TELL LAURA I LOVE HER
ENOUGH OF THE DARK TIME FIRST
BEFORE FORGETTING, INGETIN AT THE BEGINNING. STOP BY ANOTHER YANKTIE STORY AT NOVELTOON/MANGATOON YAA
I MARRIED MY DAUGHTER AND WANT TO MARRY YOU AND BETWEEN QATAR AND JOGJA .
HAPPY MEBACA
“Can Sir. The faster the better. I ate first there was yes. Don't delay. Pity your baby,” continued the doctor while giving the order nurse immediately order food for Wulan.
“Sweety, want to scramble eggs or cheese bread?” ask August while offering a bottle of Wulan's favorite chocolate milk
Wulan did not answer and even threw away her face.
“The anger later huh? It's okay you're angry. But don't torture yourself and our son. Drink the milk first and this wants an egg martabak or cheese bread?” august patiently confronts Wulan's anger.
Wulan realized, he can't be selfish. He picked up an egg box and started eating it. August put a wet tissue in bed and he put a bottle of cold chocolate milk so that Wulan can easily drink it.
Earlier when delivering paklek out, August did immediately shop for dinner for him as well as wet tissue, dry tissue and milk as well as bread for Wulan. Even August has bought flip-flops for Wulan if his wife wants to go to the toilet when she wakes up.
‘Alhamdulillah, Wulan just regained consciousness. Tomorrow morning will check the condition of the baby,’ August tells paklek and Prabu via chat if Wulan is aware. Before going to bed he also told Kemuning that Wulan had been found in the hospital. Someone drove him because Wulan fainted. He didn't want to think badly about their household.
“Already?” august asked when he saw Wulan close the box containing his favorite egg martabak. He picked up the martabak box and put it back on the table. He also took his wife's wet tissue and dumped it in the trash.
“Pak, this is food for Mom,” a kitchen attendant comes in after being welcome as she knocks on the door.
“Thank you Mom. I will give it later. It just ate martabak,” sahut August. He knew there was no way Wulan would eat the newly delivered food.
“You eat or go to the bathroom?” ask August slowly. He was afraid of mispronunciation and made his wife stirred emotions again. August just estimated it to be the bathroom. Because the name of pregnant women must often want to urinate.
“To the bathroom,” replied Wulan briefly.
“In the meantime,” August unscrewed the plastic flip-flops and placed them near the bed to fit Wulan down her legs directly into the slippers. He helped carry an infusion bottle and held his wife's arm which he believed was still dizzy.
“Pelan ya, if dizzy Mas gendong aja want?” ask August gently.
“No need,” replied Wulan ketus.
“The door does not close so Mas can hear if you call yes. Can you do it yourself?” august asked again still with extra patience.
August waited not far from the door. He doesn't want to be late if Wulan needs his help or Wulan falls. He was really worried about seeing his wife's condition that looked weak.
Wulan saw the bathroom door with a position still sitting on the toilet. “Already?” ask August to make sure. He immediately grabbed his wife and returned with an infusion bottle.
“Pelan yes,” painstakingly August helps Wulan lie down. He's covering his wife. After that he kissed his wife's soft forehead.
“Don't ever think Mas will turn away. Enough of the dark time. In the future Mas wants to live right in straight line with you and our children. There will be no more women who will accompany Mas except you,” whispered August. He rubbed Wulan's forehead gently to her hair. He kept doing it over and over again until Wulan went back to sleep.
And August went up to the waiting bed, and he slept there. He hugged Wulan because he saw his wife restless. Wulan was immediately calm as she slept in August's arms.
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“Congratulations my dear, my love, my beloved husband,” shamelessly Namira hugged Ilyas who approached her and gave a kiss on both cheeks of her husband.
“Accompany me patiently yes Honey,” whispered Ilyas. They hope their love story lasts forever. Can survive the waves that block.
Namira in her expensive dress did not make her confident in front of many of Ilyas' friends who looked at ‘low’ herself from their eyes every time Ilyas called herself the young doctor's wife.
“Serious you're married?” so did some of Ilyas' male colleagues. They just can't believe Ilyas is married. But there's no deriding look.
Different from the gaze of the female colleagues who were still the same age as Ilyas. If the colleague who is already a senior, the response is always good and says wait for the reception invitation.
“I'll invite you. We delayed the reception. Let my graduation business not be disturbed,” so Ilyas replied his senior colleague.
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At seven o'clock in the morning Wulan had not yet woken up when the doctor visited. August has been to the mosque since dawn and then he went home to buy coffee and breakfast for him. He also bought extra cakwe chicken porridge for Wulan. August fears Wulan is unappetised with the hospital menu.
“The drug effect is very strong Yes Doc,” August commented on his wife who remained asleep when measured her tension and body temperature.
“He was shaken, so had a lot of rest. Later at nine o'clock will be checked the condition of baby yes sir, likely to be taken to the gynecologist room because the tool is there,” the doctor who came this morning explained in August.
“Mas, want to pee,” Wulan wake up at eight in the morning and ask to be delivered to the bathroom.
“Ayok mas interracial,” sahut August and like last night, he prepared flip-flops for his wife to the bathroom.
“Later nine, Dede will be checked. Now I have breakfast first. Want some chicken or rice from the hospital? Or toast overnight but it's cold,” August offers Wulan breakfast.
“The bury is buy? Cakwenya many?” ask Wulan. He has not forgiven August's behavior. But the business of eating he did not want to delay for the sake of the baby.
“Iya. Buy extra cakwe for you. But the link is a little?” August memorized his wife eating porridge without sambal better not eat. But if you say only a little, Wulan will not be angry.
“Ya has breakfast porridge,” replied Wulan. He ate rice from the hospital.
August prepared his wife's breakfast. He knew there was no way Wulan would be fed because her right hand could move freely.
“Mas crackers,” Wulan can not open plastic crackers from a chicken porridge. August thrust his crackers. He eats ketoprak so there are crackers too.
“Nyobain ketoprak can?” ask Wulan in doubt.
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