Women & Destiny (Edit-revision Process)

Pregnant

That afternoon the weather was still bright, when Anin was busy stirring the soil that he would mix with fertilizer and plant flowers from his hunt in the market this morning.

The grounds of his office house were already like a flower shop. So said the patients who come to visit the practice.

Some sounds of cars are heard back and forth on the paved road right in front of the fence of his –Dinas house that is not how much it is. Because access in and out here does use the open tub car as a public transportation.

Although including remote cities on the outskirts of kuningan-jawa west, but the number of people who have vehicles here is quite a lot. What's more, almost every time the echo sounded.

But the afternoon was not as usual, the afternoon looked more crowded young back and forth, there were even reckless threesome, and Anin was horrified to see the behavior of children today. Who no longer heed the rules and prefer appearance. No doubt the woman who was two-bodied was made head bobbles.

Maybe because it's a weekend, so the streets are boisterous by two-wheeled vehicles. Although not to make congestion like in Jakarta.

Ah, Jakarta? It feels like a long time ago.

Anin sighed. A black sedan roared slowly.

A baker walked slowly chanting his wares, the stewed peanut-maker was also late in bringing along his sales.

Uh! It's almost half six.

Suddenly he realized the sound of the car was too fast to disappear. He peeked out from the sidelines of the fence of his house that was partially covered in plants.

Ssr!

His blood goes up to his head. The car stopped in front of the gate of his house, and Imas - assistantnya - was letting the driver in.

Anin immediately stood up and stuck her head to the side. Her fault?

Nah! that man Bima –prospective ex-husband– and Imas have invited him in.

Anin closed her eyes. Sighing Anin dropped back on a small chair then continued his activities.

While pounding in wait for the sound of Imas's feet approaching him. "Dok," whispered Imas when he saw his doctor was busy planting.

"Doctor, Doc.there's a friend who's looking for a doctor."

Anin looked reluctant.

"I don't have any friends here" he said. "Perhaps the wrong address."

"Anu___from Ja-jakarta. And I let him in, Doc."

"Why don't you just tell me I don't exist?"

"Yes, but she's the doctor's girlfriend" Imas said with a smile.

"Where do you know that he's my girlfriend?" yang Anin Berang.

"For," said Imas while looking at him. "If it's not a special person, you know the doctor here?"

Anin fell silent. And wiping the children of her hair. "...i'm dizzy. Maybe he's not my girlfriend, Im," Anin argued, then, "How does he look?"

"Look," said Imas laughing as he showed his two thumbs.

"Look, how?" Suddenly Anin wants to know what her assistant thinks of her husband.

"Handsome, polite. Necis, gallant and seemingly kind."

"Oh!" Anin took a long breath. "I have a headache, tired. Can't walk there."

"But, this is not it...? or did Imas tell you to come here, Doc?"

Anun mnggeleng's. "I can't see him."

"Be a doctor like a teenage girl, be careful, Doc. Later in the gaet people," lelakar Imas tease Anin.

Anin wanted to cry, but now it was impossible.

"Come, doc... meet him, pity him away–away from Jakarta."

"Say. Come again tomorrow."

His assistant was barely able to hold back his laughter seeing Anin's behavior. "Bidget, I'll buy this doctor's chili. All right, Imas, send the doctor a message first."

When her assistant was already invisible, Anin lowered her gaze, re-stirred the ground and cried.

***

That morning Anin was already completely fit. His headache is gone. He went to the back garden and watered the flowers.

The sun still shyly revealed itself. Birds and butterflies are flying here.

The clouds above are very beautiful, the blend of blue and white extends. In the distance clearly visible mountain which according to Imas it is a mountain ciremai.

Anin looked at everything with a deep breath, enjoying the air that felt still fresh.

Anin again continued his activities that yesterday afternoon was delayed. He lifted the scissors lying on the grass and began to cut branches, yellowing leaves.

"Anne...Nin..."

So engrossed was he, that the very subtle call still surprised him. Simultaneously put his head up. She's stunned.

"What's wrong?" the question was cold without moving from its place.

Bima stood behind the iron fence, like a kingkong boy in a cage.

Although they were far apart, it was as if Anin could see clearly into his eyes. A shadow of sadness, regret or falsehood.

