The Heart of Raisya

Sympathetic pregnancy

We are now at Abah's house. As usual, Mas Haris opened the car door for me.

"Slowly, Honey. Watch out for stumbling!"

"It's slow, Mom. Don't take me! Later I thought I was sick with Ummi and Abah."

"And I'm afraid you're okay, sweetie."

"God willing I'll be careful, ma'am."

My husband is starting to overprotect this! Foam-can sleep-even he guards.

Ummi and Abah were waiting for us in the living room.

"Where, Rai?"

"Thank God, Rai is positive, Ummi! Ummi's gonna have twin grandchildren!"

It wasn't me who answered but Mas Haris. He answered with great enthusiasm.

"God, Alhamdulillah! really, Rai?

"Yes, Ummi. We were already USG."

"Finally, our do'a is granted. May all be well until the birth."

"Milk..." Say us at the same time.

The next day, we had breakfast together. Mas Haris suddenly got nauseous.

"Why are you, Mas? Wind in?"

"No, I don't feel joy. It's just that smelling of that tidy chili, I'm so nauseous. Sorry Ummi, Abah, I don't mean disrespectful. But it's really not good at my smell."

"Aren't you usually, Mom?"

"Geek..." Mas Haris ran to the bathroom. I followed him, and massaged his nape.

"You're ordinary, my. Not hot or cold." I fumbled his forehead.

"Yes, baby! I am okay! Do not know why suddenly pingin vomit, nyium smell sambal terasi. It's not good for Ummi and Abah."

"Well, let's eat in the room, I'll get the plates."

Haris returned to the room. I went back to the dinner table to pick up my plate and Mas Haris' plate.

"Where, Rai?"

"Not what, Ummi. Mas Haris just can smell the terasi only, but what tumben is it? He usually likes it.'

"Oh that...? That's why he's craving Rai."

"Rai just remembered, Ummi. Means Mas Haris had a sympathetic pregnancy."

"Well, maybe that means it. It could happen maybe because Haris is too worried about you."

"Yes, Rai wants anterin to eat first to Mas Haris."

I left Ummi and Abah who had just finished breakfast.

"This, Mas. I've thrown the sauce away, let's eat it!"

"Suapin, baby."

"That's a hell of a damn thing, Mas!"

"For the pingin to be spoiled."

I don't protest anymore, because the business will be long if it continues.

"Mas, you're nauseous because of cravings."

"Can that be it, baby?"

"Well, it can be called a sympathetic pregnancy. Maybe because I'm too worried."

"Then, it's me who feels nauseous! Your father, darling! It holds my two seeds! Lose it can later want even if I have a stomachache."

"There are you, Mom."

After breakfast, I left for school to be delivered by Mas Haris. UmSo until my 4 months of age Mas Haris forbid riding a motorbike even though it was just a piggyback. He would drive me by car every day.

In the car, I fell asleep. Until I arrived at the school gate, then Mas Haris woke me up.

"Honey, if sleepy don't need to fuss. Later your students you teach you the formula iler!"

I woke up hearing his chatter.

I blinked my eyes, and gathered my consciousness.

"Daritadi arrived, Mas?"

"Just two minutes ago, you were so good! Go home, don't worry!"

"E uh.. don't!"

"Let's get a ketchup, honey! Kasian Upin Ipin in the stomach is tired."

"But Upin Ipin, Mas! Nothing else is the parable?"

"Hehe.: because of the viral twins, baby!"

I just shook my head.

"Yes, this is the bell in! You haven't come down yet!"

"yes, I taught you first, Mom! Assalamu'alaikum."

"W'alaikum greetings."

I kissed the back of his hand. And Mas must kiss my forehead. Then Mas Haris got out of the car and opened the door for me.

At the school office, Ms. Hesti interrogated me.

"Mom Raisya! Your aura looks different, once you're pregnant, isn't it my guess?"

"Oh yeah? It looks like it, Mom?"

"Yes, I'm sure this time! Is Nindi going to have a new sister?"

