IKHTIAR AKMAL LOVE
BONCHAP `ICA` 2

After getting a visit from all his friends. Moreover, Kalila also continued to get messages of encouragement from Cyra and the others. Making Kalila slowly aware of his false nature. Now he really promises to change his mindset. So that it is not like yesterday anymore and doubt the power of Allah Subhanahu wata'ala.

The days have passed. Now we go back to Cyra and Akmal again.

Getting here. Nausea, vomiting experienced by Akmal is getting worse. He looks thinner because every meal he always out again. Even Akmal only wants to eat one food menu. That is a cow's eye egg that is given spicy sauce plus warm rice. Besides, Akmal will definitely be vomiting violently.

Cyra, who first saw men experiencing morning sickness, became confused himself. He was confused what to do. So that Akmal would eat and not look pale like that.

Every day Cyra was browsing and finding out on the internet. But every time he tried to practice it on Akmal. Akmal always nauseous. And it ends up in the bathroom.

All the advice from the people closest to Cyra had done. Advice from the aunts, mama Jian, the Umma. As well as her siblings whose husbands had experienced sympathetic pregnancies like Akmal. But what happened. Akmal's body seemed to refuse input from all of them.

Akmal refused the recommended food, so that he would not be nauseous again. Akmal tried to drink a drink that did not make nausea. Akmal should sleep like this. Gotta be. Yeah! It all ended in vain.

"Mother tired Umi. This is how a woman feels when she is pregnant. Abu is not strong!" akmal's face looks tired.

Wanna laugh. But Cyra also felt pity. Not laughing, but ko ya always see her adorable expression. As a result, all Cyra can do is smile and also smile in front of Akmal.

"Did Umi used to be like this when Aiza was pregnant?"

Cyra nodded her head immediately. "Yes Abu. Umi experienced all of this. But at least Abu should be grateful when compared to us women."

Akmal showed a slightly confused face. "Why Umi? Isn't it the same thing as morning sickness?"

Cyra smiled. "Yes it is."

"Then?" ask Akmal.

"At least Abu did not carry a heavy load on the stomach that had to be carried for nine months."

Now Akmal understands. He immediately put his head on Cyra's thigh. And Cyra directly rubbed Akmal's head gently.

"Yes! Umi's right. How wonderful a woman. She would go to great lengths to conceive and give birth at the stake of her life."

"It is fitting that Prophet Muhammad mentioned the word Mother three times. Father only once."

"Yes! Because women can withstand more pain than men. And the men will never be able to withstand that pain as much as we do."

"I'm sorry Abu ya Umi."

Cyra is confused to hear Akmal apologizing to her. "Am I'm sorry for what dear?"

"Yes, just apologize, Umi. 'And apologizing doesn't have to be wrong first."

Cyra smiled. Heart warms. Since she tested positive for pregnancy. Akmal's attitude was getting spoiled to him. It's getting sweeter with him. What's more. Akmal looks closer to Aiza. There was no longer any distance between the two of them.

Next day. Akmal could not sleep at all. He's not sleeping well. Tilt to the left and to the right are not necessarily directions. Wake up, then go to sleep again. So it continued until he was tired of himself and finally he fell asleep on his own.

Because last night I couldn't sleep well. In the morning, Akmal's body seemed to have just been beaten by many people. It hurts all. Coupled with a dizzy head and stomach that is still eneg. Makes his body more and more not just because it feels.

Morning after morning prayers. Usually Akmal will look neat and fresh, because it just took a shower. Ever since she had morning sickness. His face would look disheveled even if he had just taken a shower. And today Akmal looks worse than ever. Big eye bags. Clear visible panda circles. My pretty eyes and oily skin are clearly visible right now on his face.

Cyra even reflexes to say Istighfar see the appearance of the husband who is far from handsome. "Astaghfiullah! Abu why? Abu's not crazy, is he?"

