
"It's over?" It was Jonathan who just came out of the bathroom.
"Udah Om, that's his shirt!"
Miranda showed Jonathan the clothes he had prepared earlier. Miranda is also cute with the usual teenage makeup.
Seeing this, Jonathan was delighted. Apparently he could see Miranda this brightly. Because when he first came there, Miranda was still often moody to think of the only child of Bara.
But Miranda's small gesture of preparing the clothes remembered her to the woman who had now left her.
Why did you go so fast...
Jonathan daydreams, imagining the good times when his wife is still alive. Now the story only leaves sweet memories that are very difficult to forget.
"O.M...?" Miranda stared fixedly at Jonathan with a frown, "Think what, Om?" Ask again very curious.
"Nothing, not your business."
***
After getting dressed, the two immediately rushed to the hospital. Luckily the obstetrician was still in place because there were dozens of patients who were giving birth that day.
"Where's the baby Doc?" Ask Jonathan. After the USG.
"Thank you be healthy, sir. Her pregnancy is still very young. My advice, from now on, it's best not to work hard Miranda first. Diligent take vitamins, and fresh foods such as fruits and vegetables, in addition to good for the fetus, it is also beneficial to reduce nausea!"
"Oh, well Doc. I'll pay attention to the food you eat!" Answer Jonathan. Like a husband on standby.
As promised, after checking. Both went to the fruit shop. Where the fruits lined the side of the road looked fresh and stirred up the appetite of Miranda who unconsciously gulped her own saliva.
"Om, I want this!" The ink pointed towards the Mango Fruit.
"May mintak one more, uh not deng. Two, Om. Can't you? Can ya?" Whimpering as he crept on Jonathan's shoulder.
Perhaps no one thought to the distance of their age that was adrift. Because Jonathan's face is still fairly like the age of adult men in general. The age of thirty-seven does not make it look like an old man to most people.
Jonathan immediately ordered a kilo of five kinds of fresh fruit that he thought was very good for Miranda.
"Well, it's five, Om. Did Miranda ask for three doangs?" Oceh Miranda again while scratching her head.
"You think I don't have a favorite like you, either?" Timpal Jonathan with a cold look that re-emerged.
The girl became a manyun herself. It's true what Jonathan said he had his own passions too.
After keeping the fruits in the back seat. The two got into the car, "Is there anything you still want?" Jonathan doesn't want to be complicated if Miranda asks for something again when they have reached home.
"Nothing, Om. That's enough. Thanks, Om?"
Jonathan didn't chim in and started driving his car. Soon Jonathan's phone rang. Who else if not a call from Bella's best friend.
"Jo, let me watch yuk!" Take Bella without further ado. When he found out Jonathan had connected the two networks.
"When?"
"Now, there are really good romantic movies you'll love. It's six o'clock this afternoon!"
Jonathan took a look at the clock on his arm that still showed at half-five.
"Okay, we'll meet in the cinema!"
"Ready, I'll wait for Jo!"