
Doctor Radit was still in his place, making Melati so curious.
"Doctor Radit, why silence?" Ask jasmine.
Dr. Radit regained his senses, and asked Melati to return to her seat.
"Why, Doc? What was? Everything's fine, right?" Ask Melati.
Radit's doctor took a deep breath, preparing himself to tell him what happened.
"Look, Mel. I wanted to ask you before. Since when do you not menstruate?" Asked Dr. Radit, he confirmed first the truth about the results of his examination.
Melati fell silent, remembering the last time she had her period.
"I forgot a little bit, but it seems like the last time I had that period was when I was pregnant with my first child, but baby... My son died when he was born" Melati said in a sad tone, recalling the heartbreaking incident.
"May I know the cause of your son's death?" Ask Dr. Radit.
Melati shook her head, "I don't know what really happened to me, which I remember during my first pregnancy, I often complained of pain around my stomach. Even that's why I also gave birth prematurely" Melati replied.
"Doctor Radit why ask that? What exactly happened?" Ask Melati.
"Do you have a history of diseases such as cysts, or other problems?" Ask Dr. Radit again.
Melati frowned, she really did not understand what Doctor Radit meant.
"Looks not. Doctor Radit, explain to me what's really going on?" Ask Melati by forcing.
"I'm sorry before, but you don't have a uterus..."
Finally Dr. Radit clearly revealed the condition of Melati.
Melati was surprised, she covered her mouth with both hands.
"No, no way, Doc. Don't joke" Melati said in disbelief.
On the road Dion is still trying to break through the traffic jam, he also drove his car at high speed.
"Oh my God, may I not be late."
That's the do'a Dion proposes along the way.
***
"Mel I'm not kidding, I'm serious. Don't you know about your condition?" Ask Dr. Radit.
Melati shook her head weakly, she could not believe what Dr. Radit had said.
"Mel, does your husband know about this!" Ask Dr. Radit.
Melati fell silent, her breath hunting.
"Mas Dion! She must know about this, I can't believe this, Mas. How could you have lied to me all this time" Melati clenched her hands together.
Dion had just arrived at the hospital, he immediately ran to find his wife.
"Rissa," called Dion when she saw Rissa who was pacing back and forth in front of a room.
"Mas," said Rissa as she looked at Dion who was running towards her.
"Where's Jasmine?" Dion asked, his breathing puffed up.
"Bak Melati is inside," Rissa replied tremblingly.
Dion was stunned, he quickly barged into the room.
"Yes..."
Rissa called Dion, and went in after her husband.
Melati and Doctor Radit turned their heads, looking at Dion who had come suddenly.
Melati stood up, looking at her husband with a gaze full of anger.
"Darling, has the consultation started?" Ask Dion doubtfully. He tried to look calm in front of his wife.
Melati's emotions were sticking to the surface, as fast as lightning her hand was now floating towards her husband's cheek.
Plaque!
Rissa was surprised, and so was Dion. He held onto his reddened cheeks, a sense of heat now radiating around his face.
"Darling, why did you slap me?" Dion did not believe it.
"You're evil! You can lie to me, Mom!" Jerky Jasmine.
Melati was about to raise her hand again, but Rissa managed to block Dion from Melati's slap.
Plaque.
"Well..."
Rissa grimaced, as Melati's second slap landed on her cheek.
Melati did not expect that if Rissa would block Dion, she felt bad. However, his emotions at Dion were higher than his current guilt at Rissa.
"Astagfirulloh, Sa." Dion is shocked when Rissa gets a slap from his first wife.
"Mel, what the fuck? Why are you this?" Jerking Dion, he also did not receive the harsh treatment of Melati.
"Why did you cover everything from me?" Melati asked in a high tone, her chest up and down. Anger is so controlling her heart right now.
"What do you mean, I don't understand?"
Dion denied, in his heart he had thought that now Melati knew the truth.
"Do you know that I can't get pregnant anymore?" Ask Melati.
"I'm glad I can explain..."
Melati brushed aside Dion's hand that touched her shoulder, she quickly grabbed the bag and walked out of the room.
"Darling, wait. I can explain..."
Dion chased after Melati, he did not want if Melati was angry with him.
Rissa was about to catch up with her husband and her honeymoon, but was prevented by Doctor Radit.
"Hey, wait. Let them both solve the problem" Doctor Radit asked.
Rissa was silent, she didn't know what to do.
"Sorry, if you may know. Are you ready Melati?" Ask Dr. Radit.
"I-I work at Melati's and Mas Dion's house" replied Rissa.
Doctor Radit nodded his head, for some reason Rissa was so attractive in her eyes.
"I'm sorry Doc" said Rissa to Dr. Radit.
Doctor Radit let him know that he was staring at the back of Rissa who came out of his room.
"I just found out Melati has a worker her age" muttered Dr. Radit.
His smile poked, imagining Rissa's pure white face, turning red when she got a slap from Melati.
"But why would he be willing to be Melati's husband's shield?" Ask in the heart.
Doctor Radit sighed, he recalled Melati's condition. At this time he understood what his friend was feeling, finding reality that was very difficult for a woman to face.