The sanctity of Love

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After two days in Lembang Erfan brought his wife home. He obeyed the wishes of Hira who wanted to go for a walk. Pregnant women are not tired when they are outside.

Look if you're next to him must be whining spoiled. Aching, dizziness, cramps, all sorts. But unruly, Erfan became anxious himself.

Erfan observed the face of his wife who was sleeping quietly. They arrived in Jakarta this afternoon. His hands removed the hair that covered Hira's eyes. Then switch on that distended stomach.

"Thank you dear, it's smart in mommy's womb. Daddy dear adek and mommy." He then gave a warm kiss there.

He always talked to his son-in-law. Erfan was sure that the creature who was sitting there understood his words. The proof is that Hira is always calmer if he gives a soft rub in the stomach.

Hira blinked his eyes slowly, his stomach felt heavy like something was overlapping. He fumbled his stomach to coincide with his eyes opening perfectly. The culprit's hand belongs to the husband.

"Sweety, are you awake?" Erfan glanced at the clock that was almost five in the morning.

"Toy... Hoek..." Hira ran to the bathroom as she felt her stomach stir.

"Darling!" Erfan jumped out of bed with his wife. Massaging the nape of the wife who is still vomiting.

"Sweety!" He caught his wife's body loose.

This part of Hira vomited, unable to put anything into the stomach. Always regurgitated.

Erfan melted his wife's body with a wet tissue and replaced Hira's clothes affected by vomiting. The man could not bear to see his wife limp. Hira must be infused because no nutrients can enter his body.

Only once did Erfan force his wife to get pregnant, after this no longer. He couldn't see Hira fighting like this. Entering the age of the womb of this second trimester his wife really must bedrest.

"Dear, want something? You haven't eaten since morning." Erfan rubbed his wife's head gently. Hira nodded weakly. Erfan did not insist that if food is included his wife will vomit again.

Erfan works from home, waiting for his ailing wife to reply to emails and check reports sent by his assistant.

There is no more talk of his wife who is chatty and careless. The body lay weakly with a pale face. Erfan has consulted with an obstetrician, Hira can be treated at home.

Too long in the hospital makes Hira stress. Erfan did not want it to have an impact on the health of his son and wife.

That stocky body now looked very thin. Hira has been unable to do any activities for a week. To wake up alone he cannot. Erfan took care of his wife. From replacing diapers to bathing them.

Every food that enters must be immediately regurgitated Hira back is no exception milk. Every afternoon the obstetrician came to the house to check on his wife's condition.

"Darling, if it could hurt moved just like Mas. I can't see you like this." Erfan said softly beside Hira's ear. This week also he could not sleep well because he was worried about the state of his wife. Erfan is awake every night.

"I'm fine, Mom." Hira said softly as she rubbed her husband's head gently. "I'm sorry I took your shit." Erfan shook his head, he didn't bother at all. Even Erfan would feel very guilty if he could not take care of his wife at a time like this.

"Grandfather, sweetie, don't make Mommy sick. Eat yes Honey, let Mommy be healthy quickly." Erfan wrapped his hands around Hira's waist, immersing his face in the wife's stomach.

"Smart granny Mas, you rest gih. Your face is tired. If I get sick, who takes care of me." Hira gives a soft sweep back on the husband's head.

"You're sleeping here." Erfan said, trying to find comfort in his wife's stomach to fall asleep.

"Non Hira ate the porridge first yes, it was noon. No one's eaten anything from morning." Bi Atun went into his master's room carrying a bowl of porridge that was still hot.

"I'd like to drink some avocado juice, Bi" Pinta Hira. He still could not tolerate the porridge to enter his stomach. If the fruit juice, a little still can.

"Auntie make it Non first."

"Still Bi" said Hira slowly. He just felt the definition of pain that really hurts until it is difficult to wake up.

"Want me help you wake up, Nope?" Tawar Bi Atun's.

"No Bi," Hira pointed to her sleeping husband hugging his belly. Bi Atun nodded in understanding then left his master's room.

Just a few suction, Hira's stomach churned again. He vomited his stomach in a special bag. After vomiting, he forced back to drink the juice. It should not be weak, the fetus needs nutrition. Each time he put the juice in his mouth, Hira vomited again. Until his body goes limp.

"Oh God." Btari immediately went into the room of his son and daughter-in-law. His son did not tell him his son-in-law was ill. He won't know if he didn't go to Erfan's office. Secretary Erfan said that Hira had been sick for a week and that Erfan was working from home.

"The body is hot Pah, Erfan too." Btari said to her husband after checking the body temperature of the child and his daughter-in-law.

"Call the doctor here Mah." Hardiyata wiped the sweat off his son's forehead. "The AC is dead?"

"It's deliberately raised the temperature pah." Btari taking the remote lowers the AC temperature.

Erfan wakes up to find his parents in the room. "Father Mama, when's it coming?" Erfan asked, rubbing his eyes, he covered Hira to the waist.

"From now on, you've been following the sick boy. Eat first just take medicine. The doctor will be here."

"Don't call Mah's doctor, then the obstetrician who treated Hira afternoon came." Rejected Erfan, he got up from the bed joined on the sofa.

"Why didn't you know your wife was sick?"

"Not thinking anymore." Erfan was too busy taking care of Hira plus his office work piled up. His assistant always came with documents that he had to check and sign.

"You rest, let Mama help take care of Hira."

Erfan will not refuse, this week has been quite overwhelmed to take care of Hira alone. He was helped by his home assistant.

"Thank you Mah, Pah. I'm gonna take a shower, yeah, it's so hot." Erfan said while fanning his shirt.

"Yes, Mama masakin you first." Btari went to the kitchen. She always cooks with her own hands for her family. The housekeeper only helps.

Btari makes soup for her son-in-law, it will help reduce nausea. She is so pity, girls usually always depend on the mother if she is pregnant.

Erfan and Hira are both independent, as they feel they can struggle with their own accomplices. So it is difficult to ask for help from others, if not pressed like this.

Long enough to wrestle in the kitchen Btari brought lunch menu to the room in auxiliary Bi Atun.

"Mama's daughter-in-law is awake." Sapa Btari, "eat first Darling, Mama make soup. God won't throw up if you eat this." Btari put a bowl of soup on the nightstand.

"Can you wake up?" Btari asked, Hira shook her head.

"Erfan help Hira wake up." Pinta Btari, Erfan according to wake his wife, Btari composed a pillow for Hira's backrest.

"Bismill eat, dear." Btari feed the still warm soup. Hira ate it until the contents of the ludes bowl.

"Nausea?" Btari asked after she finished feeding Hira.

"Not Mah, delicious. Her stomach is warm."

"Alhamdulillah, Oma's grandson is smart." Btari rubbed Hira's stomach gently, "later Mama gave me the recipe as Auntie. You can eat it so your body can get nutrients. Now I'm really fucking." Hira nodded enthusiastically, her heart warmed. Btari has become a loving mother figure for her. The love of a mother that she has not had for a long time.