The Passion of the Doctor Duda
Chapter 45 (Weak)
...Don't forget this part....
...Happy reading...
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Fathan fell asleep with Tri's back. He was still upset with the wife who wanted to divorce him, although Fathan knew it was not really from his wife's heart but still Fathan felt angry and upset.
While Tri could not sleep at all she stared at Fathan's back wryly, Tri admitted she was wrong but her cruel speech in-laws made Tri feel unworthy to be Fathan's wife.
Tri wanted to touch Fathan's arm but he paused because he did not want to disturb the husband's sleep. Tri tried to close his eyes but could not, since pregnant his body was easily tired and until now Tri felt his body like a crumble. Tri rubbed his stomach slowly so that his two children were comfortable, slowly his eyes closed even though not completely because his mind was still wandering thinking about the words of mama Yesha who was very piercing her heart. When can her in-laws accept her without insulting her condition that only the village woman has nothing, even when she comes to this house Tri only carries her shabby clothes?
Fathan who felt no more movement from his wife turned his body towards Tri. Fathan looked at Tri's face deeply, the face of the woman who had made him feel love again after the pain of loss and Fathan did not want to feel that loss again, he would not be able to!
Fathan touched his wife's cheek and how shocked Fathan was when his hand was like it was on fire. His wife's body was very hot.
"Braggu!" call Fathan in a panic.
Tri tried to open his eyes that felt heavy, even his eyes were heating up now. "Cold gold!" muttered Tri with a wiry.
"You have a fever, Hanum!" fathan said in a panic.
Fathan immediately woke up from his sleep, he was looking for a drug to reduce heat for pregnant women in his medicine cabinet which is available at home. Once Fathan can bring him in front of Tri, he checks Tri's blood pressure first. Fathan's face was very anxious to see Tri who was pale and shivering with cold.
"Dear awake. Take your medicine first!" fathan said softly.
Tri nodded slowly, helped by Fathan Tri leaning on the headboard. He received the medicine from Fathan's hand which had been opened by her husband, Fathan helping to hold a glass filled with warm water for his wife. Since Tri was pregnant Fathan put a dispenser in their room so that his wife did not go back and forth to the kitchen.
Tri drank it slowly, when he finished he closed his eyes again. Fathan confirmed the location of his wife's sleep, he took off his sleeping pajamas until his upper body was plain without clothes. Fathan lies down next to his wife, puts Tri's head on his arm and hugs Tri tightly.
"Dizziness!" muttered Tri with a wiry.
"Yes, Honey!" fathan said anxiously.when Fathan and Tri's skin touched Fathan felt his skin burning.
Fathan is really afraid of losing Tri because his wife's content is weak as Tika used to be when she was pregnant with Cika. Fathan awakens until morning when the heat of his wife's body goes down, he can't see Tri sick, reminding Tri of Tika's struggles during Cika's pregnancy.
"Never leave Mas, Hanum! I can't afford to lose it a second time!" muttered Fathan with a wiry.
Cup...
"Cheal fast, dear. Mas will fight for our household" said Fathan softly.
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"Morning!" greet Fathan with a tray of porridge in a bowl and a glass of pregnant milk for his wife.
"Again, Mas!" sahut Tri with a soft smile. His body is still very weak, even he knows all night Fathan did not sleep to keep his ailing self.
"Where's it going, honey?" fathan asked gently kissed Tri's forehead fondly.
Tri nodded. "Already, Mas. Thank you for taking care of me last night even though Mas was angry with me" Tri said sincerely.
"Yes, Mas. Sorry!" said Tri slowly.
"Mama!" cika shouted running towards Tri and Fathan.
"Don't run, Cika. I can't scream either, Mama's sick!" rebuke Fathan gently.
Cika covered her mouth with both hands, she felt guilty for disturbing her mother's rest even though the father had said that his mother was sick. But Cika is worried about her mother's health.
"Sorry, Ma, Pa! Cika won't repeat!" cika said firmly.
"Yes, Honey! Cika don't get close Mama first yes later Mama is afraid of Cika tertangkan!" said Tri softly.
"Well, Cika wants to hug Mama!" answer Cika with a wist.
"Get to bed!" fathan said with a smile.
"Mas I'm afraid Cika has a fever!" tri said anxiously.
"God's Inspiration is not if Cika's immunity is strong," replied Fathan who did not have the heart to see his son with a sad face.
"Just sit there! Papa wants to check on Mama first," said Fathan firmly.
Cika nodded, she noticed her papa who was examining her mother with her hands.
"I want to be a doctor, too, Pa. Let it be later if Mama, Papa, Grandpa, Grandpa, grandma and Zayden are sick Cika can check," said Cika seriously.
Fathan looked at his son. Why should Zayden again, what his son called, really that one boy damage the brain of his innocent child.
"Zayden isn't naughty, is he Cika?" fathan asked Cika after he finished examining his wife.
Cika shook to him. "Zayden's good, Pa. At the school Zayden keeps Cika and even Cika's boyfriends don't dare to approach Cika because Zayden is angry when he is serem, Pa. Zayden said, Cika can only play with female friends and only Zayden," said Cika innocently.
"What else is this? Possessive early on?" muttered Fathan who could still be heard by Tri and Cika.
"What's the possessive, Pa?" ask Cika curiously.
Fathan glanced at his son's question. And Tri who is a good listener can only laugh at her husband and son even though the laughter is only slow.
"Cika pijatin Mama yes. Poor Mama, the twins are a little fussy because Mama is sick," said Fathan to switch the conversation.
If there's Zayden here Fathan wants to pin the little boy's head. Completely possessive like his father, just beware if a stupid adult like his father who hurts the woman Fathan will immediately separate the two if the two are still together.
"Twin grandpa don't be naughty. Mama pity knows," said Cika stroking Tri's stomach with a gentle gesture.
"Yes Brother Cika," Tri replied by mimicking the voice of a child.
This morning Tri was comforted by Cika's conversation with her husband.
"O Lord, can I afford to lose Mas Fathan and Cika?"