Akmal advancing his lips was said to be insane by Cyra. While Cyra immediately laughed giggling himself to see the pouting face of Akmal.

"Eye!" Akmal was whining like a child.

"Hm! Aye! What's up Abu?"

"Mom want something?" answer Akmal.

"What's that?" ask Cyra.

"Mother wants to see dad ride a mango tree to pick a young mango. Then who ate the mango abi, Umi, given salt with cayenne pepper."

Cyra's eyes glared. Her mouth was open wide enough to hear the husband's strange request. And only this time Akmal craves like that. After previously just normal nausea.

"A-wha Umi's ears don't hear wrong!" Cyra scratched his ear.

"Come Umi! Same father call abi. Get them here."

"But the mango tree in our house is not yet on the fruit of Ash?" answer Cyra.

Akmal's face then looks cring. "aaa! At home dad's a lot of Umi mango. Let's just go there. And I told you to go there too."

Cyra was confused by Akmal's strange desire. His head suddenly became dizzy on its own.

"Awhile! Let Umi call dad abi first." Cyra neutralizes her feelings.

Akmal smiled happily. "OK! Ready Umm I love."

Cyra then took her phone. He chose to contact his father-in-law and the abi on the balcony of his room. And the person Cyra first contacted was Abi Rashid.

"Halo Nak. Assalamu'alaikum."

Cyra answered him immediately. "Wa'alaikumussalam Abi."

"What's up, son?" ask abi Rashid.

"Did Abi have any service at the hospital today?"

Abi Rashid is on holiday. "No! today's Abi's schedule is off son."

"Good then. Emm! Can Abi just come to my dad's house right now?"

"What's wrong, son?" ask Abi Rashid again.

"Cyra just explain it there Abi."

Without any suspicion at all. Abi Rashid immediately agreed to the request of his eldest daughter. "Yes okay. Abi sama umma you will come there soon."

"alright. Thanks Abi. Then Cyra hang up the phone. Assalamu'alaikum."

"Wa'alaikumussalam." Abi Rashid immediately turned off his phone.

After contacting abi Rashid. Replace Cyra to contact Rafiq's father. Just like Abi Rashid. Rafiq's father was not suspicious at all, when Cyra said that he would visit his house. Even Rafiq's father was impatient to see the arrival of his son and son-in-law and his favorite grandson.

Here's where they all are. Already gathered in the living room of Rafiq's father's house. Complete formation. There's mama Jian, Rafiq's father, abi Rashid, umma Nada, Cyra, Akmal and don't forget the adorable cute little one, baby Zahwa.

"Son! What are you telling abi to come here and gather like this?" abi Rashid was very curious.

"Pig! Akmal wanted to see father climb up to the top of the mango tree in front of him to pluck his young mango. Then Abi who ate his young mango was given salt with cayenne pepper. I want Abi!" it was not Cyra who answered. But the logic is direct while pointing at the mango tree that is outside.

The expressions of the elders were exactly the same as Cyra earlier. Their mouths were open and their eyes were glaring. And this time they got bullied by their own son.

"Akmal! You're cravings!"

Akmal did not understand the words of his mother. "What is Ma's cravings? Ko Akmal is unconscious, isn't he?"

"Crave ya like this weird request of yours!" mama Jian replied.

Akmal nodded his head. "Oh! So this is what's called cravings?"

"Then! Go Daddy! Quickly climb the mango tree. And Mama! Please prepare salt with cayenne pepperya yes to eat the same young mango."

Abi Rashid had already swallowed his own saliva imagining eating young mangoes that were given salt like chili.

Rafiq's father suddenly stood up from his seat. Then walked over to Akmal who was sitting next to Cyra.

"Based on a brat!" rafiq's father pinned Akmal's head. To make everyone laugh out loud.

"Yes! What can I do for my favorite grandson. Fortunately, Zahwa's pregnancy was not like this." Abi Rasyid looks resigned.

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