"Can I talk to you for a minute?" ask her with a humble look.

"For what?"

Bima was stunned for a moment.

"Our question," he said with a crimson face restrained his embarrassment.

"What questions?"

Bima became very embarrassed and pale in turn. "I want to apologize."

"Regard what?" asked Anin impatiently. "It's not all clear."

Bima's face was red. He realized, the woman in front of him was testing his patience, playing tricks on him. He also did not blame his wife.

Because I deserve more than this.

"I beg for mercy.really – really...."

Bima understood his wife's insinuation earlier, that an apology alone would not be enough to make up for his actions.

"I don't understand what you mean by brother. Brother's wrong man."

For whatever sake, not his artificial shame Bima. His face feels hot. And he was left standing on the fence like a hated debt collector.

Anin turned around, her grievous heart sliced back. The dongkolnya resurface. Her tears almost melted.

He immediately walked in through the side door. When At the same time Imas came out.

"Geez! Doctor.... eta the casep naha in the grapein kawas kitu? (that's the handsome guy why in winarin like that?)," he said shaking his head.

"Come in.. come in. kang, the doctor is next to being married flowers shoes with his orchid."

Hearing the middle-aged woman's clumsiness Bima could not resist her blood rate to rise again to the head. He smiled and walked to the side.

Anin was squatting cleaning a dirty little shovel hit the ground, when Bima squatted next to her. Anin did not look.

"Darling..." Bima stuck his head five inches to the face, so that smelled by the aroma of shampoo used by his wife. "I'd be very grateful if you dropped your lawsuit. That way I can prove that I have changed and I will atone for my sins."

Anin acted as if there was no one next to her. He was so engrossed, enjoying his work that Bima thought whether his wife heard all his words or not.

"Dear, Say, Yes" she asked. "I want so much to pay for that sin. If you don't give me a chance, then my whole life will be in vain."

Anin stood up and looked at him sharply. "You have done enough to atone for your sins today. Home now. Next time you can connect. I have a lot of work." And he walked quickly– quickly entered the house, leaving Bima who was shocked half dead.

In the afternoon, Bima managed to force Anin to sit in front of him and listen to what he wanted to say.

"This is my seventh coming." Said Bima smiling.

Basically, Anin is a kind girl. Seeing his guests smile he also smiled even a little.

"This afternoon, I want to have a serious discussion with you," he said again as he glanced at the woman in front of him.

Anin is two months pregnant and her face looks more beautiful according to Bima. The girl was looking out at her garden.

Somehow Bima felt increasingly interested in seeing his wife. And every time he came, he saw Anin growing more beautiful.

"Eyeem. Bima coughed to return the mind of the hostess to him. Anin shook her head and seemed to have just realized that there was someone else there.

"Darling.I want to talk to you seriously..."

"Before, I wanted to know first. How do you know I'm here?"

Bima laughs.

"When I came for the umpteenth time in front of the doctor Vishnu, either because he was bored I interrupted him constantly or because of my shameless determination. Finally he gave me your address. Easy right?"

Anin looked at her husband calmly. "Now, quick word, what you want to say. Just short. I think I want to quickly fall in the room."

"Why you?"

"It's okay, a little dizzy. Maybe the air here is too cold."

"You won look pale." Bima said. "Would we go to the doctor?!"

The girl suddenly widened her eyes. "What you want to say, Tell me!"

"I want to apologize, and ask that you cancel ____"

"That's what you've said a hundred times, is there anything else?!"

Bi.a shakes.

"I want to improve our relationship, we start over. I want to atone for my sins..."

Red on Anin's Face. "Every time it comes, that's-that's all you say!!" he said with anger.

"Don't I say it a thousand times, I'm not the place of the Bajing*an atonement! What do you think I am!"

"Sad you may have misunderstood. I mean it's not like that, I want to atone for sin because I love you so much."

"Omong empty!!"

"I mean it by my point, like what you said just now, **** like I'm not good at stringing words, but I really love you. And I want to change my life."

"Okay, I can go home now!" His impact.

"Darling, don't be angry. I don't deserve you, maybe seeing me, you feel disgusted in your heart. But don't you think about our family. Me, you and our future son, and we have no right to let him be born without a father. He should have his father's name. I hope ___"

"Go! Just go! Go!" yelled Anin Then he got up and ran in.

