
"Zoya!"
Zoya drew and exhaled a few times before turning her head. After being ready, Zoya turned her head and put on her smile. "What's up, Mom?" zoya asked, not knowing anything.
"You here? Want to see Ghaida?" zada asked with a happy smile. As if, Zoya had already accepted reality to be combined. Zoya smiled wryly. "No. I want to check on my relapsing mag" Zoya denies what it is.
Zada's face turned worried. Zada walked over to Zoya. "Ag you friday again? You definitely do not take care of your diet, right? Keep your diet Zoya ..." said Zada attention and shuffle Zoya's hair.
Zoya rolled her eyes puffed. "Did Mas Zada think that I could still eat well and sleep well after the person I trusted had betrayed me? I'm not that smart," said Zoya.
"Amuva ... If you don't take care of yourself, then who else? Please ... Take good care of yourself" pinta Zada softly, her hands moving to hold Zoya's clasped fingers. However, it was soon Zoya tepis. "Not hold on! Take care of your second wife, Mas. I don't need your attention anymore,"
Zoya glances forward where the Police sir she hit is still standing watching Zoya and Zada's interactions. The policeman was also looking towards Zoya. Zoya immediately turned her face when her gaze collided with the eyes full of investigators belonging to the Police sir.
Zoya is embarrassed and makes her move wrongly. "I'll go first. No need to think about me" said Zoya before completely moving from where she stood.
Zoya walks in a hurry to avoid the glare of the eye watching her. After arriving in front of the examination room, Zoya let out a sigh of relief. He sat in a chair to wait his turn.
It didn't take long, his name was called and encouraged to enter the examination room. "At weigh first yes, Ma'am," the woman's doctor ordered gently and commented on her friendly smile. Zoya nodded and immediately checked her weight.
"50 kilograms, Doc" said Zoya when she got the results of her weight. "Alright, Ma'am. Sit down first. Let's go first," Zoya hurriedly sat down on the chair opposite the Doctor.
"100/70 yes, Ma'am. Dizziness, Ma'am? This low blood pressure," asked the doctor while noting the results of his examination. "Dizziness equals nausea too, Doc. Sometimes, in the morning, Maghrib likes to vomit. I think my stomach acid's coming back, huh, Doc?" zoya's reply explained her circumstances.
The doctor smiled. "We'll check first, ma'am. I have not been able to diagnose before I checked properly. Please lie down first ...."
Zoya according. The doctor immediately checked Zoya's overall condition. Including pressing the area of his throat. "It hurts, Mom?" ask the doctor when pressing on Zoya's esophagus. Zoya shook her head sure. "It doesn't hurt at all, Doc." replied Zoya innocently.
The doctor again smiled at him. "Alright, Ma'am. Please sit back ... I will explain the current situation of Mbak," said the Doctor then returned to his seat of greatness.
"Congratulations, Ma'am. Ma'am is pregnant" said the Doctor with a happy smile. In contrast to Zoya, whose face changed. 'I'm pregnant? When my relationship with Mas Zada was like this? Oh Allah ... What's more this temptation, ' Zoya's inner wriggle.
"When was Zoya's last menstrual period?" ask the doctor again to calculate Zoya's gestational age. Zoya flares up and tries to remember the last time she had her monthly guests.
Zoya patted her head feeling stupid. Zoya only realized that she was late for the month already two months. "Over the last two months, Doc," Zoya replied resignedly.
"Gee ... Congratulations, Ma'am. Her gestational age has reached the 8th week. To make sure it's clearer, you can check with your obstetrician for an ultrasound examination,"
Zoya walks out of the hospital. I don't know, Zoya should be happy or sad when she finds out that she is two-bodied. Zoya breathed her tired breath as she walked down the hospital hallway that few people passed by.
Zoya paused for a moment and leaned her body against the wall. He looked up and rubbed his face in frustration. 'Yes Allah ... Why should it be now? Why not from the past?' monologue Zoya wonders.
It's only fitting that Zoya wants to eat rujak since this morning. A heavy sigh was heard from Zoya's mouth. Zoya rushes to order a taxi online and will buy her wish.
While pregnant like this, Zoya instead had to share a husband. It should be, right now Zada is accompanying him to do the examination. I don't know, Zoya has to tell Zada or choose to hide it.
Zoya will think about it later. What Zoya has to think about is, a fetus in her stomach that needs a lot of nutrients.
Zoya stroked her queen's belly. She still did not expect that there was a fetus growing in her womb. Zoya smiled haru with teary eyes. "Mother doesn't care if your father or not. Mother promises, Mother will take good care of you. See you later when you were born ... Mommy is happy there is you in the belly of Mommy."
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Zoya has returned with groceries to fill her empty refrigerator. Zoya has to fill it with groceries for her baby's nutrition to be met. Zoya also buys pregnant women's milk for her consumption. The child should grow healthy in the womb and after birth. Zoya has promised to look after and love her child well.
After putting down her groceries, Zoya opened a bag containing rujak. Zoya immediately poured it into the container and took it to the dining table.
Zoya's saliva has dripped looking at the fruits that have been cut and the peanut seasoning that smells out. Without waiting any longer, Zoya immediately enjoyed the song. Zoya's tongue is spoiled with a spicy, sour, and sweet taste all at once.
It didn't take long, the dishes were already toilet. Zoya drinks a glass of water to clean the area of her mouth and remove the spicy taste that still feels on her tongue.
"You like it, don't you, honey? How's it? The dish is good, right?" said Zoya while stroking her flat stomach. Zoya felt like she was crazy for talking to herself. But Zoya doesn't care. Is not the child still in the stomach also able to hear the voice of his mother?
True or not, Zoya would take it that way.
Zoya smiled happily. His spirit seemed to have returned. Now, Zoya has a reason to survive even longer. With a happy heart, Zoya goes downstairs to open her flower shop. He should earn more for his living and labor costs later.
Zoya will save from now on.
After the store opens, Zoya picks up a crop sprayer to give her thirsty plants a drink.
Make me the only one...
The garwa pambage The solace...
Sing the faithful song ...
The song that was popularized by Soegi Borneo titled Asmalibirakannya melodious from the mouth of Zoya. Throughout the watering of the flowers, Zoya hummed ria as if the problem that yesterday had never existed.
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**kwkwkwkwk
Same song as before ..
let's not strain mulu😆🙏**