Take Off Yourself

Morning sickness

"Dok, how's my daughter-in-law doing?". Marni asked, directly asking the doctor.

"Yes,dok. What pain does it really hurt, our daughter-in-law? Please don't hide anything from us". Call Jamal, worry about his son-in-law.

Yasmin, from then on, was incessantly crying and stroking the back of her husband's hand. "Mas,wake. Don't be like this, mama". Lirih Yasmin, wiped away her tears.

"Calm well, father and mother. Actually, the patient is okay. There's no disease whatsoever, we have to check on his wife first". The doctor replied smiling.

"Why is my son checking the dock? Who hurts my daughter-in-law, look at lying weak". Jamal sir, confusion is happening.

"Yes,dok. Our son is okay, look". Go to Marni's mom, see the doctor and get close to Yasmin.

"Well, why doesn't my husband wake up". Ask Yasmin.

"A moment, be aware. Come on, follow me to the room. You need to check, first". Doctor's request, directly on the head gel by Yasmin.

"I'm okay, dok. I'm healthy,kok". Deny Yasmin, directly.

"Look ma'am, the patient is okay. It could be that the husband, who experiences morning sickness, feels nausea all day starting from the morning or afternoon, and most commonly occurs during the first trimester of pregnancy. Nausea felt by this husband can be accompanied by vomiting, but it can also not. The husband will experience uncomfortable feelings in the stomach or the desire to vomit and others. Take it easy, I'll give you medicine. To stop his nausea,". The doctor explained it.

"Pregnant? I'm pregnant doc,". Asked Yasmine, who did not believe it. Holding her stomach still flat, she had not menstruated for a long time.

"Then from that, we check first yah". The doctor said smiling.

"Alhamdulillah, if you are really pregnant. Come on, follow the doctor's advice". Miss Marni, moved by the doctor's words. So did Mr. Jamal, shed his tears.

"Oh Allah, my father was glad to hear it, son. I hope you're really pregnant,". Mr. Jamal, gently stroking the head of his son.

"Come, mother temanin. Let father, who accompanies Hanafi". Said Miss Marni, directly on her daughter's side.

Miss Marni and Yasmin, following the doctor's footsteps. They went into the room, to be checked.

Yasmin, I ordered a testpack in the bathroom. Making himself nervous, his heart is not careless. God, may I really get pregnant. This is the news of our happiness, may my prayers all this time be granted. Inner Yasmin, waiting for the results of the testpack.

After coming out of the bathroom, Yasmin was asked to lie down on the patient's bed. The obstetrician, began to grope his stomach. The testpack result was positive, but Yasmin was still in doubt. "Hmmm... I feel you, really pregnant. But, it is not wrong for USG. In order for us to find out how much the content is, I'm about 5 weeks old this".

"Alhamdulillah, O Allah. Good doctor, I'll Ultrasound later". Yasmin replied, smiling and her tears were shed. Puskesmas in the village, indeed there is no USG tool. If you want USG, you have to go to the city first.

"Food nutritious and balanced. Don't forget to eat fruits well, take care of the fetus. Do not forget every month, must be checked the content". The doctor smiled. "I will give vitamin drugs to pregnant women, wait well. I'm going to the patient room, Pak Hanafi".

"Thank you very much, Doc. Excuse me first,". Say ma'am Marni, feel happiness like none. "Good boy, you're finally pregnant". Directly hugging Yasmin's body, giving a kiss on the forehead.

"Alhamdulillah, who is waiting for the end. I'm so happy, mom. It must be Hanafi, happy to have this news". Yasmin said, in her sobs.

Miss Marni, she was unceasingly grateful and praying. For her child's pregnancy, she is always waiting for her child.

Hanafi's room door, wide open. There was a sweet smile on the corner of her lips, Yasmin. Seeing her husband awake and sitting down. "Yasmine,". Lirih Hanafi, impatiently hugged his wife.

Yasmin, went straight to her husband and hugged him tightly. "You are finally conscious, ma'am. I'm so worried about you,". Yasmin's cry, instantly broke in her husband's embrace.

"How's mom, what's the result?". Ask Mr. Jamal, who is curious.

"Thank God,pak. Our son is pregnant, we'll have another grandchild". Miss Marni answered, wiping her tears.

"Allah, O Allah". Jamal sir, pray immediately.

"Thank you, Yasmin. You have conceived my son, the fruit of our heart. I'm really happy to hear that". Hanafi, kissed the whole face of the wife. There were clear circles flowing down both of his cheeks.

"Alhamdulillah,mas. Finally I got pregnant, granted our prayers all this time". Yasmin said, filled with happiness.

They all shed this sense of happiness, surely Yasmin will take care of her pregnancy.

The doctor smiled then, examining Hanafi's condition. "The situation of Mr. Hanafi, is fine. After 1 bottle of infusion, it is allowed to go home. On taking medication prevents his nausea. Patience well, pak. pregnant wife, you have morning sickness".

"It's okay, doc, for the sake of our baby. Whatever I am, accept me sincerely". Hanafi replied, smiling sumringah.

"Alright, he took vitamin medicine well. Good for fetal development, to stay healthy. Please take care of her pregnancy, eat healthy and nutritious. For her husband, take care of his wife. Don't let him get tired or have a lot of thoughts. It could have, affected the mother's pregnancy".the doctor, explained everything.

When he finished, the doctor came out of the room. Yasmin, approaching her still-weakened husband. "What do you want to eat, gold? Morning until now, no eating. Let Yasmin, who nyuapin mas".

"Mas want a hodgepodge, the wealth's good". Hanafi replied, that's what went through his mind.

"Sir, find gifts for our ghosts". Miss Marni, immediately ordered her husband.

"eeee...Let Jo, who's looking for her, ma'am. Fatherhood, who seek". Prevent Hanafi, instantly.

"No papa, son. Like your father, there's no work. Jo, anyway, came to the bathroom earlier". Mr. Jamal replied, leave immediately.

"Duhh...So it's not good I'm, mom". Hanafi, smile.

"Alahhhhhhhhh...Not papa, son. Usually if the husband experiences morning sickness, it could be you who crave. Whatever you want, you have to follow. Fear of your child reelingan, amit-amit baby". Said Miss Marni, sitting next to Yasmin.

"Yes,bu. God willing, I hope I don't crave anything". Hanafi replied, unwilling to let go of his wife's hand. Why am I experiencing morning sickness? It's really torturing me, a big but weak body like this. Put where my face is, a village chief lies weak.

"Grandfather,mas. Tell me, if you want what? there is Jo, the father. They will help you and fulfill your wishes. Don't want to be well, our children will be upset". Yasmin said, pursing her lips.

"Hmmm... It's easy later,". Hanafi replied, smiling sweetly.

"Mas, don't be weird. Fear father, even stress thinking about it". Yasmin said, smiling. Looks like Hanafi, got his karma. Look, he used to do things to me. Now he, get the reward. I'm pregnant, but Hanafi is feeling morning sickness. Duh...I want to laugh at myself, Yasmin's inner grin is not clear.