After pacing a few times in the living room. Bi.a decided to follow her to her room. Knocked on the door of his room.

After several times he knocked on the door but there was no answer nor any sign of the occupants going out. Bima– finally said goodbye.

"Darling, I'll go home first...Tomorrow I'll be back again" he shouted from behind the door.

From behind his pillow, Anin cried helplessly holding back anger and longing at the same time.

If it continues like this me and my future son - will not be able to release you mas.

***

The blistering weather - the heat - started Monday that afternoon. Though usually in this area is always cool shade. The night is cold biting.

As well as the queue of patients polindes, the day was quite dense. Until noon, someone came. Fortunately the one inside the stomach is not fussy.

Know his mother is busy helping people yes, he said while stroking the stomach is still flat.

Geck, tok, tok.

"Yes? Please come in."

He lifted his head which had earlier traced the patient's records. Watch saw. Half one. May the last patient.

"Good day, Doctor," said the patient in a loud voice.

"Good day."

The girl or woman was estimated to be about thirty years old - then it turned out that Anin was wrong, the resident card stated that he was only twenty-two - very thin. Incredibly skinny.

"Please sit down."

"Thank you, Doctor."

"What is this, why?"

"Eta, Doc.." Before he could connect the sentence, enter the man and sit next to him and immediately open his mouth.

"My wife is bleeding, Doctor. The moon is irregular..."

" How long has it been?"

"One year, huh..?" the man turned to ask his wife but she ignored him. "It's one year, Doc."

"Have you ever had medication before?"

"Look at me, not yet. Just your stuff, doc."

"Alright, let me check first." Anin looked at the man. "Please wait outside for a minute."

"Okay, doctor."

After the door was closed by her husband. The woman immediately cried, begging for treatment, so that her husband would not take her home.  And it turns out that during her marriage she was subjected to the torture of bathin.

For a year she was always forced to serve her husband, even though she herself did not.

Her husband will continue to force her. Put his 'that' in there.

Even according to his narration he had been forced to have sex from before marriage on persuasion and seduction so that he gave up his honor. Until she felt fear for her husband.

The great thing is that the woman still survives on her husband's side, even she is willing to diet for the sake of pleasing him.

What a wonderful.salut!

And finally the patient, Anin was forced to refer to the hospital to get a more complete examination and at his request as well. He wanted to rest in hospital.

After the death of his patient, Anin shook his head in wonder, such is the other side of love.

"Im, is there still?" asked Anin to Imas who was actually replied with a cry by his assistant - it was.

"empty, Doc." she replied.

"Jude, you're done, don't forget to lock the door."

"Eta, Doctor, Aya Si-kasep anu kamari eta teh, ngadagoan di hareup (there's a handsome guy who yesterday, waiting in front)." Imas said afraid - afraid to be sprayed again. When it came to the man, the gentle, suave doctor instantly turned so haunted his face.

"What the hell else, he!" anin Guman. Take off his suit and pass through the side door that connects with the house.

After washing his hands, Anin took a step toward the dining table and opened the lid. But instead of tasteful to see the dish at the table, he actually felt nauseous. His stomach is like being stirred.

As a result of this morning's food he vomited again in the afternoon.

From the bathroom, Anin saw her reflection in the mirror. Nothing has changed. His body was still thin, his stomach was still flat.

Put on his stomach again. She pregnant. It feels so strange and happy. The excitement of the feeling suddenly erupted, knowing that there was a life growing inside him. In his womb there is a part of Bima that will continue to remind him of the man.

Even his tears used to flow, when he first checked his pregnancy on Vishnu. There was a burning sense of happiness when she realized that she would soon become a mother.

Which woman will not be happy? But his heart is also a nelangsa, considering his son will be a broken home product.

"Be careful, Nin, make sure your pregnancy is accompanied by a doctor, if you're there later." Said doctor Vishnu at that time.

"Yes." Yeah."

"Bima knows?"

Ani shaking. "Does he need to know?"

"Well, he's not the father?"

"Yes, but we're getting divorced in a minute. Shouldn't he never know?"

"And you want your son to grow up without knowing his father?"

Anin fell silent.

"Although you are divorced, the child is still the son of Bima, Nin" said Doctor Vishnu. "The boy deserves to know his father. And vice versa."

