We've Been Matchmade
Both Insha Allah Towards Three
We both finally saw the doctor two weeks later. Surely after holding back the curiosity. Why two weeks later, because I know, if the line is still faint then you should do a few more weeks to really clear the results.
After doing the ultrasound, the doctor stated that Dinda was really positive pregnant, her gestational age had entered the sixth week. Exactly as I thought. As a standby husband, I actively ask what is and should not be for mothers with young pregnancies.
Once out of the doctor's room, Dinda was still silent a thousand languages. When I took him to our cafe, he refused. Even before leaving we had promised to go back to the cafe first because today it is not cooking. His face looks pale. That's why I decided to take him back to the contract. To eat later I'll just buy it outside myself.
"Are you okay?" my question, which greeted Dinda's eyes.
"How can I be fine after knowing positive!" said Dinda.
"What worries you?"
"But we are still very young. This year has just turned twenty years old, still studying. Finish in a year and a half, while you're still a few years away. Our future is not clear. We are still equally financed by our parents. Now pregnant, how is this? What about this kid? What are we going to charge?" he almost cried.
"Din, you are sure no, every living thing has its provision, guaranteed by God. We just have to really step down. Even if we are both scholars, having a good job does not mean that everything will be much better if God does not want to. Besides this child is already in your stomach, inevitably we have to accept it. After all, do you not feel sorry, this child is with you, he hears what we say, can feel your feelings. The happy hormone from the mother can affect the fetus, as well as sadness. Poor our son. Since I was in the womb already depressed because she did not like her mother." I stroked Dinda's stomach slowly.
"Iiiihh, who doesn't like. I always wanted to have a sister, but Umi and Abah did not give. Know now will have a baby I'm happy, happy. But also sad, afraid of not being able to give the best for him" said Dinda.
"You take it easy, I as the husband and father-to-be InshaAllah will be responsible to both of you. I will try to take care of and meet your needs. InshaAllah." I promised Dihya
"But you are a reliable man. I like you more!" dinda said with a flirtatious smile.
Anxious to see his expression, so I again pinched his slightly cuby cheeks slowly so that he did not feel pain.
"Our life will be perfect after this child is born. I can't wait another seven to eight months to see, like our boy or girl, her face like mine or yours?" said Dinda while holding my hand.
"Maybe look like me." I said
"Why? am I ugly?" reply Dinda.
"No, no one said you were like that. You're the most beautiful woman I've ever met."
"But later I will likely become fat, skin can breakouts, not beautiful anymore."
"Devil!" just now Dinda wanted to hug me, but the sight of the mothers who were queuing up waiting for the obstetrician's call nullified her intentions. I was ready to welcome him in my arms. "Udah. Come home. Not good to see!" take Dinda who dragged me to the hospital parking lot. While I pretended not to care, continued to stick to Dinda until she finally upset herself.
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The plan, tomorrow afternoon after college, Dinda and I will go to Abah and Umi's house to inform about Dinda's pregnancy. But tonight my parents called, asking us to come.
It's night. I thought, if there's nothing important Abah and Umi can't call us. That's why we both went down that night.
Up there, I found Umi with puffy eyes. Abah did not tell us what really happened, if possible we were only asked to come tonight.
"Umi why?" ask me on Umi who came back crying to see my arrival. "Well, umi why?" I asked, when I didn't even get an answer from umi.
"Himai ... Abah must tell you that PT travel umrah and Hajj that Abah and Umi manage are now in debt. It's due. It's likely that from tomorrow his office will be closed" Abah said.
"Without debt how, Bah?" I still can't digest what really happened. All I know is that Abah and Umi don't owe anyone anything, much less what could cause them to lose their only source of our family's sustenance. Both of my parents were the type of people who avoided debt. As much as possible to avoid, but why now even this way, if until it can make bankruptcy PT must be not a little debt.
"PT has a billion rupiah debt dependency, Dihya." Abah who was originally strong now also his voice trembled.
"What's really going on, Bah? Tell Dihya." I said, embracing Abah's shoulder. I hope the burden of sadness will be gone.
Abah began to tell with a still trembling voice. About five years ago, due to the crisis, travel Umrah and Hajj Abah business suffered a setback. Until one year did not send pilgrims, while those who had ordered also canceled. As a result there is no income until finally experiencing minus.
At that time I remember very well, to cover expenses including a decent salary of employees, Abah and Umi to the confusion. All ludes savings, including umi jewelry.
Just then, Dinda's parents extended a helping hand. Assist Abah's business by lending capital. They also helped promote cooperation for parents of students and volunteers. As a guarantee, the unkind Abah gives the company papers.
All is still going well until finally Dinda died, then his brother married again to someone who knows the ins and outs of boarding school. Somehow the story, his brother Dinda mortgaged the certificate, he also embezzled the congregation funds. Until now there have been counted two hundred pilgrims who have been registered but the money has never been deposited on Abah and Umi. Last afternoon, representatives of the prospective congregation came to my parents after not meeting Dinda's father. They demand that it be set off this month as well or that the money be returned.
Abah and Umi have tried to contact Dinda's brother, but have not succeeded. Even Abah's man who looked there stated that two days after Dinda got married, Abah and her stepmother had left the boarding school.