The Perfect Happiness
S2 - Eps 42
Still Jefri POV's.
After the meal, Tika and I returned to the ICCU room, rejoining my mother, Jerry, Max and Haikal who were still there. They are chatting. All of a sudden..
A huweekk!
A huweekk!
Tika as fast as lightning ran, back to the toilet that we had just passed. I chased.
Brakk!
The sound of the toilet door being pushed by Tika with her unconscious power. No matter what, I went into that toilet. Tika headed for one of the closed rooms and vomited out all her entrails there.
I held his back. Slowly nape the back of the neck.
Uweeek!!
Again he vomited his stomach. Time and time again. I press the flush button to flush the closed contents filled with vomit. He took my hand. Grip tightly.
"What did you eat?" my mother's voice surprised me.
"Just eat some rib soup, Ma."
Tika was still spewing out all her food. Until Mama took over my place and told me to get out.
"You wait outside" said Mama.
I can't bear to see Tika like that. I took my foot out of the woman's toilet. Let Mama take care of Tika.
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Tika POVs.
After all the contents of the stomach that I just filled, I vomited thanks to the encouragement in the stomach that is amazing taste. This is my second time like this. It doesn't taste very good.
Mama Alena helped me, carried me to the sink to clean my mouth. Then get me a piece of tissue. He also swiftly pressed the flush button on closed to clean the remnants of vomit.
I still feel nausea in my stomach. Suddenly the touch of Mama's hand on my shoulder shocked me. I opened my eyes and looked at him through the mirror.
"You haven't checked?" ask Mama softly.
"Check what, Ma?"
"Who knew you were pregnant?"
"First time to check, I'll miss the schedule tomorrow."
"Trus ain't no more checking?"
"Not yet, Ma. I bought a testpack. I haven't tried yet."
I turned to face Mama, grabbing her hand that had touched my shoulder. Staring at him with the remaining tears that came out due to the incident earlier.
"Ma, don't tell me this is the same as Dul?" my door.
"You know what? You haven't tested yet?" mama said faintly.
"Yes, Ma. I just don't want Dul to think that I'm pregnant. Yeah, Ma, huh?" whinek.
"Yes, but I promise you, tomorrow you have to try your testpack?"
I nodded, "Yes, I promise, Ma."
After I finished cleaning everything, Mama and I came out of the toilet. The face of Jefri I saw first when I opened the toilet door. Her worried face and her sad eyes.
"You why? Does her stomach hurt again?" cercan.
I smiled, "Ga papa, let's catch a cold."
Jefri hugged me, tightly. Then I try to let go of the hugging slowly. Invite everyone back to the ICCU waiting room.
I don't think time has shown at one o'clock in the night. After we chatted for quite a while, discussing all sorts of things, Max and Haikal asked to leave. Jefri and I drove them to the hospital lobby.
"Hopefully get well, Jeff" Haikal said, patting Jefri's arm.
"Yes, thank you for taking it."
"We go home first. You drink a lot of water!" haikal with his serious face.
"Yes," I said.
They slowly walked away, until finally lost in the crowd of outdoor car parks. Jefri grabbed my left hand, grasped it. Then we looked at each other and walked back to the hospital.
The next day, in the morning, Jefri and I both contacted their respective offices. To ask permission not to enter the office. Maybe this only applies to Jefri actually, because his office is very strict with regulations. Unlike my office, my job is more flexible. But somehow, this time I felt that I had to ask permission, not look for excuses like before.
Fortunately my boss allowed it. But yes as always, with one condition, that is, I have to find clients who need Wedding Organizer services. I'll just accept my boss's request, so I'll be allowed to take permission.
The more days, Papa's condition is getting better. Although it can not be too smooth to talk, at least Papa can respond quickly to what we ask. Two days passed, the interval for Papa's food intake was also released. Papa can start eating foods that are still soft. Papa can laugh, although not as fast as before.
Like this afternoon...
"Totally?" ask Mama to doubt.
"I-iya bi-ar Ti-ka" Papa said.
I smiled then immediately took the seka equipment in Mama's hand. Then start wiping Papa very carefully. Mom started cleaning up Papa's catheter bag.
