The Desired Substitute

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Neither Juna nor Raya had fallen asleep. Even though they had closed their eyes, their minds were wandering somewhere.

Usually while sleeping while being hugged tightly by her husband, surely Raya will fall asleep soundly. But until now he has not been able to fall asleep. He instead chose to swipe the tip of his nose on Juna's chest. Swiping, sometimes inhaled. She did it over and over again until a growl came out of her husband's mouth.

When she heard Juna growling, Raya stopped her activities. However, a few minutes later, he did the action again with a smile. New habits that are exciting according to him, so that you can momentarily forget the problems that are being faced.

"Raya, go to sleep" said Juna in his growl.

It seemed to care about his hearing. He continued to do the action while giggling.

Juna lifted Raya's chin, so that the gazes of the two met. "Sleep or sleep, hn?"

Raya slightly got up and called her face to Juna's neck while hugging her husband tightly.

"I choose the second one" whispered Raya in Juna's ear.

Juna grinned and then turned his wife's body so that now Raya was under him.

"Okay, be prepared not to sleep until morning."

***

Mira's hand was smearing jam on a loaf of bread that she would serve for breakfast with her husband. His gaze was fixed on the bread he was smearing jam, but either because daydreaming or thinking about something, so he did not focus. The bread was full of jam until it was full, even if it fell on the table.

"What are you thinking about again?" ask the husband who was watching his wife earlier.

Mira glares slowly. "Astagfirullah," he said when he realized his actions were dirtying the table.

"Sorry Dad, Mommy make it again."

Mira then put away the unformed bread and took the new bread. However, when going to smear it with jam, his hands were prevented by Budi. The husband took over the bread in his hand and smeared it with jam.

"Mother why? try the same story Dad," asked Budi to the wife who seemed to be thinking about something.

"It's okay Dad. Just a little dizzy. Maybe because yesterday the rain came home from Risma's mother's house."

"Turn to Risma's house?"

Mira nodded.

"Well?" keep the husband while biting his bread.

"Yes .. just play. Can't really, huh? It's called a lot to talk about."

"What are you guys talking about?"

Well, the wrong answer turned out to be Mira. So that provoked her husband to ask further.

"A lot of well, especially about our son. About Raya, Juna, also April," she replied with a slight nervousness.

"Why was April brought along too?"

Mira held back her regret. Why does her husband talk so much? Usually speaking only as necessary.

"Later late, Dad, quickly finish the breakfast," said Mira averted her husband's questions.

He immediately finished the bread in his hand. After that he drank a glass of water that the wife had provided.

"April's not pregnant, is she Bun?" tanya Budi suddenly after wiping her lips with a washcloth.

Mira was surprised by the husband's question. He swallowed his bitter-tasting saliva roughly. His chest is beating rapidly. His mouth felt faint when he would answer the husband's question.

"Why do you ask like that?"

"Dad noticed lately her face is not as bright as usual, these few days every morning she always nausea and vomiting exactly as you were pregnant."

Mira sighed slowly. It should be that her husband soon knew what had happened to his daughter, but he did not want her husband to be reckless with beating Juna maybe, when he found out that the one who impregnated his daughter was his own daughter-in-law.

Huh. Did Juan really do that? It was hard to believe, but the photographic evidence explained everything.

"Maybe because you're tired, so you're a little less healthy. After returning home from Paris the shooting schedule is very crowded if Mother pays attention."

"Hopefully it is like that. Because as far as Dad is concerned, the modeling profession has many bad sides. Though stay according to the words of Father alone to replace Dad manage the company, but he instead chose to be a model."

"The name of desire can not be forced Yah."

Budi nodded. He then stood up to take his briefcase which was in the right chair. Then say goodbye to the wife, do not forget to put a long kiss on the forehead of the curly-haired woman.

