
It's complicated, Akmal couldn't calm down after hearing Agnia suddenly get sick. Although the problem in the store is so troublesome and far from finished. Akmal lied to Agnia about his problem with Bagus, saying everything was fine even if it wasn't.
Good undaunted, who had previously apologized now complicates everything with the threat of filing a lawsuit. At first Akmal chuckled at hearing that, funny because he did not find any reason until he could be sued. But it turned out to be Govin, who with his money was ready to do anything. Be Akmal now confused, just about to meet with his lawyer, Agnia's condition worsens.
Akmal let out a long sigh, turning Agnia beside him for a moment. After having trouble sleeping, his wife was able to sleep with a soft rub of Akmal on the back which he said was getting sore. A kiss of good-night given, Akmal enveloped Agnia before then sitting pensively in the dim light. Striking the weight, he was tired and confused at the same time.
What steps should he take? In fact, he can now not decide anything with the mind that only focused on the health of his wife and child in the womb of his wife.
Should she focus on Agnia's pregnancy first? Is it better to leave all this responsibility to Dimas?
The phone on the nightstand rang loudly, Akmal turned to Agnia hoping that the ring would not disturb her sleep. Immediately answered an unexpected call coming from Dimas.
"Hello, how's Mas?"
"Hem? Up ahead? Now?"
The amazing thing happened, when Akmal was about to entrust and leave all the responsibility to Dimas, the man actually came with a surprising good news at the same time. Confusing how Bagus suddenly withdrew the threat of his demands after previously roaring with confidence. Akmal doesn't think, are they kidding with something this complicated? Although it should be happy, but Akmal just wondered what Govin's reason for this. Doesn't he want to bluff? But even his bluff had not been responded to at all and had already changed his mind? So what did the young man plan?
"Mas, I'm sorry. I'm nipping the store for much longer."
Dimas shook his head, not accepting Akmal's apology. He has long served his father Akmal, bothered a little to guide Akmal who is still learning it does not matter. Rise up from his seat, patting the shoulder of the man he already considered to be his sister. "Don't worry! Focus first on your wife, that's more important."
It is not necessary to worry to trust Dimas, it's just that Akmal is not good if it just takes off the responsibility while he is made a leader. They need to know themselves and learn a lot.
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The main room in the house was already back to light, Akmal sighed softly before entering his room. It seems that his wife cannot be left alone at this time.
"Who's there?" agnia asked, welcoming Akmal with open arms.
Akmal gave a hug, pecked at Agnia's head before sitting on the lip of the bed. "That's.. Mas Dimas."
"Tumbens?"
"Yes.so I came home in a hurry, right?."
"Ehh.." Agnia nodded. "Is there anything important?"
Akmal sighed, smiling. Grabbing both cheeks Agnia. "Yes. There's an emergency, but don't worry.. It's a grown man's business."
Agnia laughed a little. "Adult men?"
"Hem.." Akmal nodded proudly. "You want a hug from a grown man?"
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Akmal woke up because Agnia moved restlessly in her sleep, immediately turning on the lights. Surprised instead of playing once I found Agnia sweating so hard. His outstretched hand wiped the sweat as big as a grain of rice on the wife's forehead. "Darling.."
Agnia opened her eyes briefly, grimacing silently. His hands shook grasping Akmal's hands tightly, like spilling the pain he felt.
The car was speeding, although Agnia was calmer and was closing her eyes. He could not cover his worries. After calling Puspa and following his directions, he rushed Agnia to the hospital.
Now Akmal sat pensively in the hospital corridor, rubbing his face rough. His mind was fixed on one bad possibility, if the contents of his wife might be problematic and could not be saved.
"Buck!" Akbar came with his mother, sitting next to Akmal. "Where?" the question is relaxed, not panicking like when told over the phone. For Akmal's chaotic looks, he tried to calm down.
Akmal shakes. "No idea, Puspa did not tell you."
Khopipah sighed, knowing full well Akmal's current fret.. "You better go have breakfast first, let me wait for Agni here."
Akbar nodded quickly, patting his sister-in-law's shoulder."Come on.."
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"Sorry, Mom.." Agnia who laid her body while her hands were infused, turned a glance. Forcing to smile, can't do anything even unpleasant is troublesome.
Khopipah sighed, astonished at this kind of situation why Agnia apologized at all times. "No papa, honey.." Khopipah spoke softly, rubbing Agnia's forehead briefly while continuing her hand rub on the back of her only daughter.
Agnia does not know the taste of giving birth, but this pain seems to have represented that feeling. Agnia was resigned, her mind had also concluded the worst possibility. Even he had prepared himself if he had to hear the bad possibility.
Akmal returned shortly, either went to breakfast or not. His face clearly showed concern. Directly approached his wife who looked in pain, so that she could not bear and felt guilty for no reason. Stupidly, the only thing he could do was to caress the top of his wife's head, also strengthening through his grasp.
"Which press?" ask Khopipah.
"Go to college, Mom."
"Ehh.." Khopipah. "Aren't you going to college?"
"My class is noon, Mom."
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Retno stepped in a hurry, leaving her husband who parked the car. Once he found the hospital room that Akmal told him, he immediately entered and was presented with the presence of Puspa in his doctor uniform.
His heart was already pounding uneasily along the way, fear over his past story looming before his eyes. The faces of everyone in the room also answered without question. Akmal did not even lift his gaze from Agnia, tightening his grip while stroking gently divided the support.
Retno looked for answers, touching Khopipah's arm. Ask with his eyes. Khopipah sighed, this time heavier than the previous pieces. Then shook slowly.
Throw it all down, Retno's hand shook. His memory goes back to years ago when he was also declared a miscarriage, although the story and circumstances are different, he can not hide his fear. Acmal and Agnia take turns.
"No need to worry, everything will recover quickly." Puspa smiled gently, looking at Agnia. Who would have thought their happiness to be pregnant at the same time must be faced with an unexpected path.
Man plans, hopes and lives. But fate is powerful, it runs something of the will of the Almighty.
"But.." Retno drew all the gazes towards her. "Can Agnia get pregnant again?"
Actually a simple question, but all realize it is not at the right time. What else about pregnancy is not the first thing worth asking when Agnia's pregnancy has just declared a miscarriage. For that sake Akmal turned to the Mother. "Yes.."
Everyone was silent, thinking the same thing. Even Puspa could not answer because he was confused by the question, he felt Agnia's in-laws were a little annoying to ask so. "Could still? Don't you?" retno asked again, urging Puspa with his gaze.
"Yes.." Akmal approached, pulling Retno's arm. He could not figure out why his mother asked him about it. Who is not surprised by this news? But in this way the Mother seemed to not care about the safety of Agnia. Safety of his own son-in-law.
"Nothing serious happened, did it?"
"Mother!" Akmal reprimanded half-screaming, making Retno now turn her son.
"Udah, huh?" ask Akmal, now soften. What happened was wrong, Akmal shouldn't have snapped. But isn't he the most worried? on top of all this the question of his mother was clearly unfriendly in his ears.
Retno sighed, looking at her heartily. This thing, the stump shook it.