Anin nodded. He understood the meaning of Doctor Vishnu. But for now, he thought it would not be good if Bima knew that she was pregnant. Maybe later, not now. This news will only complicate matters.

"If so, I'll tell him later."

"For god's sake, Doc. Don't tell me anything, including my move!"

"Yes, yeah..." Doctor Vishnu smiled amusedly. Because he just wanted to tease her.

But the truth ...

Anin smiled faintly. It turns out that Vishnu's doctor betrayed. Anin took a deep breath and then moved from the mirror.

His eyes explored the middle room. Then his gaze stopped on the figure who was sleeping on the sofa with his face looking up. Sometimes pity arises in the man, and just want to give up on his feelings. But given how unequivocal he was about his attitude, unsure of himself Anin was back in annoyance and wanted to teach him a lesson or take it as punishment.

Anin then went into her room and laid herself there.

And when evening came, Anin again busied herself with her flowers. No matter which guest is waiting for him to wake up, or wait for him for something else.

Anin was watering her orchid plant when Bima suddenly sniffed behind her.

Bima looked at him closely from the tip of the hair to the tip of the foot. Maybe you are thinking about the style of what else will be issued to expel him.

Anin clucked when she found out that someone was watching her from behind.

Anin let out a long sigh, then shifted to the left side slightly away.

Bima followed his wife, carefully so as not to cause a sound that could build a lioness. Can die standing up if you roar.

"Remain you are here." Anin asked suddenly still in a flat and expressionless voice.

"Your insulin."

"For?"

"For____"

Anin breathed again. "Mas, I guess, you understand."

"Yes, I understand. Sanga - very understanding. "

Anin looked at him.

The eyes of the sayu ... Bi.a barely realized his outstretched hand was about to touch his wife's cheek and her face approached. Prepare to give a kiss ___

"MAS!!!" Anin shifted away.

Bima sighed, realizing she was only touching empty air.

"What - what the hell?!"

"What is nothing" he replied with a wry smile.

Bima looked back at the woman who was agitated avoiding her gaze that did not forget she slipped a sweet smile as sweet as the gulali. His eyes fell on Anin's belly covered in a brown sweater. His smile widened even more realizing something was developing inside there.

"How is he doing? Does that bother you?" ask her with a moved tone.

Bima stretched out her hand. And it took a few seconds for Anin to realize what she was doing. And when he regained consciousness, he immediately brushed Bima's hand from his stomach. The woman took a step back in surprise.

"No!!" said hurry. "You don't have to worry about it, I can take care of it myself."

Bima suddenly frowned. The anger in him returned.

"Are you still planning on separating me from my son?" ask Bima riled.

"Who said this is your son!" said Anin, turning her face.

Bima bit her lip. Red was on her face for the woman.

Collapse is his arrogance.  His pride is not before this woman.

But he came back to his wife. At the same time his goal had already been read by Anin.

"Not close. I'm allergic."

Allergic?

And sure enough, before long his stomach came out. It's just that water.

As he was busy removing his entrails, a gentle massage was felt on his nape. Without even staring, Anin knew who was massaging her nape. This gentle touch was clearly imprinted in his memory. But Anin could neither protest nor resist.

After Anin finished removing her entrails, Bima allowed her to wash her mouth using the tap water nearby. The man scatters and returns with a glass of warm water in his hand.

"This" he said, offering the water.

Anin drank without much protest. But just one gulp she's been vomiting again.

"Aragh!" its decan.

"Nausea again?"

Anin nodded. "Get out of here!" snapped it. It then expels its entrails twice as much as it enters.

Bima was shocked, pecking for a moment. Then back to waking up. Patience, patience, the custom of pregnant women is so, must be extra patient!

"So you haven't eaten anything, I bought you some porridge? Or do you want to buy something??"

Anin shook her head in a hurry. Imagining chicken opor on the lunch table made him creep.

"You have to eat, baby..."

Anin put on an annoyed face. "Not to get attention. Go home! You're just bothering me here, and take care of that woman!!"

Bima smiled. Wife's jealous! "What do you want to eat, just say it, let me buy it."

Actually Anin was wanting to eat a madiun chicken pecel. She looked at her ex-husband in wonder, then shook her head while clucking in annoyance and left her husband just like that.

