Lee is My Tough Woman
CHAPTER 80
“Sorry I came out first,” farewell Lee who stood up then left the room.
After Lee came out of the room. His body is weakening because it does not get any food intake from the morning except Bread. Lee ate only a little.
“Am I really pregnant?” ask Lee in my heart.
Then Lee headed to the special forces room and saw Saints, Angela and Pita. With his pale face Lee grabbed the calendar that was on the table. After that Lee calculated when the last month came.
“Aish.. almost three weeks I did not get monthly guests,” Lee said inwardly and then held back his nausea.
Lee went into the toilet and vomited again. Angela who heard Lee vomit frowned. “What's with big brother?”
“I don't know. Lately big brother since at headquarters often vomits,” replied Suci. “Moreover lately big brother likes to eat strange. For example, since I know Big Brother. Sister doesn't like to eat goat tongseng. This big brother told me to cook goat kegseng.”
Chequek.
Door opens. Lee came out with an unpowered body. After closing the toilet door, Lee headed to the room of the six main pillars. Lee had not yet passed out in the White Eragon special forces room. Seeing Lee pass out, Lee's three accomplices panicked. The saint rushed towards the main pillar room. Once there Saints entered without knocking on the door.
“Mr Erra,” call Sacred.
“Iya what's wrong?” ask Erra.
“Big brother fainted,” answered Saints in panic.
“What?” shouted Erra who rushed to her feet. “Where is my wife?”
“In the White Eragon special forces room,” replied the scared Saint.
Arriving there. Lee is still in the same position. Then Erra entered and saw Lee who was still unconscious.
“God... My wife!” exclaim Erra then raised Lee ala bridal style.
Then Erra brought her private room which was on the second floor. Arriving there, Erra laid Lee to bed.
Angela who followed Erra all the way to the room gave her aromatherapy wind oil. “Master, you should give it to big brother so quickly siuman.”
Erra quickly grabbed him. “Call Priest here!”
“Good Sir,” replied Angela.
Angela hurried to leave Erra to call the Priest. Meanwhile Erra sat down and put aromatherapy wind oil on Lee's nose. Then Lee opened his eyes and felt nauseous.
“My wife. Are you okay?” ask Erra.
Lee just shook his head. “Today I was so bad.”
Then the Imam came in and saw the pale Lee. “Ehem.”
Erra was shocked to hear the Imam's silence. Erra who was standing decided to take a few steps back. After that the Imam sat down and started to examine Lee.
“Don't open Lee's shirt!” decreed Erra.
“I didn't take off your wife's shirt,” ketus Imam. “What's your complaint?”
“Last-lately I've been nauseous and vomiting a lot. I can't eat Mama's cooking. When I want to eat it it feels like vomiting,” replied Lee honestly.
“How long has it been like this?” ask the Imam gently.
“Almost a week,” replied Lee.
“Can I ask you something? It is very personal,” said Imam.
“What is it?” sahut Erra was upset.
“This guy uses all the rich high voltage electricity,” murmur Imam.
“Quick say, would you like to ask what is my bini?” asked Erra who changed ferocious mode.
“Good. Little sister when was the last time you received a monthly guest?” ask Imam.
“Almost three Weeks,” replied Lee honestly.
“Possibly you are pregnant little sister. For more details you should go to the obgyn doctor. Let you know everything,” suggested Imam.
“Give me the name of the very famous female doctor obgyn!” decreed Erra.
“There. She was named Widia Chandrawinata,” Imam's proposal.
“It seems I know him. The name is no stranger to my ears. But where is ya?” ask Erra.
“Pretty brother. That's Aunt Widia. His mother Kak Imam,” grumbled Lee.
Erra's eyes were perfectly rounded and almost struck the Imam. Lee just chuckled a little at Erra's stupidity.
“Indeed it was my Mama. Is something wrong?” ask Imam. “Besok just came. Mama rarely opens nightly practice.”
“Have you eaten?” ask Imam.
Lee shook his head again. “I haven't eaten at all.”
“What do you want to eat little sister?” ask the gentle priest.
“I want to eat porridge made by My Handsome Brother,” said Lee.
“But... Where can I cook?” sahut Erra honestly.
“Handsome boy makein,” whine Lee.
“Ra... Makein!” priest's Decree.
“My wife. Would you like to eat your brother's porridge?” asked the confused Erra.
“I don't want to. I want to eat your porridge,” pinta Lee.
“Alright I'll make porridge for you,” watered Erra.
After that Erra went to the kitchen. When heading to the kitchen Erra opens a tutorial on how to make porridge in the Yusrup application.
“I'm back first,” said Imam.
“Good sister,” says Lee.
The priest hurried to his feet and headed to the White Eragon's room. Lee was just lying in bed.
Upon the return of the Priest the entire core members of White Eragon and Black Dragon stared intently. The priest who saw them only swallowed his saliva and sat down beside Nanda.
“Why with a lioness?” ask Sam.
“Possible pregnant lioness. His body is weak because it does not get food intake,” replied the Imam.
“Why doesn't Erra feed him?” ask Bayu who started the emotion.
“It's not that Erra won't feed him. Earlier when you wanted to eat little sister nausea continues,” replied Garda.
“It's called morning sickness. Did Saints experience something similar?” ask Imam.
“You mean?” ask Nanda.
“I already have a boy from holy,” Imam said.
They fell silent and saw the Imam. They seemed to not believe the chunks of ice cubes had secretly had children.
“You're serious?” ask Nanda.
“I'm serious. He has a sharp eye like me,” replied the Imam.
“Is what Irwan carries often your child?” ask Bayu.
“Yes... He's my son. I just found out yesterday,” replied Imam. “I have to meet Suci.”
Then the Imam stood up and left them and sought the Saints. Meanwhile Suci carried Raka who was sound asleep while singing a small star. When the Imam came inside, the sleeping Raka smiled to welcome the Imam. The saint who saw Raka smiling became confused then wondered inwardly.
“My darling, why are you smiling?” ask the Holy in heart.
Then Raka opened her eyes then laughed happily while showing off her two newly grown teeth.
Chequek.
Door opens. The priest stepped his foot into the room and saw Saints who were carrying Raka.
Then the Holy turned and saw the Priest.
“Master,” Holy Screeches.
“There are many things I want to ask you,” said Imam.
“What is it?” ask Sacred.
Then the Imam approached Raka. “Let me carry.”
The Saints gave Raka to the Priest. Then the Imam grabbed Raka and kissed Raka on the cheek.
“Take honestly. How can you contain Raka?” ask the Imam firmly.