Will Never Let You Go

Will Never Let You Go
Hospital


A week after her return from her honeymoon to the Maldives, Ara was suddenly unconscious when preparing her husband's clothes that were about to go to work. The doctor said that the cause of Ara fainted because the woman was exhausted because she was now two-bodied.


Aye! At the age of her marriage just yesterday even a month Ara tested positive for pregnancy and currently her gestational age is entering the sixth week, aka already one and a half months.


Luckily Darma had enough knowledge and the doctor also explained so he did not prejudge his wife. Because, there are so many men out there who easily accuse his wife of cheating because the age of the womb is more than the age of marriage. In fact, the age of the womb is calculated from the last time a woman menstruates, not from when the first or last time a woman has sex.


"Maas ...." Ara called for a while after opening her eyes and the doctor had just left after examining her.


"Yes, Honey?" Without letting go of his hand, Darma replied.


"What did you hear the doctor say?"


Darma nodded, then brought his face closer to only a few centimeters from his wife's face. "Yes, I'm horrified all."


"I'm pregnant, Mas. I'm pregnant ...." His eyes seemed to be glazed with a line of smiles between disbelief and pleasure.


"Yes, you're pregnant." This time Darma really did not give distance. His nose was swiped against Ara's nose. His eyes turned red and a single tear fell.


They cried happily while hugging.


"You want to say, yes. I must have done it." Darma spoke again after his embrace was released.


"Haus. Wanna drink."


"Yes." Yeah." Darma helps Ara to sit down, then takes a glass of mineral water that is in the nightstand.


Ara smiled as she accepted it. "Mas," called out to him while putting the glass in its place.


"Yes?"


"Mothers are the same Father ...."


"Udah. Mama told me too and they said they wanted to come here."


Right after Darma said so, the VIP classroom's outpatient door was knocked. Darma rushes to open the door and her father and mother-in-law appear.


Pak Narto and Bu Ata immediately approached his daughter who was still sitting leaning on the bed.


"Where's it feel, Ra?" ask the worried mother.


"Udah better. It was checked again and everything was good."


"Eat a lot, yeah. Nausea?"


Ara shakes.


"Yes, great. In the past, pregnant women nausea until nothing can enter. Want to eat kedondong until your father is looking to the outskirts of Solo. That's aja kedondongnya not yet mateng, but his name kepengen, yes, eaten." Bu Ata's story is long.


"The water is not eaten." Pak Narto straightened out.


"Yes, her teeth are gritting. It's so small." Ata couldn't accept being cornered like that by her own husband.


Darma chuckles to see her in-laws fighting for the first time.


Ara turned to him, and said, "If I have a weird cravings later, you want to not nurutin?"


"Can't tell you that. I'll definitely do it all."


Ara mangosteen happy.


"Darma has eaten?" ask Ms. Ata.


"No, Ma. Not even thinking. I immediately panicked to see Ara faint in front of the closet."


"Eat first. I brought this same liquet rice in a small thermos of hot sweet tea." Ata opened the small bag that was carried and took out the contents to be placed on the table in the room.


"Would you eat?" Darma offered Ara.


"Can. It's still half ten. You get a new meal later at noon. I'm a bribe, huh?"


Finally Ara nodded. After all, where strong he held back hunger while the others deliciously ate liquet rice.


"Eat. What to eat, don't be so picky." Mr. Narto advised.


"Yes. What matters is not the danger to you as the baby. Don't eat instant food first." Ma added.


Darma keeps glancing at Ara with a slanted smile. "Mother, really," she said, remembering that last week, Ara had cooked instant noodles twice a night.


"Yesn ...." With a face, Ara answered.


"Later we buy healthy ingredients that are easy to cook so you feel good when the nights are hungry."


"Yes." Yeah." Ara carved out a line of happy smiles. Happy to have a husband like Darma who pays a lot of attention to him.


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Selly just came with Bima an hour later. Which makes Pak Narto and Bu Ata who already want to go home forced to last longer. It's also not good that the new busan arrived and left. The effect is like not getting along. They shake hands and ask each other for news before then Selly permission to see Ara up close.


"Ara, how is she doing now? Mama was immediately worried when Darma told you that you were in the hospital. Where no one wants to go so it's late."


"I'm better, Ma. Thanks, yeah, it's here."


Selly exhaled a long breath. "Ara don't be sad about Mama, yeah. Oh, yeah, Mama just brought this. His abis was so confused by the thought since he was home." Selly put a large yellow plastic bag that read "Mandarijn Orion".


"Yes. Thanks again, Ma."


Selly's gaze then fell on his eldest son who was standing across the bed. "Dar, you can't, you know, yeah, you make Ara tired again. Mama doesn't want anything to happen to your daughter-in-law and future granddaughter."


"Yes, once every three days there is also someone who comes to clean the house."


"Yes, if that's the case, but Mama's sure that Ara cape isn't because of that, but because you keep asking."


"Ask what, Ma?" Bima who had been silent.


"Huh! This is again a doctor who pretends not to know!" Selly's getting upset.


Aye! After graduating High School, Bima decided to enter the medical faculty.


Darma and Bima are just grinning.


"Yes, it will be reduced. Her name is also the newlywed." Darma answered lightly, while Ara was already lowered in shame.


"What kind of conversation is this!" the woman grumbled.


"Holiday first! If you are still pregnant young, it is vulnerable. Anyway until Ara does anything else, Mama will take her home. Let's just keep you home alone."


"Have a son! Can't!" Quickly Darma refuted.


"Yes, that's why it's taken care of. Tuh, look there's still Ara's parents. No way, Dar!"


"Yes, Ma. I don't have it either, lah. Me, you know, pol and Ara." Darma kissed the crest of the old Ara's head in front of everyone, rubbing her hair, without any shame.


Ara's face was red, embarrassed and happy with her husband's treatment of her. Likewise, those who witness are also happy to see their children united in marriage with the right person.


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