After Maghrib, Bima returned with some white crackles containing several kinds of food from starting chicken porridge, Soto, meatballs, fried rice, rib soup, tongseng, Bread, and, and some milk brands for pregnant women are also involved, there are also other snacks. To the extent that Imas was astonished to make it.

What's the matter, until there's all pregnant milk?

It was clear that Imas was surprised, a month with him, Anin did not tell her pregnancy and immas did not know that - the caseps-idol was the husband of doctor Anin. That night, he finally knew the truth.

The sweet heart! sakiit...

Anin again let out a long sigh when she saw Bima's behavior. And widened his eyes when he saw a lot of food on his table. What the fuck?

Anin came out of the room to protest when she passed him in the middle of the kitchen door and her eyes met the eyes of the man in front of her who was currently holding a glass of milk.

Anin frowned.

"This, drink first," said Bima then handed the glass from his right hand.

Anin then accepts her without having to pretend not to see her. "Next time, no need to bother!" then turned around to go to his room again before finally stopping because Bima held him back.

"Wait a minute.." Prevent it. "Tonight, I'll stay here." Said brief.

Anin.

"I'll sleep on the couch if you don't mind. Or I'll sleep on the front porch isn't a problem either." Bima said.

"No, no, no. You go home or wherever you want, just don't be here."

"Let me take part to take care of our child" he said softly.

"I told you this isn't your son!!" snapped it. "Don't fantasize. Go immediately!!" his screams were no less loud than before.

"Whatever you say, I won't back down. Tonight I will be waiting for you here with or without your consent." The answer. "And I've got permission from RT sir - you're the good-natured one."

Stone nutmeg! 

And Anin knew very well how hard her head was so free.

Anin grunts. "Suach to you!" snapped it. "Gold, don't forget to lock the door and make sure outsiders can't get into our house!!" shouted again.

Imas who had just seen the other side of the doctor had just come out, shocked and excited. He immediately locked the door without taking out - the stranger - whom Anin meant. It was precisely with his kindness that he offered a blanket.

"Sabar ala ya. kang, the custom of bunting mah so" said Imas trying to comfort him and then disappeared into his room after giving up pillows and blankets.

The man was lying on a long sofa located between Anin's room and the practice room. His eyes looked at the ceiling of the house that had begun to dull the color of the paint.

Your fight is long, Bim. Even according to the doctor Vishnu could be completely hostile. Must be mentally prepared.

Under normal circumstances pregnant women can hate their own husband during the first trimester due to hormonal influences, especially the condition of Anin who previously faced problems. You need to be more patient and give up. Control your emotions.

"I'm sure, Anin's a good woman, also gentle. So, you don't have to worry about him killing you." Doctor Vishnu teased when Bima visited him for the umpteenth time after previous visits he always refused.

But in the end he was willing to meet and invite him to talk with a cold head. To the extent that Bima needs to ask his god to remind him not to forget the goodness of the doctor Vishnu who he had suspected and he was ignorant.

He was very wise to address the problems and accusations of Bima before. He also strengthened by explaining that, Anin was a victim of abuse as a student - koas, because he himself was the one who helped him at that time. Luckily she's a strong girl, not to the point of stress.

Until now Bima was here, solely with the help of the doctor Vishnu who voluntarily took the sin, informing Anin's whereabouts after previously always convoluted. But he finally gave up, and betrayed his promise to Anin.

No less shocking news to make Bima stunned, felt his legs limp, his body as light as cotton, cotton, cotton, his head suddenly felt heavy to the point that the doctor Vishnu called the officer to lift it because he saw Bima drowned, that he heard from the doctor Vishnu that Anin was pregnant.

Given what he had done before, Bima was unable to imagine how he was doing. The condition of his soul, his body, his scar rough treatment _____ Given that, Bima cried roaring like a madman. Although many times the doctor convinced Vishnu the condition of the content is healthy, Anin is also healthy, but Bima still ask need to make sure itself. With his own eyes.

For God's sake - and for the sake of my future son!! I regret. I beg for forgiveness for everything. I promise to atone for all the sins I have committed. I repent. Today this second is also in front of Doctor Vishnu I promise. If I lie then you can take my life.

**