If Tomorrow Never Come
Chapter 61. Two different news

Galuh shook his hands in front of his nose and scrunched his face, and soon he turned around and ran into the bathroom and closed the door.

Reza was dumbfounded before sniffing both of his arms. “Any, no smell? But, why Galuh immediately nauseous. What do not-don't ..?”

Yegh!

“Yes God, my wife!” Galuh's voice heard from the bathroom resuscitated Reza, he rushed after Galuh to get there. Unfortunately the door was locked from the inside and the man had trouble opening it. “Yank, open the door. Let me in!”

Inaudible, only the sound of water pouring profusely from inside the bathroom. Soon after, Reza started to worry. He banged on the door while continuing to call Galuh's name. “Yank, open. Why use locked all doors.”

“Shortly!” sahut Galuh with a hoarse voice.

Clamps!

The door opened and Reza barged in. His eyes widened as soon as he saw Galuh sitting on the bathroom floor hugging the toilet. “Yank?!”

Reza grabbed a small towel that folded neatly on the shelf, then lowered her body and crouched down on Galuh's side. He wiped the sweat that condensed on Galuh's forehead and cupped the pale-looking pretty face, then pulled her into his arms.

“We go to the doctor now yes, yank.”

Galuh. Reza slipped his hands between Galuh's thighs, then lifted his wife's limp and carried her out of the bathroom.

Galuh put his hands around Reza's neck. The nausea came again, but Galuh tried hard to hold it until his face reddened.

“Abang change first, sweat ..” Galuh closed his mouth, holding back the nausea that urged out.

“Yes, keep changing clothes. Now you sit here first.” Reza arranged the cushioning of the sofa, then helped Galuh lie there. “You I'll get you something, let the nausea decrease. Warm tea, oil rub?”

Galuh shook his head, he was not feeling. But seeing the anxiety on her husband's face, she felt guilty. “Fruit of times, Bang. Cut into small pieces, but Brother who works. Can't be anyone else.”

“Smazings about that, I don't have a problem. The important thing is you want to eat,” said Reza. “Let me work now in the kitchen.”

Reza stood a little away from Galuh, looking at his wife while pointing his hand back. He still had not changed clothes, the shirt he was wearing was soaked in sweat and tightly stuck to his body. Smiling looking at him.

“So I'm dizzy and nauseous while smelling the smell of sweat Abang,” Galuh said as he pointed his index finger at Reza's chest. “But now it has reduced nausea.”

“Yank, my time stinks anyway. I've kissed, still smell?” Reza took a heavy breath, and stared back at Galuh with a face of a nelangsa. Both of his shoulders drooped weakly on both sides of his body.

Galuh nodded, Reza immediately slashed her body and sat limp on the floor. Galuh laughed looking at him, he spread out his hands gesturing for the man to help him wake up.

“You will be nauseous again if I am near,” said Reza, but still he complied with his wife's wishes. He got up and rushed to Galuh on the sofa.

“Makanya Brother quickly change his clothes first, dry sweat on the body is not good for body health.” Galuh, pointing towards the wardrobe. “Wear take it yourself in the closet yes, Bang.”

“Ready, Mistress.” Answer Reza.

Reza took off his clothes and replaced them with new ones, he gasped and only realized something when he smelled the sharp aroma of the clothes he had removed earlier. Reza understood now and smiled meaningfully.

Reza put his clothes apart in another basket and immediately took him out of the room, knowing Galuh could not bear the scent of that one.

“I'm out right away, yank. Want to put this down,” said Reza lifting his dirty laundry basket.

“Why are you smiling?” Galuh asked confused, just now limp looks happy.

“Yes again want to smile,” said Reza while blinking one eye.

“Apaan, hell.” Galuh blushed, and Reza laughed at him.

“Yes already, I'm down first.” Reza rushed out and closed the door behind him. Half-run he went down the stairs of his house while whistling happily.

In the kitchen of the house, Reza finds Salma's bik cooking. He walked to the refrigerator and pulled out some fresh fruit. Reza prepared the container, and peeled it himself.

