The Retaliation of a Wife That Is Considered Stupid
Panicked

"Go.. ! I hate Auntie.. ! I don't need Aunt's attention! Don't ever show Auntie's face in front of me again! Go far! Go.. ! " a child's cry in Tata's dream.

"Yyyyyyyy... !!!! " the scream of Tata by opening his eyes woke up from sleep.

"Astaghfirullah azim dear thing... ! Why are you screaming? " ask Dave frantically out of the bathroom.

He who was bathing for dawn prayers became shocked and went straight out of the bathroom with still a lot of shampoo foam on his head.

Tata rubbed the sweat on his forehead with a racing heart. Her dream felt so real. She saw the worried face of the husband became unpleasant, in addition to the messy state of her husband just wearing a towel on the waist, the body is still wet and the shampoo is still full on his head.

"Mas.. I'm not papa! You clean your head first! Later the bus trickles again in the room! " tata said without answering her husband's questions.

"Rare you, dear? Your face is pale? " ask Dave back with the same expression.

"Yes Mas.. I'm not papa! Just a nightmare! Change of clothes, I want to shower and pray! " answered Tata with a serious face.

"Yes already.. ! Let's take a shower first! " said Dave while returning to the bathroom.

As soon as Dave was lost from his sight, Tata tried to sit leaning against the bed rest.

Suddenly his lower abdomen cramped and made Tata frown with pain. Not only that, his waist also hurts in equal terms like it was about to escape from his bones.

"Yes Allah... Why is it so sick all of a sudden! Dear Mami.. Why are you boys! Astarghfirullahazim apos.. So sick! " tata mumbled softly while biting her lips to endure the pain.

He rubbed his stomach hoping his pain was reduced, but instead of decreasing even the pain became-so spread up to the waist as if his waist was going to come off.

"Astaghfirullah hal azim... Astaghfirullah azim.. Oh Allah... Laa Ilaha anta subhanaka inni kuntu minaz.. Oh Allah... Strong is me! " tata said beristighfar while enduring her pain.

Her sweat came out as big as corn kernels, Tata continued to ponder waiting for her husband to finish bathing. The face was already pale like a corpse enduring the tremendous pain on his stomach. Her eyes widened in shock when she realized something was coming out of her children's birth canal.

"Yes Allah.. Is that what came out! Why is the pain not less? I'm not strong anymore! " said Tata with a soft voice and an anxious heart.

He was afraid something happened to the child in his womb. Because she was no longer strong enough to withstand the pain in her stomach, Tata shouted to her husband.

"Maaaassat.... Maaaaass... Please.. !! " squeak Tata with neck veins protruding out while holding her stomach.

Hearing the screech of his wife, Dave who was wiping his body immediately put on a towel in a hurry and ran out of the bathroom.

"Astaghfirullah the azim thing dear??? What was? Why yell? " ask Dave with a panicked face and approach Tata who is still grimacing in pain.

"Mas, I can't stand it! My stomach hurts so much! Help me Mas.. W-there's a coming out from down there! " answer Tata with a gasp of breath while pointing at the bottom of her stomach.

"O dear God... ! Are our babies going to be born now? " said Dave with trembling hands lifting the blanket that covered the abdomen down.

His eyes were wide in shock when he saw *********** His system and thighs were flowing blood.

"Blood.... ! " he said with trembling hands and stood glued to the sight of the blood.

Hearing her husband's words, Tata inhaled a lot of oxygen to divert her anxiety and fear.

"Bas.. ! Why bengong? Hurry up and call Ibuk, Mami Papi! My stomach hurts so much! " call Tata resuscitated Dave's daydream.

"Moeukkk... ! Mommy... ! Papi.. ! GrandFa... ! Grandmas.. ! Bloody tata.. ! " shouted Dave with a thunderous voice like the sound of a mosque toa.

Tata still keeps dhikr while rubbing his stomach that feels pain and mules like people want BAB. In addition, his waist is also so painful that it feels like he wants to escape from his body.

The mother who just finished praying immediately ran to Dave's room complete with her mukena. Mami Sita and Papi Dayton, who were still wearing nightgowns, ran straight to Dave's room, as did GrandFa and Grandma, Abeth and Henry, who had just woken up, jumped out of bed and ran to Tata's room.

"Why is Dave? What's the bloody one? " ask Ibuk and Mami Sita together.

Seeing her Mother coming, Tata helplessly restrained her crying while moaning in pain.

"Sick Buk.. ! Stomach Pain! Hix... Hicks... ! There's blood coming out said Mas Dave! " tata's cry broke while holding her stomach.

"Astaghfirullah azim thing Nak.. ! Istighfar dear Ibuk, Istighfar.. ! Ask God for help and always think positive! " said Ibuk by wiping the sweat on Tata's forehead.

"Jeng.. ! Like Tata wants to give birth! " said Mami Sita after revealing the blanket at the bottom of Tata.

"But isn't the surgery still two weeks away Jeng? " sut Ibuk with a confused face.

"Do not know Jeng.. ! Maybe our grandchildren can't wait to get out! Though the age of the content of Tata is only 7 months and we have not had time to make 7 monthly thanksgiving! " replied Mami Sita also equally confused.

"O Allah is very sick.. ! Astaghfirullah azim.. Laa Ilahalla anta subhanaka inni kuntu minaz zhalimin. "cried Tata with sweat and pale face.

"Why are you guys quiet? Quickly take Tata to the hospital! You don't see my son-in-law's grandchildren turning pale and in such pain! " bent GrandFa with her baritone voice.

"Dave... ! Get your clothes on! Do you want to go to the hospital in a towel like that? Henry, quickly get the driver to get the car ready! " the GrandFa command again in a loud voice.

"Yes GrandFa.. ! " answered Dave and Henry who immediately moved to do GrandFa's orders.

"Dayton... ! Quickly bring Tata down, we need to get to the hospital quickly before it's too late! " said GrandFa again to her son.

"L-yes Dad... ! " replies Papi Dayton, who also panics.

Without warning, he immediately carried Tata out of the room without putting her on a wheelchair.

Tata who was in pain just resigned in his Papi-in-law's arms with Mami Sita and Ibuk tailing behind him.

As soon as he reached the last step of the stairs, Ibuk realized that he was still using mukena.

"Astaghfirullah Jeng azim.. ! I still wear mukena! Please leave Tata for a while Jeng, I want to change my face first and take the hijab.Go first, I will follow along with the others! " said Ibuk with a face of heartache and immediately went back up to the top floor.

"Yes Jeng.. ! Don't worry, I'll take care of our son! " replied Mami Sita as she ran after her husband's steps.

Tohir was ready in front of the door with Henry upright beside the car door that was already open.

"Slow Pi.. Watch his head get hit! " said Mami Sita helping her husband put Tata in the car carefully.

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