You are Like My Surg

May I Be Cough.

Gentala immediately turned off the stove knob, when the chicken balls containing mozzarella that were soaking in hot oil in the pan had completely turned brown to be ready for eating. When he danced it on the serving plate, he turned his head to the bathroom, when he heard the roar of his wife's cries from inside.

Gentala pushed the door and popped his head. He saw a Geisha sitting on the floor with a face of disappointment. He found three testpacks scattered on the floor.

Gegas Gentala enter. Pulling his wife's body to rise. Hugged him.

"Patience, dear .. don't need to be checked every week. Everywhere the rules are after a late period," said Genta, again reminded.

Generally it is like that. Most wives will check, if they are late for the month. As a doctor, he knew. In fact? Geisha are too enthusiastic.

Every week he will check, because the rules of use on one of the testpacks, can be used if it has seven days of intercourse.

After the Gentala reconnects its sperm ducts. Geisha pounded the man indefinitely. Although in the end, he will also feel pain because Gentala also wants to be satisfied in his own way.

After that, Geisha like to experience the so-called, false nausea. Genta always brushed aside, that it was just his psyche.

After a month of return from Gili Trawangan. Just yesterday they arrived in Jakarta. Return to the house that has long both lived in. Not to mention, they also wanted to meet both parents, to explain why they seemed to leave without news. Genta must also practice to make money, as well as seek treatment again to his subscription Psychiatrician.

The more here, Gentala also diligently pray. Although he was the new hapal Al-Fatihah and two other short surahs. Sometimes if he forgets the prayer, he will repeat the prayer movement and start again. The more here, Gentala's heart is calmer and shady.

"That means our game a week ago didn't pay off, huh? It's still negative!" Disappointed geisha. He looked at the testpack that had been scattered with glassy eyes.

"Next week will work, believe me. Now we have breakfast, yeah."

Geisha shakes unwillingly. "I don't eat."

And Genta still brought Geisha to sit on the dining table chair. "Let's take it easy, Sha. Kahla used to be ..." The voice stopped, when Geisha turned her head with a glare of dislike eyes, her eyebrows turned high.

"You want to compare me to him again?" Geisha who are always patient, are now increasingly changing, becoming a less patient figure. Always a little offended.

"I'm not comparing you. Actually, first. Kahla isn't too eager to get a child," Genta replied honestly. Geisha are getting inflamed. She kicked up the dinner table and looked at her husband's face.

"That's the same way you compare me, Mom! What's wrong with me if I want to get pregnant?"

Gentala shook his head faintly. He loves her to sit quietly. Try to speak in a soft tone as possible.

"I mean, take it easy, Sha. Relax that. Don't be in a hurry. Later, your mind is even fucked. Hormones are also disrupted. Don't you remember what the obstetrician said yesterday?" even they, just taking fertility drugs from Doctor Obgyn, four days ago. The doctor said, enjoy their household first. Because usually the couple will consult, if it has been more than a year of marriage. And, Geisha? Not able to, if that long.

Geisha sat across, staring at the food that had been served. "It can't be, Mas. Don't you take it with you again, Sister Kahla, when we're talking? And I also forbid you from this second to be close to him in any context!" The geisha chose not to listen to Genta's advice, as he always felt cornered. Feeling defeated by Kahla, who can give children to Genta quickly, after marriage. It was as if the Geisha had closed her eyes, that her marriage would only move to the age of three months.

Gentala grinned his forehead. "What then? Why indeed? He's gonna be good. During this time you were also close." yesterday, Kahla sent a message to Genta, wanting to ask why Geisha blocked her WhatsApp contacts.

"I don't like him anymore! He's an enemy I should beware of like, Miss Avika!" grunts Geisha. He felt that Kahla could no longer be trusted. Without listening to the reason first, why Kahla could just as easily tell about Genta to Avika.

"Oh my God, Sha. Why did you change this way? Kahla is good, not like--"

The geisha stared at the violent Gentala. "You still like him, Mom?" jealousy also appeared.

"Astaghfirullah ..." Now, the man was fluent in saying the word istighfar.

"If I still like him. I must have been chasing him, Sha. I will not marry you."

Geisha clucking laughs lazily. "I remember when you wiped his sweat, when we ran into him on the stairs."

Women are creatures that have very strong memories. It is still recorded that, when Gentala was not a lover, still an arrogant guidance doctor for him, still gave an admirable attention to Kahla. She is married and pregnant young.

