
So unreliable I am on the medical ability and sophisticated equipment of the specialist, I was willing to issue a bigger pocket for fear of happy news turned into sad news just because of misdiagnosis.
No why spend time even to finally stay in the nursery even though the smell of drugs is so excruciating. My husband and I followed the full examination procedure. From urine tests, blood tests to 5-dimensional ultrasound. The upshot...
Again the happy news managed to make my cry broke in the arms of Mas Jonathan.
How not, I who have lost hope as the perfect woman who married, pregnant and gave birth is now given the gift at a time I never dreamed of again.
The second marriage, at the age of 33 and the husband of 41. God really made me fly to nirvana so happy.
Jo is no less happy. Even the melt of his tears could not stop even though he tried to smile and kiss my left and right cheeks and forehead many times.
"Thank you, baby! Thank you!" the whispers repeated in my ears.
I am still in shock also gamang, happy but afraid of too much. Till...
I almost lost my heart when a face hung right in front of my eyes.
"Yahoo!!!" my screams were immediately shocked.
"Which!!!"
Jonathan began to worry.
He rubbed my face and held it for quite a while just above my eyes while offering the verse Chair of Goal.
My husband immediately grabbed my shoulder until it sank into the chest of his field.
"Astaghfirullahal... Abaghfirullahal!!!"
I also read the holy verses to calm the heart that trembles with a frightening shock.
"Yes. Istighfar continue, Yang!" mas Jonathan.
My husband has the same feelings as me. This pregnancy was quite risky when it collided with my ability to see invisible creatures.
My physical condition is weak right now. I am pregnant with a baby.
To my knowledge, it is said that the subtle creatures most like pregnant women, women who have given birth and have not finished breathing, also women who are menstruating. Wallahus.
But as I recall they like people who are in a weak state, especially women.
............
Me and Mas Jonathan went home with great pleasure. A smile continued to linger on the sweet lips of my beloved handsome man.
His sturdy fingers even seemed not to want to take off the grip on my finger that looked tiny if juxtaposed with his hand.
Cup.
He kissed the back of my hand while winking.
"Be careful, honey! You're taking the vehicle!" I said remind him to stay focused on seeing the road ahead. Jonathan was almost always carrying a car without a driver. He feels more confident when sitting behind the wheel than in the side seat let alone the back seat.
"Yes, Honey! I'm taking her slowly!" the dream made me smile small.
The house we live in now is not fenced off like the old house. So that my inner eyes often catch foreign figures who happen to pass by or are playing around even though it is still midday.
Like at the moment.
It just hit one in the afternoon. But there was a long haired woman standing behind a tree with her body turned against us.
"Ck. It's still noon, Mom!" my grunts softly seemed to nag at themselves.
Jonathan was getting tense. But this time he could only kick his forehead and say, "O my gosh!"
I just laughed at her funny behavior.
"Are you always going to be like this, Liana? What's... Inner eyes can be closed too so as not to see strange things especially in broad daylight like this?"
"Hehehe...! Mas, mas! You want to know what it's like to be me for a day?"
"No no no! No, thank you!"
"Geez! Hhh... So tortured!"
"I wasn't born indigo. And it's only been like that since my departure to Banten during Jordan...,"
"Stop. Don't continue that story!"
I smiled thinly. My husband doesn't like me telling sad stories. I don't want to hear my tweets about Jordan, or any other man besides him.
He pulled me until this body stuck to his chest.
"From this second on, you are mine. Moreover, there is my cute baby growing inside your womb. Remember that! Can't flirt with stories about other guys in front of my face!"
"Haha... Even that's Jordan?"
"Outside Jordan!" the sound of it makes me laugh.
"Jordan has a girlfriend!" I tease my husband.
"I know it. He was half-hearted to that beautiful girl!"
"Well, nah! She praised the other woman in front of my face! What's his name! Huh!"
I stumbled and walked faster ahead of Mas Jonathan's step.
There was the sound of a man's laughter that made me fall in love with it.
"Sorry, Honey! Spontaneity!"
"Have, excuses!"
"Yes, yeah. Pardon me! There is no woman more beautiful than my wife. There is nothing in this world. Not even an angel from heaven would make me turn my face away from you, honey!"
I laughed at his jokes.
Strange to hear the seduction of the husband who is usually firm without meme-menye'.
Mama Tiur welcomed my arrival.
"Look at your face, Mama became curious. What's the good news?"
Mama's brown eyes are round. Like a code so we give him an answer to his question immediately.
Me and Jonathan grabbed her shoulders softly.
"Mr...! The prayer of the mother is granted by God!" I whispered right in his ear.
"What's? What, what???" ask him, getting impatient.
"Mama..., will have grandchildren!" jonathan replied to make me so moved to tears.
"Is she?"
Mama's tears glistened even though her lips were gaping with an immeasurably gleeful face.
He took my face gently.
The kiss of his lips is attached to the right left cheek as well as this forehead.
"Thank you my son! Thank you God! Thank you very much! Hik hik hicks..."
He walked quickly with his crescent moon smile not separated from his lips.
"Where are you going?" my husband and I together.
"You want to pray sunah two rakaat! Thank God for His gift to Mama before death!" the thrill is still with a quick step towards our home prayer room.
Me and Jonathan embraced. Laughing with tears.
O Allah, O Lord, the Greatest. Please take care of my womb until it is time to give birth to the happiness of our household. Aami...
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