"Then I can't cover it! Mom, I'm pregnant right now."

"Alhamdulillah, congratulations Ma'am. I'm happy to hear it, good luck until the birth."

"Amin, thank you."

"Yes, ma'am. Uh but by the way Miss Raisya feels like not to?"

"No, Ma. Even my sick husband."

"Well Mr. Haris had that sympathetic pregnancy, Mom! Maybe because he's bucin, haha..."

"Maybe, hehe..."

The news of my pregnancy has been heard in the ears of the big family Mas Haris. They are happy because they have a new family. What else when we know our future twins.

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Day after day we passed, my pregnancy I passed with great joy. Mas Haris who nausea vomiting until now the age of the womb is 16 weeks. My stomach is very tired, because it contains two. Mas Haris will be nauseous with certain smells. I am still pregnant kebo, want to be told to continue and males ngpa-ngpain. Fortunately I still live with my parents, who are always on alert and still pamper me.

The construction of our house has reached 75%. The plan at the age of 7 months later we want to move at the same time hold a monthly 7th size and move a new house. Ummi and Abah were still very heavy to take us off, because they would only live alone in the house. Actually I was also hard to leave them, but this has been the consequence of having a daughter. So they should be ready to let go of us with our partner and run our household independently.

At the moment, Mas Haris and I are at a street vendor. Mas Haris wants to eat fruit that seasoned petis. During pregnancy I have not had any cravings.

"What do you want, Neng?" Ask the seller's mother rujak.

"Young mango, pineapple, same kedongdong, ma'am."

"If you're pregnant don't eat pineapple, Neng! It'll be hot on her stomach."

"Not for me, Mom! But my husband."

"Well, her husband is craving!"

Rujak we bought, we asked to be wrapped and brought home.

"Darling please as he bribes his cheers!"

"But you're driving, Mas!"

"No pa-pa, I'll stay focused. I can't stand this, drool!"

"OK okay."

I feed Mas Haris rujak fruit.

"Eat, Honey! You don't want to?"

"No!"

I saw Mas Haris' sweat pouring out, maybe he felt bad. I wiped his sweat with a tissue.

"Thank you, Honey!"

We continued our journey home. We arrived home at 5pm. I gave the fruit we bought to Ummi. We bought two portions.

"You don't eat pineapple, Rai!"

"No, Ummi. Rai didn't eat his spoon! Who craved Mas Haris!"

"Oh, yes, I did!"

At night, in the room.

"Darling, what are they doing?"

"May sleep maybe."

"What time?"

"Where do I know, Mas? Sometimes I feel a twitch in my lower abdomen."

"Be careful if they're naughty!"

"You want diapain?"

"You look, haha..."

"Mass..."

"Darling, if I counted it for two months I held it, since your stomach was cramping last time, I never looked at them. Tonight I'm gonna go see him, okay?"

"Hem.. How is it?"

"Can dong? My kids must miss their dad." Nas Haris plays both eyebrows. His face made me unable to help laugh.

"Mas, don't let our child look like you!"

"Let's look at me, baby. Good-natured, not arrogant and the bonuses loyal. You still doubt it, honey?"

"No, ever since you made that sacred promise in front of the ruler, I've been instilling faith in you ever since."

"Ah so sweet once Upin Ipin's mother!

"Ish, Mommy...." I haven't finished my protest, but Mas Haris has already silenced my lips with his. He continued to bully me until we were both overwhelmed. And that's what should have happened. Long resisted the desire so that Mas Haris did it many times, but slowly and very carefully.

"Thank you, Honey. Our kids are so happy! He was taken with his father."

"Oh yeah? what did they say?"

"Dad, look at us again tomorrow! That's what he said."

"But! That's what you want, Mas!"

"Haha..."

Thank you God, You have sent a partner who loves and values me. It gives us incredible happiness. This is what it feels like to be united by your own husband.Hopefully in the future we can face all the trials of life.

Seriate

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