Gentala rubbed a frustrated face. "I didn't do it because I still liked or loved you the way I did. Just feels like a sister. You know, Kahla is pregnant. I'm happy, because he's happy again. He was disappointed because of my previous treatment that made our son--"

"I don't want to hear!" Geisha choose to rise. Leaving Gentala who was suddenly silent, folded her lips, to enter into the room.

The clapper rests weakly on the back of the chair. Paying her hair back with a blank look in the air.

"Patience, Gen. Patience. Your wife is still a leak ..." the man rubbed his chest. Exhales slowly from the mouth, pressing free oxygen in the air so that the contents of his head can stay fresh.

Gentala chose to pour rice on the plate and take cheese balls in the pan for him to make a side dish friend. He will bring a plate containing the food to be delivered to the room. He wanted to feed his wife breakfast before going to the house of Mother, Mami and Papi.

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Geisha pensively sad in car seat. Not because he was exhausted in the anger of Father and Mother an hour ago, because he chose to vacation when Ginka married, but his heart jolted. When I learned the news that Ginka was already two-bodied. The woman was positively pregnant after three weeks of marriage.

Gentala could only hold the spit at the tip of his tongue, when his father-in-law chose to throw a sense of disappointment at his wife. As if Dad still appreciates Gentala, though he really wants to say to be able to educate Geisha as a good wife. Though actually, Geisha still come to the party, even under the guise. Until he got into a fight with Andre.

"We're going home, okay? Don't go home, Mommy?" Genta grabs a tissue to rub the wet cheek of a Geisha. Know his wife's condition is increasingly uncertain, because it is getting sad and mired.

Geisha. "We're still going to the house, Mommy. Kasian your Mami is sick," replied the Geisha.

Mami Else called Gentala to tell her she wanted to meet, because she was sick. These few months too, the old woman found it hard to meet her son.

"Sorry, yeah. You're getting scolded the same, Dad." Genta pulls the Geisha into the chest. He hugged the woman in the car. They are still in the parking lot of the house of Father and Mother. "I'm sorry I couldn't defend you, Sha" he said.

Geisha nodded. Her tears returned, unraveling the Genta's embrace. "I don't have a problem with that, Mom. What I'm worried about, is why was Ginka pregnant first? I was the first to get married. Why should my sister first?"

"Sha, envy is not good. Ginka is your sister."

Geisha. "I'm not envious. No hate. I'm really happy. But why do I have to be in the step again? Preceded again? Ghea was already married and was about to give birth. Now, Ginka. I'm back to being backward, Mas ...," he said. Just now Genta wanted to answer to calm down with his advice, his lips were opened immediately silent. When the geisha meet again.

"I know God must be angry. Because you chose to have a vasectomy back then!" now, Geisha threw the mistake to her husband.

Genta knitted his eyebrows. He began to offend. "Why does it always keep what you say?" because not once, several times if the Geisha is shaken with a negative testpack result. This woman will say the thing that cornered Genta.

"Because you're wrong, Mom! You're wrong!"

"Yes, I was wrong. How then?" the tone of the Genta also rose like a Geisha. The man chose to hit the steering wheel to shed his annoyance.

"Road!" Geisha interrupts. He told Genta to stop meeting.

"Sha ...."

"Road! Afternoon hunt. We haven't bought a cake for, Mami," the Geisha replied irrefutably.

The woman chose to turn her face out the window, staring at the greenish expanse and arrangement of flowers owned by Mother in the yard. With a grumbling face, Genta chose to drive an iron carriage to dart to Mami's house.

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Brug.

The cake, which was in the box, fell to the floor as Mami threw it on the floor right in front of the Geisha. Not yet able to kiss the back of the woman's hand, Geisha was already aghast in shock. With the Genta.

"Why is that?" asked Genta, he did not like the attitude of his mother who did not like the arrival of Geisha.

Mami Else who was wearing a circular scarf around the neck, chose to look at the Geisha who gave a confused look.

"Then my son married you. He's so hard to find! You're trying to get Genta away from me?" mami Else's voice was shrill.

"More!" unconscious Genta to the point of snapping.

"Mas, no!" Geisha reminds us not to dare to speak harshly to parents. The geisha looked at Mami, wanting to gently rub the old man's arm that was still standing looking at her coldly. But, Mami refused.

"Don't touch me!"

Geisha swallow saliva deep into the esophagus. Even with Genta, whose heart is starting to heat up.

