If Tomorrow Never Come
Chapter 60. Nausea

A week after their wedding day, Reza made it clear to his father that Galuh was staying in their own house. The house that Reza deliberately prepared as a wedding gift for the woman.

Galuh actually disagreed and not sure Reza's intention would work, she told her husband about the thing that became her thinking. Given the age of the oma that has begun to age and there needs to be a family that accompanies. But Reza will try to convince the oma, if necessary the oma who lives with them.

Unfortunately, oma did not approve of the wishes of her only grandchild and wanted those who remained in her home. Since the beginning of Reza introduced Galuh to his family, oma has indeed told both.

“Home this big nobody occupies if you two leave, just Oma and your papa. If your father is busy with his work, Oma lives alone only with Salma's sister. Time yes, you guys could leave Oma just like that?” Oma rajuk.

“Oma can stay with us, while papa is busy with her work. There is Galuh who will accompany Oma later.”

Oma shook her head, still refusing. “Oma can't leave this house, there are so many memories of your grandfather here. Until now, Oma can still feel your grandfather's presence in this house."

And finally Reza relented, and obeyed the desire of oma. Galuh rubbed her husband's back and smiled soothingly, after all they could stay occasionally in a new house and oma also agreed as long as not to live there next.

Three months later.

The morning sun light that entered through the window glass gap kept Galuh awake, he woke up and found Reza was not nearby. I can't see the clock on the wall in his room, it's still morning.

Last night he fell asleep faster, feeling less well. Some days Galuh experienced nausea in the morning, but soon the nausea gradually disappeared. His appetite also decreased, could not bear the aroma of cooking spices.

Reza, who was worried about his condition, rushed to his personal doctor, but after going through the examination there was nothing to worry about with his wife's health. Her monthly guests were present as usual, and the doctor only gave her vitamins.

That's why they can't go out of town with oma and papa, attending the wedding invitation of the son of one of Mahendra's business partners. Galuh's health is more important, oma to not have the heart to see Galuh who vomits yellow to spend the contents of his stomach every morning if the nausea attacks him.

Galuh got off the bed, dragging her steps towards the bathroom. He had nausea again, until he was longer than usual in the bathroom.

Almost half an hour later Galuh came out of there with a much fresher body. Galuh went out of his room looking for Reza, but the man was not seen everywhere.

In the kitchen he met bik Salma, one of the house assistants of Oma Reza who had lived there for a long time was preparing breakfast.

“Again, Bik.” Sapa Galuh, walk up to bik Salma. “What more auntie cook?”

“Morning also, Non.” Reply bik Salma smiled kindly. “Other auntie for fried rice, Non Galuh want breakfast now?”

Fragrant fried rice processed bik Salma tickle Galuh stomach that suddenly had a revolt to be filled, last night he ate only a little because of problems in his stomach. Strange, in contrast to a few days before, the smell of bik Salma cuisine does not make him nauseous this time.

“Let breakfast together with bang Reza only, Bik.” It was better to wait for her husband to have breakfast together, Galuh thought. “But can be tipped right, Bik. You see the smell of Bibi's cooking is really appetizing.”

“Of course you can, Non.” Bik Salma laughed happily at her, knowing that her master's granddaughter often experienced nausea in the morning and lost her appetite. Bik Salma spooned the fried rice into the dish and gave it to Galuh who received it with sparkling eyes.

“Eat a lot yes, Non. Let the nausea decrease,” said bik Salma smilingly reminded, he got a message from oma to cook any food menu that became the desire of his master's daughter-in-law's granddaughter.

“Thank you, Bik.”

“Spent eating if Non Galuh like,” sahut bik Salma smile with relief, happy because Galuh likes his cooking.

“Good morning, dear.”

The second mouthful was ready to slide, but was held in mid-air. Someone's voice distracts Galuh. Reza came with a body soaked in sweat after exercising, suddenly just walked back and hugged his waist.

“Hap!”

“Ababe!” galuh protests, when Reza snatched his fried rice.

“Hem, so good.” Reza chewed softly, ignoring Galuh's protests at him.

Galuh quickly turned his body. Reza's arms were still on her waist and the man pulled her to get closer, then lowered his head and kissed her lips. The kiss of a gentle affection and not stored passion in it, but still make Galuh pounding because of it.

“Gosh!” Bik Salma who was near them became embarrassed herself, she hurriedly cleaned up her cooking and hurriedly walked out while covering her face with one hand.

“Abang, um!” Galuh touched her lips, then clenched Reza's arm realized there was a bik Salma who saw the action of her husband. Her cheeks warmed, Galuh distanced her body when Reza turned her lips again and tried to hold her nape. “Then there is a Salma bik who saw.”

Reza turned his head and only grimaced to realize the truth of Galuh's words.

“Sorry, Aunty don't see kok.” Said Salma rushing away from there.

Galuh's face turned red, he glanced and pinched Reza's stomach. The man complained without letting go of his embrace on his wife's body.

“Loh, Bik Salma where to go. That's how's the fried rice?” tanya Reza pointed her chin at the large bowl beside the stove.

“It's done cooking, Mas. Stay put on the table alone,” sahut bik Salma stopped his steps, turned to look at Reza then quickly turned his eyes again in the other direction. “If Mas Reza wants breakfast now, let Auntie prepare.”

“Udah, no need Bik. Let Galuh later prepare for me,” prevent Reza while smiling understandably, realize the work that embarrassed the house assistant.

Bik Salma rushed away, now only Galuh and Reza stay in the kitchen of the house oma. “I'm glad to see you finally want to eat again, have not nausea again right yank?”

Galuh smiled nodding, and Reza hugged him back. Then a few seconds later, Galuh closed his mouth and the nausea came again.

“Hueegk!” Galuh shook his hand telling Reza to stay away. “Hueegh, Smelly brother!”

Holy hooch!

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