
Before long Helwa came with milk in her hand.
"Yeahy... Maila's milk has come..." Maira's cheerful cheers applauded
"It's a pity" Helwa thrust the milk glass at Maira who was immediately received.
"Remove Ummmaaa"
"Same-sama darling..."
"Read the bismillah first" Akhtar said before Maira drank her milk.
Maira nodded and read the basmalah according to Om danteng's orders:)
Everyone's attention turned to Maira who was gulping down her milk.
Until finally Helwa looked at Akhtar and her husband took turns.
" Emm...Sorry sister-in-law, it was early morning.you cooked something huh?" Ask Helwa carefully
"Hm? Do you know where it came from?it is true that I cooked hodgepodge at 2 o'clock" replied Akhtar
"Actually, I woke up when I heard a voice last night. So I went out and I saw Dik Zahwa was sitting watching tv while drinking ice water then I went to the kitchen to take a drink. It turns out you're cooking something" Helwa explained
Akhtar smiled slightly, then replied
"Yes, that's right. I also wondered why he suddenly woke up in the middle of the night and asked for food. And the food was nothing, and he wanted me to cook it straight away" Akhtar said, making Helwa and Azzam look at each other
"Oh.so yeah. Oh, where is he now? Tumben once at this hour he's still locked up" asked Helwa again
"The body had a very dizzy head, so he asked permission to sleep again for a while. Maybe too deep so until now has not been awake" Akhtar said, again making Azzam and Helwa look at each other meaningfully
"Zahwa will not be able to sleep past 9 Tar, at 8 he was awake because his body was stiff too long to sleep. Now look at him, how know Wawa is awake" said Azzam chimed
Akhtar agreed, and then he went upstairs to check on his wife while bringing her tea.
***
Akhtar's hand opened the door of the room, revealing a woman who was fast asleep like a queen.
Akhtar sat on the sofa, staring directly at Zahwa while occasionally sipping his tea.
15 Minutes later, Zahwa squirmed and stretched his stiff muscles.
Akhtar glanced at the clock, then singed his smile when confirming the words of Azzam, Zahwa will wake up not late from 9.
He walked up to Zahwa to the bed. He went upstairs and stuck one of his arms in his head.
While the other hand, he used to stroke Zahwa's cheeks and hair.
"Eengghhl.." Zahwa rubbed his feet and looked at Akhtar.
"Dear to love." said Akhtar with a sweet smile.
Zahwa returned that smile with a smile as well.
"For Sa-Emppt..hoek.emptt.." Zahwa's speech was cut off as his stomach twisted and rose to make him nauseous and want to vomit.
"Hoekk.." she immediately got out of bed. And ran as fast as lightning to the bathroom.
"Darling why" cried Akhtar as he ran after his wife from behind.
"Hoek..hooeekk..hig.uhuk...uhuk...emmmp..hoekk..." Zahwa spewed out his guts in the sink.
His forehead crept when he saw his vomit for yellow liquid. Instantly his body weakens, his energy runs out just to spit out the liquid, a liquid that he does not know for himself what it is.
"Darling..kamu why hm?" You all right?" Akhtar asked to support Zahwa's body which will fall
"Emmpptt..hoekk.per.hoek.gi..hoek.hoek.hoek.." Again Zahwa felt nauseous especially when he was in Akhtar's arms and smelled a scent that made his stomach depressed and wanted to vomit again
"Habibie.go.do not be near.emptt.." expel Zahwa with the rest of his strength he pushed Akhtar away from him.
"Yes.but tell me first what's going on ?" Ask Akhtar in frustration
"Go!! Ten steps away" Zahwa said
"Huh? Baby... Why are you??"
"I beg you.nurut first Bib..hoek..."
Akhtar felt pity for Zahwa to finally comply and retreated ten steps away from Zahwa.
"Alright.alright." already"
"Hem..huufft..huh..hah..huhfftt" Zahwa set his breath after that way to the bed with limp legs.
"Darling.what do you feel? Let's try saying" Akhtar asked in frustration and would step up
"Stoop!!! Don't go near Bib" forbid Zahwa
He could only look at his wife who was laying down with a limp and a very pale face. And look, to wipe the sweat on his forehead he can't.
Come on. He really feels helpless right now. He rattled his hair. What he should do at the moment. Hiks.ia grimaced in the heart.
Tok.dok..
The sound of knocking on the door shook Akhtar's head.
" Lady.nak..what's up..?? It's Mother.."
Hem. it turns out that Mother is coming. Zahwa, his voice was like he wanted to invite war. To the extent that everyone hears it and makes Mother must be tired of going up.
Akhtar moved open the door with a listless body.
"Mother.."
"Son..what's up?" Why did you hear the commotion?"
"Bu- "
"Mother..." Akhtar did not have time to answer Zahwa's voice first heard calling Mother Fatimah
"Just enter Mother" Akhtar gave way to Mother Fatimah. And follow him from behind.
"Darling...Oh Allah.your dear.why are you?" Ask Bunda panicked to see Zahwa drooping limp with a deathly pale face.
"Son, quickly take warm water" said Mother Fatimah to Akhtar who immediately nodded obediently and ran down.
His actions did not go unnoticed by everyone.
"Kak Akhtar why?" Ask Zahra to everyone who's back in the arm
Soon Akhtar reappeared and walked in a hurry with a large glass of warm water.
"Son..what's up?" Ask Ali's Dad
"The air vomits Well, it's very pale at the moment" Akhtar quickly retorted back to the top.
"Laughter! Brother Wawa! Zahwa! " Squeak them all.
With a flocked step they went upstairs to see Zahwa's condition.
"Why are you, son?"
"Mother..." With the rest of the energy remaining a little more. He told me what he felt and what he was going through. Especially when Akhtar approached him.
Mother Fatimah gave her smile, implied by the great hope in her heart, she prayed at that moment that her guess would be true and come true.
Mother Fatimag moved to take something.
"There Mother" said Zahwa
After Mother Fatimah got what she wanted, she sat down next to Zahwa.
Soon Akhtar entered in haste, giving the drink to Mother Fatimah.
"No!!! Don't come any closer!! Emppttt" Shouted Zahwa was ready to shut his mouth.
"Eh.eh.h yeah.." Akhtar retreated long before he was sprayed.
Mother gave the drink to Zahwa who drank directly. After that Mother Fatimah gave a pair of clothes for Akhtar.
"Son.are you wearing perfume?"
"Yes Mother, this is what I usually wear"
"Quick change your clothes with this" said Mother thrust the clothes.
"Good Mother"
Akhtar went to the bathroom and changed his clothes, with the non-perfumed ones.
When he finished, he came out with new clothes.
"Darling..this is the clothes that were placed where? It's still clean" asked Akhtar while carrying the shirt
"Gdm.hoekk..."
"Son.take your shirt out of here. Your wife can not stand the smell" said Mother tepuk jidat.
"Huh? Oh yea. Good Mother "
***
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