"Mommy just misunderstood. While in Gili, signal's hard, Mih." Geisha tries to calm down. It suppresses emotions. Whereas in the tribe, the disappointment of today and the quarrel with Genta has not been resolved. It was as if grief and trouble continued to afflict him.

Mami refuses Geisha switch. "Just this time, I felt uneasy when Genta got married! Back then, when he was with Avika and Kahla. Gentala free only. Anytime can be found. The phone is always on. Doesn't make me worry!" of course, because Mami did not know that Geisha was hiding from her family's target. He wants Genta to turn off the phone so Dad can't track their departure yesterday.

"Mih! Please, Mih. Don't widen the problem," as Genta.

Mami Else looked at the Geisha sharply, pointing towards Genta. "You saw it, right? My son is brave! Dare to say rude things to me! You are indeed a wife who only brings bad things! Keep your husband away from his family!"

Geisha looked at Mami. Clear water it can't shed. Though his heart was gaping wide, as if stoned by a saw. So sad. He could only be silent, unwilling to refute or voice resentment.

"Mommy, please!" again the Geisha shook his head so that Gentala could be quiet.

Genta wants to scream at Mami. The old woman was wrong. Wrong, because it was assumed that the Geisha was a bad influence. Geisha are of course expensive diamonds. A good woman who is fighting for her husband to heal.

Mami Else did not respond to Gentala's insistence. He still has a passion for devouring geisha now.

"A honeymoon month? Spending my son's money? You are that, crazy? Your clothes are fine, but not your brain and attitude!" Mami looked at the disgusted look of the robe and hijab that Geisha is wearing now. Though Mami did not know, if only yesterday the iron wire that has been there, perched in the Geisha teeth to maintain the front teeth so as not to be dislodged, just released. All of this, of course, was thanks to his son.

"Well, what's the result of a honeymoon that long? Pregnant already?" Mami prickled. For some reason, the power of Geisha seems to be shrinking. Shed Geisha's tears with her head. "Yet, Mih," she replied slowly.

Mommy tilts the corners of the lips. "It used to be the same Kahla, just married a month, immediately pregnant, tuh. I didn't use the honeymoon that long. But, you? Many styles! Also pregnant!" Mami looked at the cruel Geisha. In Mami's view, this Geisha looks like Mama Luna. So sad, but disgusting. He did not know, that the two women were very meritorious to be able to change the attitude and nature of the ex-husband and his son.

"From the beginning, I also did not agree that you married my son. But, Genta is the only one getting married! Can't be different, which adult is still a snot boy!"

Deg.

Heartbroken Geisha. In maki-maki, in despicable, denigrated by Mami-in-law. Wanting to fight, wanting to defend himself to make his name clean. It would be the same to make his son embarrassed because of his disgrace in the open. Mami and Papi would not have expected, if Gentala grew into a monster due to the contribution of their past violence.

"Mih! Genta is not willing in the name of Allah. Mami Hina - hina Geisha kayak gini. Geisha my wife, Mih. I work, I make a living for him. Whatever the Geisha wants. Geisha like this, because----"

"Mas, already!" Geisha. "It's not appropriate to say that" he added. He didn't want this guy to slip up.

"Sok your holy! Get out of here, I'm sick of seeing your face!" drive Mami away with a coughing sound.

"MOM!" Genta started to flutter. This mom has passed. Genta clenched his hands tightly. Hitting Mami couldn't be done. Mami's words greatly angered him, because he had underestimated his wife.

"How did you snap, Mami?"

"Because Mami's gone too late!"

Mami Else shed tears. He hugged Genta.

"Mommy misses you, son." trying to give up on winning.

The clapper held back the smoldering fire, which he wanted to spurt out to Mami.

"If you love the same, Mommy. You stay here tonight. Mami again wants to sleep with you," Pinta Mami explained.

Gentala looked towards the Geisha who had wiped away her tears. The wife nodded, as if she had.

After the discussion with Mommy. Geisha chose to enter the guest room. Choosing to lock the room and release the cry until the voice is hoarse. He took off the hijab, he rubbed the bumps on the scalp, thanks to the actions of Genta last night while releasing his desires.

The woman chose to lie down, curled up under the blanket. Want to release fatigue, tightness and disappointment to the destiny of life that he is now living.

"Sha, open the door, baby. Let me in ...." The geisha kept her eyes closed, as Gentala tried to call out her name from the outside, knocking on the door and stomping on the handle.

"May I be able to stay by your side, my dear."

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If it comes to two hundred. God willing, I'll be up again tomorrow.