The Step Sister of Tiri

221. How pregnant?

Zayna spewed out all over her entrails in the bathroom near the kitchen. Suddenly she felt nauseous, as Bik Ira took out the fish from the refrigerator. Usually not like that. The worried Bik Ira followed his master. Bik Ira was afraid that Zayna would get sick, especially because she had helped him cook.

"Why puke, Neng? What's the wind?" ask Bik Ira while massaging the woman's neck

"No idea, Bik. Suddenly nauseous as the smell of the fish that Bibi picked up earlier," Zayna replied while washing her lips.

"That's a gurame fish, Neng. Usually you like that fish." Bik Ira looked at his master with a strange look.

It was Zayna's favorite fish. Usually the woman will be eager to eat if there are gurame and sambal fish. He also never had a problem with the smell of the fish. Why is it a problem now, doesn't it feel weird.

"I don't know either, but it smells like nothing. This time it smells really fishy."

Bik Ira looked at the fish he had taken out and turned to look at Zayna. He felt his fish smelled the same, but why did his master say if it smelled different. He is too immune to the smell of fish. It felt impossible, Bik Ira exhaled a rough breath. I don't know who's wrong here.

After it was felt that no one else wanted to be spewed, Zayna returned to the kitchen. Bik Ira gave the woman a seat so that her employer could sit down.

"Bi, the fish should go far. I'm really sick of the smell."

"Yes, Neng. It'll get rid of Auntie. Then you should not cook fish. Chicken with eggs is enough."

Zayna immediately shook her head. "No, Bik. It is better to cook it, Papa Rahmat really likes fish. Later Aunt clean it up over there, a little far away from me."

He did not want to because of her, everyone had to resist his will. What is wrong is himself, it is impossible for others to sacrifice even if only for the majanan. Moreover, both of his parents have come all the way here.

"It's okay, Neng. How about nausea again?"

"God is no longer. Please take the mask, Bik, let it not smell too much."

Bik Ira nodded and immediately passed towards the mask storage. Although confused, the woman continued to do as Zayna ordered.

"This, Neng. Auntie, go ahead and clean the fish." Bik Ira gave the mask to Zayna and continued his work, which was cleaning the fish.

As her employer wanted, Bik Ira cleaned the fish a little bit away. Zayna almost vomited several times. But the woman kept him. He couldn't have made Bik Ira cancel his fish cooking.

Papa Rahmat really likes fish rather than chicken or eggs, as well as Ayman. If you do not cook fish, the papa may only eat vegetables. If the husband, still want to eat chicken, different from Papa Rahmat.

After all the cooking was done, Zayna and Bik Ira arranged it on the dining table. Not to forget also the woman made warm tea and juice for everyone. Each has its own taste. Thankfully, it's not something that's difficult.

"Food is ready, let's eat first!" zayna called out to her entire family in the television room.

Everyone moved and walked to the dining room. Zayna pushed Baby Ars stroller to come to the dining room. They all enjoyed dinner quietly. Mama Savina had noticed Zayna eating so voraciously. The portion of the meal was also so large, it was appropriate that his daughter looked fat.

Mama Savina frowned and looked at Mama Aisyah. “Means Miss Aisyah, what?”

Mama Aisyah also said that Ayman, had mentioned the problem of Zayna's increased appetite. For one time, Zayna still responded fine. However, a few days later Ayman again offended, the problem of eating large portions of Zayna. Finally the woman was irritated and pouted all day.

Even at dinner, her daughter-in-law did not eat together. Since then, no one has offended the Zayna portion of the meal. They were also aware because the woman was breastfeeding. Ayman also did not dare to say anything more, fearing that his wife was getting more sensitive. He knows that women's moods are fickle.

Mama Savina nodded, and she continued eating again. However, it is undeniable that the woman feels strange with Zayna's appetite. Which he considers excessive, but let it go. It was also for the sake of his grandson. When not breastfeeding anymore, Zayna can do diet. Today there are many ways too.

Everyone had finished their dinner. They returned to the living room to talk for a while, before resting. Suddenly Baby Ars was crying. Zayna tries to give ASI. However, the baby refused and continued to squirm his body.

Zayna tried to see her son's diapers, maybe his son was a pup. Sure enough, Baby Ars is having a bowel movement.

"Baby Ars has diarrhea, Na?" mama Aisyah asked when she saw Zayna making Pampers.

"Yes, Ma. From this morning diarrhea, even though I have given him medicine, but his diarrhea is still. I'm taking her to the clinic or the hospital tomorrow. He also lately does not want to drink breast milk anymore. Maybe it's time to drink formula, yeah, Ma. She's already the moon."

Mama Aisyah looked at her daughter-in-law and granddaughter. "Na, actually every baby is breastfeeding for up to two years. If en that month is what is required. The rest is up to the parents, but now Baby Ars has not even turned six months. Baby Ars time no longer want to drink ASI?"

Everyone was still speechless, thinking about what Mama Aisyah said. Ayman was also worried about her son's situation. Baby Ars has been fine, never seriously ill. If you are sick too, fever is normal, like a baby in general.

"Na, Mama wants to ask you, but Mama expects you not to be offended. This is just Mama's mind," said Mama Savina who wanted to say the contents of her heart that she had been holding.

Everyone stared at the woman, waiting for what Mama Savina wanted to say. It seems very serious. Zayna had also felt something of tension in her. She was afraid that something bad would happen to her son.

"Are you pregnant?" mama Savina asked, making Zayna widen her eyes.

The atmosphere suddenly became quiet. Everyone in the room was equally surprised. They never thought Zayna would get pregnant. Everyone stared at Ayman's wife, waiting for her answer.

"No, Ma. Where could I be pregnant. I also take the contraceptive pill every day. I'm never late either" Zayna replied hesitantly. He was also unsure of the answer given.

"Mama only thinks. Mom felt weird about you. Your portion of the meal is also large, the second Baby Ars is no longer willing to drink ASI. From what you learned earlier, it's because the taste of your ASI feels different. At this time in your body there are also new lives, if you force to breastfeed your baby, finally your child who has diarrhea. Though it was the utterance of the ancients, but all is proved. Although there are some doctors who deny it as well."

"It's good that you check yourself first, whether you are pregnant, right" said Mama Aisyah.

"When I'm really pregnant how? Baby Ars is also very small" Zayna murmured as she looked at the turn. Everyone also still heard the sentence that came out of the woman's lips.

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