The Love Story of Single Parents
Chapter 207. Flashback
Chapter 207. Flashback
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" Honesty is the jewel of the soul!"
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Seven Years ago
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" Am I deg-degan huh?" Shinta grabbed Rangga's arm as he walked down the corridor to dr. Novane.
Novan is an andrology specialist who has special expertise in dealing with problems in the male reproductive system, such as fertility disorders or sexual dysfunction.
Andrology is a branch of medical science that studies the structure and function of the male reproductive system.
After a few days before Shinta was stated not to have found any problems that interfere with reproduction or her uterus was also declared no problem, Rangga also decided to check himself.
" Same baby!" honestly Rangga is also afraid if he is troubled.
Almost stepped on in the year of marriage, but not yet bounty momongan. Rangga had thought maybe God had not given fortune to him. However, gradually as he became anxious.
And the peak, made him decide to do the examination only.
" Wait a minute, I'll take the results first. You relax here first!" Tukas Novan to Rangga and Shinta who are now in his room.
The room is clean, there is a shelf behind it that is filled with books and also ordner and share the map.
Shinta had been doing the movement of sewing the earth so groutinya. The one waiting for the results is Rangga.
" She, I'll go to the toilet first. It's so nervous of me!" It seems that anxiety makes his bladder fill faster.
" I'm taking you?" bargain Rangga.
" No need, then Novan cariin us. I'm back!"
Shinta then went to the unlucky toilet at the end of the hall. He had to go through many treatment rooms to find a public toilet.
The door swings and looks Novan who pokes from behind the door. Rangga became anxious with a different look on Novan's face from when he was about to come out earlier.
" Is everything all right, Van?" Rangga swallowed his saliva as he asked. He's impatient.
Novan was silent, the man seemed to have no heart when he would speak the truth.
" Van, answer me!!!" seeing the silence of Novan, making Rangga impatient, suddenly he did not have confidence.
" Of...!" Novan seemed stuck.
" Yes, you're in trouble!" sahut Novan with a bowed face while handing over the paper containing the results of the examination.
Lightning seemed to strike even when there was no cloud let alone rain. Rangga suddenly nodded. His body suddenly had no strength when reading the results of his examination.
"Enzyme abnormalities in spe*rma. This condition can cause sperm*ma difficult to swim and penetrate the egg, so there is no fertilization" he explained with the two eyebrows are linked.
They were both quiet within a few seconds.
" Can you help me?" Rangga looked at Novan. Novaan was on the verge of confusion. As a doctor who has been sworn in office, of course this is very contrary to Rangga's request.
" Please help me as a friend. You remove yourself first and your uniform as a doctor!" Rangga looked at Novan with a trembling voice.
Novan momentarily thought, his conscience and logic at war. He demanded himself to act quickly.
Novan was restless and agitated at the same time.
" Here you are, the toilet is far away!" Shinta opened the door while talking. It makes them both amazed.
Rangga quickly folded the paper from Novan which contained the disclosure of the results of his examination. Rangga quickly pocketed it before Shinta knew.
" How are you?" Shinta sat down next to her husband who was trying to be ordinary.
" Ohmmm!" Novan spoke up. Rangga was anxiously waiting for the open mouth of Novan.
" How about mas?" Shinta looked at the two men in turn.
Novan nervous. Lying is not really him.
" No problem so far!" Novan gulped his saliva when he said that.
" The results I sent tomorrow yes, this was the task in the laboratory does not exist. I read it on the system, just print it out for you!"
Novan's heart does not know if this is true, but as a friend he also did not have the heart to Rangga.
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Radiation exposure in airport X-ray machines and also the frequent dabbling of Rangga in the metal detector area is not something that is really worrying. The level of free radicals in that condition is still equally worrying when we are outdoors.
" If we have checked and the result is nothing problematic, fix us is not yet in the windfall!" Shinta sat on the edge of her bed after returning home from the hospital.
" I'm sorry, baby!" Rangga hugged Shinta. The man really felt guilty. She was afraid that Shinta would leave her.
Sorry Shin, I had to lie. I don't want to lose you.
" I'm sorry, but it's not windfall!" Shinta looked at her husband's face after they took off hugs.
The day changed, Rangga now brings results that can be said 'fake' for formalities if Shinta asks. Stamina and passion while making love is no problem.
Rangga can also always make Shinta reach the peak of pleasure when he gives an inner living to the woman he loves. However, according to Novan spe*rma produced difficult to penetrate the egg.
This condition can cause spe*rma cells can not get into the fluid of ma ni (azoospermia). The cause can be congenital or physical trauma that affects the testicles, prostate, and urethra.
Rangga stared at the paper in the map he was holding that night. Yes, after returning home from service he went to the hospital to see Novan.
Could it be that the fall of him as a child had affected all this? or is there something else going on inside him? Which he also does not know. What exactly is wrong in him.
Oh God, it's really only a man who's afraid of losing his love.
I can't help you anymore ngga, you cane this drug prescription for better.
Rangga sighed. The man loved Shinta very much, he was just scared and not confident. He was afraid that if Shinta knew the truth that all this time, he was the one who contributed to the absence of the little angel in their household heresy.
Rangga saw the original results of his medical record. For a moment his eyes warmed up. He was so insecure.
" She, the food is ready. Let's eat first!" Shinta suddenly opened the door. Makes Rangga aghast.
" I-yes, just a minute, baby!"
Rangga quickly slipped the paper into the bottom of his wardrobe of the universe. So thought Rangga. He covered it with a shirt that was rarely touched, having no choice because he was afraid that Shinta would see.
" You're doing it anyway, let's hunt!"
" Oh, a minute!" Rangga crammed the paper in a hurry.
In their domestic trips in the following years, Rangga often asked Shinta for adoption but Shinta always refused.
" Patience is not our fortune!"
" Don't think of anything!"
"The boy is like fortune!"
Those words often just slid from Shinta's mouth, when Rangga talked about adoption. Rangga only wants his wife is not lonely and then potentially focus their problems on himself.
And as the day continues to change, second to minute, minute to hour, hour to day, day to Sunday, and Sunday to month, even month to Year Rangga and Shinta are still living a lie.
Until one day, Rangga who forgot the original medical record suddenly remembered. Rangga forgot where to put the paper because so long. He's really sloppy.
He is afraid that Shinta will find. Someday slipped into his heart. Why didn't he just destroy that stuff a long time ago.
Shinta even helped Rangga who was looking for the results of his fake examination, Rangga thought the original results might be tucked in the map of fake results. But it is like a habit, goods if they are in need are very difficult to find, but if not needed, the goods are often nongol everywhere.
And all of that was forgotten until the decade of their marriage.
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Presence
With a broken heart Shinta instantly sagged onto the floor while hugging the result.
" Why lie, are you afraid I will leave Rangga if I know Rangga mas who can not love me a child?" shinta's voice shook violently.
" Mas Rangga is wrong mas!" Shinta was crying alone. Heart hurts.
He loves Rangga with less and more. The good men were never rude even when they were three years old they still did not know each other about the lack of reproduction.
For a moment Shinta thought, did her mother-in-law also not know if Rangga was in trouble? if you already know, why has he been the scapegoat all this time?
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