
Four months passed. The life of the little family of Angga and Amalia goes on happily. Azka was going to sleep with Neneng. She never went home to her parents. Although he often went to Jakarta. But he never stopped by.
That night the couple was lying in the room. After dinner, they did not go to sleep.
"Darling, I have something to talk to you about!" Amalia looked at her husband's face.
"Say, honey. What are you gonna talk about?" Angga leaned his wife's head against his chest.
"From a long time ago, I wanted to have my own business. I want to have a clothing boutique, don't be big either." Amalia started to let out her wishes all along.
"Where do you want to open a boutique, honey?"
"In Bandung."
"That means we have to move out of here. Not to distance. Yes, tomorrow we find a house and find a place for your boutique." Angga will grant his wife's request. The woman he loved was happy, living with him.
"Really, baby!" Amalia hugged her husband tightly.
"Yes dear. Whatever it is, if it makes you happy I will grant it," said Angga smiling sweetly at his wife.
"Including to see Papa Dwi and Mama Renata?" His wife's question kept the man quiet and set his gaze in another direction.
"You know when we're like this, baby. We've been married four months. That means you've left them for almost five months. You even hide from them. Poor them, baby!" continued Amalia, Angga looked back at his wife's face.
"I'm afraid they're gonna tear us apart again." Angga answered his wife's question with a heavy voice. He recalled the incident when his father separated himself from his wife and son. He was not even in the middle of his wife when she gave birth to his child. For Angga it is very convincing.
"Darling, we haven't tried it yet. How do we know if Papa doesn't accept me. Moreover, after he saw Azka. I'm sure, papa will be devastated" Amalia told her husband. She knew how her husband felt. Because he felt that too.
"Are you sure, honey?" The woman nodded. If you think about what Amalia said. Who wouldn't miss seeing that adorable and cute kid. Moreover, his son is very smart and quickly familiar with anyone.
"Tomorrow we'll meet them. After seeing the house and shophouse in Bandung." The woman immediately gave thanks. I hope his relationship with his father-in-law will improve.
After chatting with his wife, and his wife was already asleep. Angga contacted his assistant to find a house and shophouse for him. He also assigned his assistant so that tomorrow everything should be ready. Auto the man made his assistant moan with his duties.
After breakfast the little family headed to the city of Bandung. To see the house and shophouse that Niko had sent, last night. Angga chose to find a house for his wife in the Bogor area. Because so he's not too far away when going to his office. And it was approved by his wife.
Their car stopped at a modern classic-style house. European architectural style. With many large columns around it. They went inside. To see the inside. The owner sold the house and its contents. And the price is cheaper because it does not go through an intermediary. The house has many rooms. Because Angga wants to have children not two enough. She wants five children from Amalia. After asking his wife with the house and Amalia liked it too. Angga finally agreed to buy the house in the name of Amalia, his wife.
Angga assigns Niko to take care of the house's mail. Now they're headed to the shophouse, where Amalia's boutique will be. Not far from his house, there are rows of shophouses on the side of the road. And one of them was chosen by Niko as a recommendation for her boss' wife boutique. And Sangga also liked the shophouse, and bought it for his wife. Everything was handed over to Niko.
Tired of walking around to see the house and shop. They stopped at the restaurant for lunch. Traditional restaurant they choose. Because the menu of Sundanese cuisine is the best in the eyes of the small family. Moreover, the little boy, the two are very fond of asem vegetables. And never miss out on any of their family menus.
After filling the stomach and praying Dzuhur in the nearest mosque in the area. They continued their journey to Jakarta. The House of Mr. Dwi. A little nervousness, from inside the young mother's heart. But her husband always won. Moreover, his little son. But while still half their journey, suddenly Amalia's stomach became nauseous and vomiting. Angga immediately pulled his car over on the side of the road.
" Cuts, Hoek. Don't know, honey. My head feels so dizzy. My stomach is also nauseous!" Angga squealed at the nape of his wife. Draining eucalyptus oil, on the nape, the stomach of his wife.
"Mother, what was that mam?" The little boy approached his mother and asked. He watched with her. If eating food stalls, the child likes to vomit.
"Mother don't eat anything, baby!" amalia answered weakly.
"Is it still nausea, baby?" The woman nodded.
"We've been looking for a clinic nearby." Angga returned to drive his car at moderate speed while looking for the nearest clinic in the area.
About thirty kilometers away, they found a fairly large clinic. Angga stopped his car there. He got out of the car, and helped his wife to get down. Azka tailed behind her father. They then went inside. Honey, the clinic's a little crowded. They have to wait more patiently.
"Why, my wife?" ask the one who drove the patient there too.
"His stomach is nauseous, and he's vomiting, sir!" angga replied to the man with the head of plontos.
"Oh, pregnant maybe!" Knock the guy. Angga gawked at the man's words. His eyes were immediately turned to look at his wife's face.
"Darling, when did you last menstruate?" Then he asked his wife about it.
"It should have been last week, baby." Angga immediately approached, and held both of his wife's arms.
"Really, honey. Don't-don't-don't what I said, is that true?" excited speech.
"Pregnant, what Mother?" sahut Azka was curious.
"You're gonna have a bitch, baby!" reply Angga. Instantly the boy soared in excitement.
"Yeahhhh Azka wants Adek!" the thrill while soaring gleefully.
After some other patients are examined. Now it's Amalia's turn to go inside. The goose went inside. They were greeted by a beautiful doctor. After that, Amalia lay on the bed that was there. Patently, the doctor examined the young mother while asking for complaints experienced by Amalia.
After examining Amalia, the doctor invited them to sit in a chair not far from the bed.
"How's the wife doing, I doc?" asked Angga so enthusiastically.
"Is my wife really pregnant?" The doctor smiled in response to Angga's questions.
To be continued