The Love of Doctor
Lady Damanik
...Happy Reading...
“You want papa to move your room, Na?” erik asked as he saw Naura set her foot up to go up to the second floor, where Naura's room was at the moment.
“No need!” Naura turned her body back to face Erik, “he said if pregnant old should move a lot.” A smile bloomed on Naura's lips, trying to erode the worry that seemed to start attacking her parents.
“Ck, but your pregnancy is still three months, Na.” Erik protested, which made Naura shake her shoulder. The woman was indifferent, she turned around ignoring Erik's words, again walking up the stairs towards her room.
“Leave it alone, the important thing is they are convenient!” Ella who heard their brief conversation began to protest with her husband's attitude. He was worried that it would make Abhi and Naura not feel at home while living in their house.
Since the kidnapping incident two months ago, Naura and Abhi have been living together in Erik's house. They did it to control the concerns of both parents who feared the incident would happen again. As long as the two of them stay there all still safely under control, Abhi never protests and Naura is also comfortable being in the middle of the people she cares about.
Naura walks towards the study, not finding Abhi in the room. Sure enough, it looks like the man is thinking about something while staring at the file on the table. Looks like it's an important file on Pak Bahtiar's case, which until now has not been resolved.
With a slow and noiseless movement Naura draped her arms towards Abhi's neck, then sat in the hands of the chair Abhi was currently occupying.
“You haven't slept?” asked Abhi who was a little surprised when he felt the presence of his wife. Especially when looking at the clock on the table has shown at 10 pm, it means his wife's bedtime is backwards one hour from the usual day.
“Not yet, I can't sleep,” answered Naura, now starting to stick her cheek to Abhi's cheek, with arms still writhing spoiled, while stealing read what her husband's leg is learning. But it was only an instant as Abhi moved his seated position onto his lap.
“Do I need to make you tired first so you can sleep?” whispered Abhi in front of Naura's face, which instantly made Naura force free from her embrace.
Seeing the look on Naura's watchful face, Abhi covered her mouth with her right hand, hiding a smile behind the palm.
“Do you drink milk, I made ya?” abhi asked, as Naura had already moved to the seat that was in front of her.
“I've been drinking milk, just got—tadi under contrived same papa.”
“Kok didn't ask me?” abhi protest.
“Enak made by papa, you sometimes mostly brown, sometimes mostly vanilla. If papa does not fit.” Naura explained, with a sparkling face, as if her papa-made milk was the most delicious.
“Praise aja keep!” cetus Abhi's.
Naura's turn chuckled at the jealous look her husband gave off. Abhi then closed the file he had placed on the table. He did not want Naura to come to think about the case of Pak Bahtiar who is still in the final trial process.
“So the doctor said what?” asked Abhi, who was so curious about the condition of his future son.
Naura quickly got up from her seat, walked towards the room, approached the table where she had placed her bag. Then take a black and white photograph from inside the bag.
Abhi was unable to take Naura to the obstetrician this afternoon. Because suddenly Pak Bahtiar asked to meet with him. And finally, Naura, who was ready to leave, was forced to be escorted by Erik and Ella to an obstetrician.
“Nih, our child candidates are already 12 weeks!” Naura handed the photo to her husband. And the man immediately grabbed a black and white photo of his future son, trying to read what he could read there.
“All healthy. Development is also normal.”
“Alhamdulillah, hold this where are his hands and feet?” Abhi lowered his head again, scrutinizing the photo of USG in his hand. But what is visible is only the skull and the small body.
“His hands were small, dear ..., the same movements of his legs as well!" Naura smiled widely, as she recalled the words of her specialist doctor. "Doctor until say gini, ‘wah this dedek to play ball’ again. Papa's happy not to play!” Naura reported what the woman's doctor had said. His expression is clearly visible if the woman is now happy. “this is a picture! So, can not move, if your motion is afraid later,” he continued while pointing at the photo in Abhi's hand.
“I can't wait, wait next month said the doctor maybe we can already see the gender.” Naura used one hand to hold her chin, observing the happy face of her husband from a close direction.
“Doctors don't say—if we can do it every day?” search Abhi.
“Ngak!” sambar Nauras. Patting the back of Abhi's palm. “still like last month. Can't be too often!”
Abhi nodded in understanding of his wife's explanation. All for the sake of his son, whatever he will do.
“Bhi, if you want to see directly tomorrow can come again!” naura said when she saw Abhi's face that looked sad, as if saying if she regretted not being able to take Naura to the obstetrician.
The man shook his head quickly, “No need, pity his grandpa, I'm still looking forward to next month! Make see our child candidates.” Abhi then put the photo into the cow leather wallet that always accompanied him every day.
“Kok saved there?”
“Ngak papa! Make it later if I miss you!”
“Same customers I see USG photos!” murmur Naura.
“No law prohibits times, Which?”
“Any, anyway, but that's how you are!”
“Someone I want to ask you, Yang.” Abhi looked for the photo he had found. After meeting him he showed it to Naura. “This is you or Maura?” Abhi thrust out a piece of photo, with a picture of a girl carrying a bouquet of flowers in hand. Beside him was a man wearing a black t-shirt, both of whom seemed to be smiling brightly, like they were enjoying happiness.
“Take a guess!”
“Maura, right? No way my wife has this handsome guy who is the most handsome husband, doang!”
Hearing that Naura directly rubbed Abhi's face with her hands. “pedemu delay!”
“That Maura equals Nuel,” he explained.
“Nuel?”
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