The Light of Love Salma

Alleged Pregnant

"Salma, are you okay, son?" ummi asked as soon as she reached Salma's room.

The limp Salma could only smile, let alone stand up to welcome the Ummi, saying it felt very difficult, Salma felt powerless, not even standing up to him, what he ate last night is gone, and there's nothing left to waste in the bathroom.

"Dance!" call Ummi.

"Yes, what is Ummi?" sahut Tari slightly ran closer to Ummi, just now he was standing in the doorway watching the state of Salma who was rolled helplessly.

"Please make ginger wedang! and ask Kafa to make rice porridge and half-cooked eggs!" titah Ummi's.

"Okay, Ummi," said Tari walking out of the room to the kitchen according to the request of the Ummi.

"Eh, mas Kafa," Tari said as she watched Kafa walk past her.

"Yes, what's wrong?" sahut Kafa turned towards Tari.

"Said Ummi, Mas Kafa told to cook rice porridge as well as half-cooked rice!" Tari said what Ummi ordered.

"For what is half-cooked porridge and eggs?" tanya Kafa felt strange about Ummi's request.

"I was also told to make ginger wedang, he said he was told to make it for Neng Salma," explained Tari.

"you go back to the room! accompany Ummi and Salma, let me cook everything," said Kafa who was enough to make Dari surprised, in her heart, Dari could only stare in wonder at Kafa's attitude that had completely changed by one hundred and eighty degrees.

'Hopefully I can get a husband like Mas Kafa, despite initially being unfavorable, at least right now his attitude can really make all the women in this world envious of him.' batin Tari while leaving Kafa who is now turning towards the kitchen undoes the intention that originally wanted to catch up with Ummi and Tari to the room.

"Well, you're so damn good behind it, where's the godhead?" tanya Ummi who was currently sitting right beside Salma while holding her hand.

"So I was told to go back to Mas Kafa, he said he would make ginger wedang as well as rice porridge and half-cooked eggs that Ummi ordered," replied Tari.

"Porridge for whom is Ummi,?" tanya Salma felt strange with Ummi's order asking for porridge and half-cooked eggs.

"For you," Ummi replied casually.

"Salma doesn't hurt Ummi, so why eat porridge?" salma asked with a shrunken forehead as she was confused by what Ummi was doing.

"You'll love it later, better now you rest!" Ummi didn't worry about anything, he just asked Salma to rest.

"After this Ummi will go to the station with Ghozi, Tari! please take care of Salma!" pinta Ummi's.

"Okay, Ummi," replied Tari who now changed position in place of Ummi who was sitting on a chair right next to Salma who was lying down.

There are many questions that are now lodged in Salma's mind, but his limp body makes Salma can not do anything but stay on the bed.

"Are you pregnant with Neng Salma?" tanya Tari with a soft voice until impressed whispering so softly.

"Pregnant, who said?" sahut Salma who looks surprised by the question asked by Tari, Salma who does not feel and does not know if she is pregnant or not only can ask.

"It's just my guess, whether it's true or not I don't know, because who should know first it's you," said Tari.

Salma was silent thinking about when she had last come month, maybe at this time she was only three weeks late, not even a month, could she be pregnant? or just a regular wind.

"Who wants to see a doctor?" kafa asked without hearing the conversation of Salma and Tari.

Hearing Kafa coming, Tari immediately stood up as if allowing Kafa to approach and mm replaced the position of Tari to sit in the chair that was sitting in Tari.

"Tariengira I'm pregnant Mas," explained Salma.

"What's? pregnant, really?" sahut Kafa with a joyful facial expression.

Who is not happy to hear about the pregnancy of the wife? everyone will be very happy about it.

"That's still Mas's guess, not sure," Salma tried to straighten out what he said earlier, he did not want Kafa to misunderstand, if indeed pregnant Salma would feel happy and grateful, but if not he doesn't want Kafa to be disappointed by it.

"How about we check it now?" tawar Kafa's.

"I still feel weak, after all today Abah will go home Mas, I want to welcome him," Salma who felt weak wanted to rest and wanted to see the arrival of Abah.

"Well, tomorrow we'll go to the gynecologist, now you eat the porridge and eggs first!" order Kafa while taking one bowl of porridge with a half-cooked egg top on it.

"Khem, Neng Salma, Mas Kafa, excuse me first." Pamit Tari walked out of her second room when she felt that the two lovebirds were ignoring her presence.

Salma only smiled because she understood very well what Dari was doing because Kafa was already in the room to replace her.

Kafa began to feed one by one feed into Salma's mouth, he who initially felt strange with the menu requested by Ummi now began to disappear, delicious taste dominates his mouth.

And sure enough, a bowl full of ludes is not left, and one glass of ginger wedang is also used up, too, Salma who felt full again poured down to go back to sleep so that his body was stronger and healthier when he woke up later, while Kafa said goodbye to go to the prince's cottage to check the situation there.

"Ummi!" call Ghozi when he sees Ummi sitting while paying attention to the phone in his hand.

"Yes, why Ghozi?" sahut Ummi while turning off his phone screen when he saw the serious face of Ghozi staring at Ummi.

"What time is Ummi coming home?" ask Ghozi.

"Maybe three hours away, Abah just missed Ummi if the road was uprooted, so the journey home was delayed by another hour or two" replied Ummi.

"You why? is there a problem?" tanya Ummi stared curiously at Ghozi who currently looked so agitated and indecisive.

"No Ummi, just ..." Ghozi did not continue his words, he looked increasingly hesitant and hesitant to speak.

"Why, son?" Ummi grew curious and he kept forcing Ghozi to tell him everything.

"Ummi, actually I want to beat someone, but I'm still confused Ummi," said Ghozi.

"Why jungles? good intentions should not be delayed! what else is confused," said Ummi.

Seeing Ghozi who was silent without speaking made Ummi speak up, "Who is the girl you want to preach to, son?" Ummi asked back.

Ghozi was still silent a thousand languages until his voice sounded again.

"Dance, Ummi," replied Ghozi so steadily.