch, my hip hurts! I think it should be routine to drink herbal medicine so strong to hold a great-grandchild later." ringisnya.
On the other hand, Oma Belle who still feels euphoria with the presence of the successor of the Bratajaya family, is currently collecting all ART at her home.
"You guys who work here, I give you a salary bonus until Karen gives birth to her baby safely."
Oma Belle statement immediately welcomed the joy of the ART Bratajaya family.
"With the record, you should serve Karen as best you can. Quickly respond to all his needs. Do not forget every day to clean the house, spray all the furniture that will come in contact with it using antiseptic liquid. For those who take care of the kitchen, fulfill everything they want, do not let the baby later ngeces. Avoid foods that make him nauseous and not tasteful. If he is nauseous and does not need to eat, his weight will decrease and the weight of the baby in his stomach also decreases. For those who are in charge of cleaning the main toilet or public toilet, do not forget every morning sure to dry the floor and moss-free so as not to make Karen slip. Wanna?"
"Mom, Ma'am," said the ART crowd."
In the room, Darren laid Karen down carefully. The two men were also inseparable from their gratitude for the unexpected gift of God.
"Wouldn't you take vitamins, anyway?" ask the impatient Karen. Although there are many concerns that are plaguing him at this time, but he was also impatient to provide intake for his fetus.
"You say vitamin doctors are more appropriate to consume after breakfast because special vitamins pregnant women are cumulative that are suitable to drink after eating. So from now on you can not skip breakfast, can not be late to eat, and can not just eat."
Karen nodded obediently. Both of them were smiling with eyes framed with novelty.
Darren sat down next to Karen who was lying down. "Well in there, yeah! We will prepare to be good parents while you are there. Growing up healthy, huh?" darren said as he stroked his wife's stomach.
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