Jefri had long since left the three of us in this room, he was called by Doctor Farhat, to listen to the explanation of the series of test results that Papa had passed.
After I finished wiping Papa's body up to the waist limit, then Mama took over to continue it. And I went on to reattach the lid of the urine bag.
Now Papa's face looks fresher, no longer pale white. Mama thrusts a glass of water, which Papa can drink through the help of a small black straw. At times like this it seems very clear, that Mama really loves Papa, unconditionally.
I don't feel like I'm shedding my tears. Looking at the beautiful scenery, which I accidentally attended. Mama looks like this. Patent takes care of Papa in this condition. Because to be honest, before, I had never seen this sight. Mama usually looks relaxed and firm in her day. While Papa usually looks independent, and very liberating Mama. Freeing here in the sense to deal with kitchen problems.
A few weeks I lived in their house, a little bit I became well aware of what it means to live in a household. Not only about body relations, but signs are realized too, if the activity is indeed the only key to harmony in building life.
I rubbed the tears that accidentally appeared, the tears. Maybe I should study with Mama. Learn more about how to be a wife. Worship your husband and many others.
Suddenly a pair of hands appeared behind me and grabbed me. He put his hands around my stomach, and then put his face on my left shoulder. He is my own husband.
"Why you?" tanyakanya.
Mama and Papa glanced at me, as Jefri asked like that. I'm just smiling.
"Gum more geliatin Mama aja," I replied casually.
Jefri peed at my earlobe. Then straighten his body and tighten his grip. He grabbed me while peeping at the top of the back of my head, more precisely my hair.
After Mama finished taking care of all Papa's needs, Mama immediately took Papa's dinner tray to feed.
"You eat there! All buying food is also for Mama," said Mama.
I spontaneously pushed Jefri's chest slightly from my shoulder. Give her a code to bring Mama to eat.
"Ma, let me just bribe Papa, may I?" I asked while releasing Jefri's hand from my stomach.
"Related?" ask Mama to make sure.
"Yes. Can you, Pa?" ask me to Papa who is still sitting leaning.
Papa just nodded his head slowly while closing his eyes for a moment, a sign of agreement.
I stepped closer to Mama, grabbed Papa's dinner plate and prepared to start feeding the food.
"Well, that's Mama I ate, huh?" jefri said as he grabbed Mama's hand and immediately took Mama out of the room.
Leaving me both with Papa. This is already the second feed, Papa looks greedy eating it. Until the last feed. Just as I was about to stand up, putting back my plate and tray, he suddenly grabbed my hand. I looked at him.
"Yes, Pa?" my many.
"Du-duk," said he was still stammering due to his breathing which was still unstable.
I immediately sat back down and with the plate I was still holding, I placed it under the floor. Papa raised his hand, asking to be held by me.
"Why, Pa?" shirihku.
"Bu-juk Dul bu-at gan-kan at the office."
I looked at Papa, I slowly exhaled my breath, "Pa, I can't promise Papa, but surely I will talk to Dul. What matters now, Papa's healthy first, so I can take a quick trip home, huh?" my door.
"Ma-kun ka-mu su-dah want to give a-nak Pa-pah," said Papa again.
I was touched by Papa telling me that. Saying a thank you that might sound normal, nanmun in his condition like this, he still had time to say that for me, on behalf of his son. Not feeling the corner of my eye producing tears again, I couldn't help but come out. I kissed Papa's back. I have considered him my own father since his son married me.
"I'm the one who thanks, Papa and Mama already want to accept me. Treat me like you treat Dul, think of me as your son," I said, sticking Papa's hand on my cheek.
I feel like I have a real father back. The one who watches over me, even the one who takes care of me. My tears were flowing faster, more freely wetting both my cheeks.
I saw that Papa's eyes were glazed over. I'll wipe my tears right away. I have the heart to hold back these tears, so as not to flow back. Smiling looking at Papa.
"Papa cepet healed huh? Papa must be strong. He said he wanted a grandson, right?" I can't stand to keep this a secret from Papa.
Looks Papa slightly widened his eyes.
"First man who knows. Even Dul doesn't know, no one knows. So Papa has to heal, huh?" added again.
With spirit Papa nodded his head, smiling sumringah.
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