Surviving Pain Separating Difficult

Chapter 023: Stress Triggers Abdominal Cramps

Since getting out of his father's workroom and heading to Tiarnan's car was silent, Likta did not dare to reprimand first. Both fell silent in the unsettling gap. He knew there must be some serious talk, but what? Could it be the continuity of her husband's relationship with the famous model?

“Your face was pale, did your stomach cramp again?”

Tiarnan's attention surprised Likta, rarely anyone who cared more, except Brielle and her late mother's sister.

“Tadi, yes, but now it's nothing, kok.”

“What happened before often?” tanya Tiarnan is protective like a husband on standby.

So much attention the man secretly showed, but why did it seem to cover up the treatment. Even at this moment, Tiarnan asked without looking at Likta. Seeming to think hard, the elbow rests on the car window trim, while the back of his index finger moves lightly on the lips. Then, looking briefly, perhaps consciously being noticed. “Often occurs?”

“This—” Ringing phone cut Likta's words, she immediately reached into a tote bag that looked worn. His forehead shriveled as he stared at the phone screen. “Arfid, why is he calling?” monologue, while receiving a call. “Ya, hello, Arfid ..”

Tiarnan who again threw his face out the window turned quickly until his neck was almost sprained. Highlight those thick-browed sharp eyes were squeaking, snapping molars, even his long fingers clenched. For so long, he had been poring over information related to Likta and Arfid's relationship, the first time he had heard about it. Directly from the concerned. So it's true that all this time the wife has closeness with Tanya's lover.

“ ... no, I'm fine .. don't, don't. Really it's not necessary, Arfid, thank you.” Honestly, Likta was actually reluctant to receive a call from this one man, to measure a friend who is not too familiar, attention Arfid very disturbing. She looked down while playing with the hem of her clothes, not knowing her husband was watching and putting on an annoyed face.

“ ... yes. See you.” Likta's lips pouted slightly after telling the lie, she did not really want to see Arfid again. Not out of hate, just uncomfortable when the man is around.

After turning off the call and putting his phone back in, Likta's sight collided with Tiarnan. He felt the emotion of anger in both eyes of the husband. However, immediately dismissed the prejudice and avoided Tiarnan's cynical gaze.

“Who is—” Now, replace the phone Tiarnan that reads, but he accidentally turned it off. “Who Arfid and—” Like a fire alarm, the phone keeps ringing. “Jeez, Juana! Why are you calling at a time like this?” Touching the logo with the phone handle, grumbling, he urgently asked Likta. “Yes, Juana ...”

Tiarnan who did not release a single glance from Likta realized one thing, his wife's eyelids widened for a moment. Goods times, just like him who does not like there are people of different genres are in one orbit. He felt a full wave of desire as he watched the pink ribbon-like tiny lips quiver. The anger in his heart just disappeared, accepting foreign emotions was probably much easier than trying to dodge them.

“... yes, yes, I listened,” said Tiarnan, realizing his focus was split in two. “Don't fuck, Juana, damn it! Reset rules of the meeting schedule.”

The wide back of the Siarnan leaned. “If possible I'll take her. Yes, no need to worry, ah come on, how chatty you are .. hemm, yes, bye.”

Likta was about to get out of the car, but Tiarnan's fingers first gripped the wrist. “Wait a minute.”

“We've arrived,” said Likta sounds like a mutter.

“I know—”

“You said we were too late, right?” Likta lowered her head, staring at the large hand holding the wrist above the lap. Want to ask who and what is the relationship with the guy named Juana? Is he a man or a woman? However, it is hard to say.

Tiarnan leaned over, reached out to open the seat belt hook. “Well, we should talk after this.”

For two or three seconds, Likta seemed to lose his way. Being this close to Tiarnan made him depressed, he was afraid of becoming too dependent on him. As soon as common sense was gathered, it was firmly assured that there was nothing between him and Tiarnan. “Thank you.”

Without waiting for Tiarnan, Likta walked towards the hospital lobby first, but subconsciously did not know the road finally stopped.

“Ya,” Reply Likta.

“Ya?” Tiarnan turned to the car, asking again, “What?”

“You,” muttered Likta, surprised at your own words. Her lips are slightly pursed. “Do not misinterpret, I do not know where the room is.”

Tiarnan shook his head, his eyes twinkling amusedly. “Cabinets.” He grabbed and linked his big fingers between the fingers of the Likta, so possessive because he had seen more than three men turned twice towards his wife.

After a few steps, both of them had already reached the space in question, there were only a few pregnant women there.

“Sit first,” order Tiarnan impressed flat. He reached into his pants pocket, then picked up a cell phone and made a call. “Halo ...”

The next minute Likta's name was called, Tiarnan ended the conversation via mobile phone.

Like pregnant women in general, Likta performs a series of examinations. Doctors say the baby's development is quite good, the estimated date of birth is closely related to the time they spend the night together. Reinforce Likta's statement that Tiarnan is the father of the fetus in the womb.

“He had stomach cramps last night, and I think a few hours ago too,”.

The doctor stared at Likta briefly, then returned to Tiarnan. “Is there anything weighing on Likta, so think too hard? Stress can trigger cramps in pregnant women, so, Tiarnan, take good care of your wife, make her happy during pregnancy. Oh, no, but for a long time.”

“Is there a cure, as a precaution just in case you have cramps again?” There was concern in Tiarnan's tone.

Doctor shakes. “As long as there is no bleeding, can be overcome by consuming enough mineral water, compress the stomach with warm water, and most importantly try to keep Likta relaxed.” Then, look to Likta. “How often do you have cramps?”

“The most felt last night, all day about twice, but not so much pain,” Likta explained.

“As I've said, don't be too stressed,” the doctor said as he wrote. “Tiarnan remember my words. If anything happens with Likta, I advance first.”

Likta looked at the two men in turn, like understanding the confusion of his patients, the doctor said, “I and Tiarnan are old friends.”

“Oh.”

“Okay, here I'm prescribing vitamin.” The doctor handed me a piece of paper. “Tiarnan, two more weeks you have to drop Likta check.”

Through the corner of Likta's eyes could see Tiarnan responding to the friend's words with a nod.

“Alright, may the mother and baby be healthy always.”

“Thank you,” welcome Likta, while sharing a sweet smile.