After driving her husband off to work, Mira immediately went to her eldest daughter's room, to see how things were going. Because he hadn't seen April leave the room. Mira also did not hear her daughter vomiting. Usually after dawn, he was preoccupied with a new routine that helps massage the nape of his daughter while vomiting in the bathroom.

Upon entering her daughter's room, Mira finds April lying in front of the bathroom unconscious. Mira is hysterical, she yells at her house assistants.

"Mbok Darmi!" panicked shouting. "Astagfirullah, you why son," he said, holding his daughter's head. Her tears have already been shed.

Mbok Darmi came with a crush. "What's wrong, ma'am? Oh my God, April why Ma'am?"

"Not knowing Mbok, quickly call Mang Jul."

Mbok Darmi immediately exits the room to call the gardener who works at Mira's house. Not strong enough to carry April alone, the three of them finally brought April to his car. Mbok Darmi accompanied April who was put to bed in the back seat. Because the driver was driving her husband to work, she was forced to drive a car, taking her daughter to the hospital.

"Just slow down Mom, Bismillah, who is important to survive until the hospital," said Mbok Darmi reminded Mira.

Mira flirted, but inwardly agreed with Mbok Darmi's words. Along the way he continued to pray, may everyone be safe until the destination.

He and Mbok Darmi waited, sitting in a chair provided to wait for patients.

"Do you not need to be told by Mom?" ask Mbok Darmi.

"Later on, we'll wait for the results. May it be just exhaustion" said Mira.

Mira is very confident that her daughter fainted due to exhaustion during the photo shoot, she also suspected that her daughter was deficient in food intake. Remembering that since she knew April was pregnant, she saw that her daughter had no taste for food.

***

Raya looks to be tidying up the tie that Juna wears. She then stroked her husband's chest with a smile.

"Why smile? Remember that one?" juna asked with a dirty smile.

Raya immediately pulled her lips until the smile changed with the lips bent. Slowly hit Juna's shoulder and then screeched.

"Breakfast first. You're late for this."

"It's your breakfast" said Juna in a hoarse voice.

Raya glares. "God, it was still lacking, up to four times loh Mas."

"If you are not satisfied."

"If it's the same as the others?" tanya Raya fished her husband.

"I don't know, never and never will be with anyone else. You're enough."

Raya nodded. "Breakfast now?"

Juna nodded then carried Raya like a koala.

"Mas! Rice breakfast was no other breakfast" she said, hitting her husband on the back, as she felt Juna would take her to bed

Juna laughs. "I thought I could have your breakfast first." Juna then took Raya out of the room to the dining room.

"Not to worry! Four days off, no rations."

"Your husband is your own husband."

"Wrongly yourself four times. You think you're not sick?"

"But you didn't look like you were in pain, which is what I see you enjoy so much."

"Where is it."

Raya turned to hide the red hue on her face, she then came down from Juna's sling when they reached the dining table.

"Non, there's a phone call from Mom" Nina said as she handed her phone to Raya.

"Assalamu'alaikum's chat. What's the matter, Mother?"

"Wa'alaikumsalam's chat. Mother phone to your number why not pick up?"

"Sorry Mother, Raya doesn't know."

"Yes, already. Mother just wanted to let you know that April went to the hospital. Are you the same Juna can come here now?"

"Raya definitely can Mother, if Mas Juna ... Ask first, huh?" said Raya while glancing at her husband who was cool bribing her breakfast.

"Help Juna also come yes son," asked Mother Mira.

"Raya try to Mother."

"Assalamu'alaikum."

"Wa'alaikumsalam."

Raya handed the phone to Mbak Nina after ending the call.

"What's wrong?" ask Juna.

"Mr April is in the hospital."

"Continue?"

"Mother told us to come there."

Juna swallowed the last chew. He finished his breakfast.

"You're the one who came. I have nothing to do with your sister" Juna stood up and kissed her on the lip before he stepped out of the unit, leaving Raya sitting alone in the dining room.

TB

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