We've Been Matchmade
Finally Moving Also
The day that Umi feared and awaited Dinda finally came as well. Where we finally moved. Abah and Umi accompanied, helping to arrange a contract consisting of only three rooms. Living room, room and kitchen divided by bathroom. Seeing it until mumbling, the initial intention wanted to stay but because there was no place so not so. hearing that Dinda immediately breathed a sigh of relief. There I know, actually Dinda is not too comfortable mixing with in-laws. I don't know what the reason is, but obviously it is common, right, and preferably each household.
Abah and Umi buy simple furniture. Starting from mattresses, cookware, even refrigerators and washing machines as well. Umi said, so that Dinda does not have a heavy holiness later. Not to forget umi ordered a steam iron, to lighten Dinda's load.
"Actually umi wants to buy a clean-up robot, how Bah?" umi glanced at Abah who just finished helping to arrange the mattress.
"Huh, oh yeah whatever. Abah, I understand that. If you need to buy it." Answer Abah while the fan - fan because of the sultry.
"What about AC too, so that Dinda and Dya don't get angry?" ask umi again
"Eh already mi. This even later stuff here is more complete than in the house of abah and umi." I said. "Robot cleaning and AC is not necessary. Dihya and Dinda are still able to do it. AC is not urgent. It's not very hot here. If it's hot, it can still be a manual fan." I pointed to the book to fan the overheated Abah.
"But ...." Umi looks worried.
"Yes, no need. We don't need that yet. Later if most of the goods, the house becomes narrow, not comfortable to go back and forth." Said Dinda.
Umi looked heavy, then glanced at Dinda's spontaneous stomach made us glance in the same direction.
"Ohhhh no mi, not yet!" Dinda who understands immediately confirms. "This is because of constipation and eating mostly!" He smiled widely, trying to get rid of those gazes.
"Why indeed?" many, polo.
"Nothing!" Dinda glared, gesturing for me not to continue this conversation, while Abah and Umi looked at us confused.
I just realized, it could be that what was thought was right to see Dinda who two weeks ago seemed sensitive, experiencing nausea also although it can be controlled.
But since Dinda had already closed the conversation so no one continued. All chose silence with their respective minds while continuing the work that was still unfinished.
***
"Umi why is that?" Dinda asked, after Abah and Umi left, the two of us also had a bath after Bebes finished.
"How is that?" I'm back to asking. Leyeh-leyeh beside him.
"Therefore, why did umi ogled at my stomach, as if I was this again ..." she played the end of her hair while stroking her stomach which was not as slender at the beginning of marriage.
"What?" We both looked at each other. Then shut up with the exact same thought. As a prospective doctor, of course I understand about the problem of human reproduction. Likewise with Dinda also understand from knowledge. "Are you not pregnant?" my many.
"Ngaco, that's impossible. We're still in college!" Dinda pouting. He tried to convince us that what we were thinking was not true even though we were sure to be true.
"Duhhhh don't want to. I already want a test. Time is positive. It could mess everything up!" Dinda is getting more and more manyun.
"To the doctor just to be tested." I propose. Dinda objected at first, but the two of us who did not like guessing finally decided to make sure by doing the test independently. Initially intend to rest finally out the house both headed to the pharmacy to buy a testpek.
When I was coming down, Dinda pulled my shirt. He held me back from going into the pharmacy because there were so many visitors. Dinda said she was embarrassed, she was afraid that people there thought we were pregnant first. "Just wait until the pharmacy is empty first!" Dinda.
"Iihhhh night hunt." I said. "Some times it's okay, we can't control people's thinking to be the same as what we want. We have done nothing wrong, so we don't have to be prejudiced like that!" I said.
"I don't want to." Dinda insisted. She's ashamed
"I went in by myself. You wait here." I said. Actually, Dinda's attitude is striking like that which invites the attention of many people. It should be quiet, like I said. We are not doing anything forbidden. We're married, so getting pregnant is natural!
"Dihya ... if there's anything you can't say my name!" Pinta Dinda's.
"Based on the boy, so if you don't want to get pregnant, don't do it!" I squeezed his nose, then passed to the pharmacy. While transacting, I had a glance at Dinda. My wife looked strange, she wrapped the tip of the veil over her face, glancing left right, probably making sure no one knew us. We are married, even if it is not a disgrace!
***
It's been twenty minutes in the bathroom, but she hasn't been out yet. I think it's too long to do a pretty practical test. So I knocked again on the door for the umpteenth time and he replied "Awhile!"
"Just open the door so I can help you!" I said.
"I don't need help!" He retaliated.
Patience .. Patience Dihya. I tried to stop myself from constantly knocking on the door. Remember the message of umi, the woman is increasingly urged and when she is pressed it will become a new problem later. Better to be a patient husband. That's why I chose to wait and sure enough, just five minutes after that he finally came out with a confused expression.
"What does it mean." Said Dinda. "There is no explanation." Further. He looks frantic.
"Here you see" I reached out, asking for the prospect he had brought. If you don't know, get out, not stay inside. Will there be money?
Dinda hesitated to give. When I look, there are two lines. One is clear and the other is very faint. I have great confidence that this is positive, but for sure it is why I took Dinda to the obstetrician. He who was originally ogah-ogahan but after hearing my explanation finally agreed as well.
"But it won't be anything, will it?" he looks worried.
"Obviously, whatever the result, InshaAllah is the best. We'll just get ready. Yea?" I said, gently rubbing his head.