Bik Salma only glanced and let her master work alone. He knew Reza would not ask for his help if he could do it alone.

Bik Salma turned her face with a frown. “I mean Mas Reza, non Galuh nausea again this morning?”

Reza nodded without taking his eyes off the fruit he cut. “Yesterday-yesterday checked by a doctor he said ordinary stomach pain, because his menstrual cycle is also normal every month.”

“Sometimes there are women who are nauseous if they want to be near their menstrual date, but after their nausea menstruation tells itself. There is also nausea in the early morning sign of pregnancy. But it would be nice to see a doctor, Mas Reza. Who knows the nausea this time is a sign that non Galuh is filling,” said bik Salma gave advice.

“That's yes, Bik.” Reza turned his face to look at Bik Salma, “Aunti used to like nausea not if smell something, such as the smell of cigarette smoke or perfume?”

“Each pregnancy different people, Mas. Some like to smell the smell of gasoline, some are immediately nauseous to smell cigarettes when previously ordinary. Some like to eat fruit that tastes asem, whereas previously anti bang.” Bik Salma.

“Iya, Bik. I've also called doctor Rendra to come to the house, to make sure also who knows my guess is right. You see Galuh was instantly nauseous as soon as smelling the smell of cigarette smoke on my shirt, he said the smell of sweat.” Reza laughed, he did not hesitate to tell all his problems to bik Salma who he had considered like his own family.

“Ya, hopefully Mas. Aunty pray so that Mas Reza and non Galuh quickly loved momongan.”

“Amins. Thank you yes, Bik.”

While in his room, Galuh restlessly waited for Reza. Time and again glanced at the clock on the wall, it had been over a quarter of an hour yet the man had yet to appear as well.

Slowly I woke up and moved to the bed. His body felt weak, he laid his body there. Pull the blanket and fall asleep quickly.

Galuh woke up when he heard the phone ring as if he was behind a fog. Her eyes twirled around looking for her husband and found him standing up to receive a phone call with a tense face.

“Abang,” called him, when Reza was still standing tense with her back to back.

Reza turned around, looking at Galuh blankly. His hand was still holding his phone, but only for a second it slipped out of his hand and fell to the floor of the room.

“Abang, what's up. Who just called?” galuh asked, his feelings were not good.

“Papa and oma, they both ..” are not finished Reza spoke, the sound of knocking on the door of the room sounded and distracted the two.

“Yes, Bik.” In Reza's words, he lowered his body and grabbed his cell phone that had fallen on the floor.

“Mas Reza, Non Galuh, doctor Rendra is already with Auntie now.”

Reza sighed, put his phone back in his pocket and stepped open the door. He refrained from telling Galuh the news he had just received on the phone.

“Doctor,” greet Reza while shaking Rendra's hand.

“I came here as soon as you called me. How's your wife doing now?” ask doctor Rendra as soon as Reza let himself in, while bik Salma say goodbye and return to the bottom floor.

“This several days every morning Galuh experiencing nausea.” Reza recounted Galuh's condition, and Rendra's doctor immediately examined him.

Before long he smiled and shook Reza's hand, patting her on the shoulder. “Congratulations, your wife is pregnant. You two are going to have a baby soon. During the early pregnancy, take good care of the pregnancy. Do not stress and avoid busyness that will make your wife tired.”

“I will take good care of our wife and child-to-be. Thank you, Ndra.”

Reza smiled gratefully at the good news, he returned the handshake of doctor Rendra and immediately embraced Galuh. “Honey, we'll have a baby.”

Along with that, Reza's phone rang again. He let go of his embrace and immediately picked up his phone.

“Sa-ya will be there soon,” said Reza with a vibrating voice. Reza closed his eyes before speaking to Galuh who had been staring at him.

“Abang, what's up. What happened to papa and oma?”

“It was a phone call from the hospital, papa and oma accident. Their condition is critical, and I have to get to the hospital.”

Galuh could not hide his surprise, he was sitting limp on the bed. Not one bit in their minds will both experience this, at the same time receiving two different news at once. One happy news and one sad news.

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