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"Mas, where are we going?" Dara asked when the car driven by Wira went out of the path of the way home.
"We're going to the hospital where I work. Yesterday you went to check yourself without my company, now I want to make sure with my own eyes about your condition and also our baby," explained Wira beaming.
"But it's Saturday now? is there a specialist in practice?" ask Dara.
"Died forced my friend to come and I did. I called him before we got home and now he's waiting at the hospital. I want my wife and son to be treated by the best doctors and most importantly the doctors must be women." Wira emphasized his last words.
"Why indeed? Men or women are the same, right? what's important is the obstetrician?" polo said.
"Because I would die of jealousy if another man touched my wife's body even if it was for medical purposes only. Anyway the people involved in your handling should all be women. Starting from the doctor, the assistant doctor is also the nurse and I have prepared everything," he said not to be denied.
"Basic possessive!" the pale-skinned beauty grumbled, but Wira instead laughed crisply at the swearing of his wife.
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"Friends forger! Ye know? I was even in a hurry to come here because you said there was an emergency, when it was the responsibility of drilling a well with my husband. If it doesn't matter, watch out!" grumbled a female doctor of Wira's age.
"Upps. It was an emergency and it was urgent that I called you. Raisa, meet my wife. I want you to make sure it's contained." Wira sighed the tailed Dara behind her to stand side by side with her.
"What's? your wife? got pregnant? since when?" The doctor named Raisa shouted in surprise.
"I asked you to come to check on my wife's condition, not interrogate me" Wira protested.
"All right, let's check it out now. Please lie down Madame Wira," she ordered to Dara.
Wira always stood at the side of the bed while holding Dara's hand. Raisa checks carefully including using an ultrasound to see the baby in Dara's womb.
"Wow, tokcer is also the nurse. Congratulations Wiraaaaa. You will finally become a father. She's seven weeks old, mom and baby are in good health." The short-haired obstetrician cheered congratulation when he saw the reflection of the USG screen.
"Thanks Sa,"Wire. Then without warning he kissed Dara's face lovingly evaporate all his happiness as if it did not matter that in the practice room there was still Raisa.
"Heyy... Doctor Wiraaa. This is a hospital not your room! Maen sosor!" decak Raisa is upset.
"But, just disturb." Wira stopped his activities while Dara's face was almost cooked as red as a tomato because Wira memesranya do not know the place.
"Now, please sit down. I'll explain in detail the condition of your wife."
Wira leads Dara to get out of bed and invites her to sit in the chair that has been provided.
"Everything is good, no problem whatsoever. If there is a phase of nausea and vomiting that is common, have you experienced nausea vomiting lately?" Raisa asked Dara.
"I didn't vomit, just felt as if my stomach acid was rising until it was painful and uncomfortable" Dara replied.
"Alright, I'll prescribe vitamins and just in case I add nausea medication as well."
"Sa, if you're young pregnant like this, is it still safe if I look at my son every day?" asked Wira blakan who was greeted Dara pinching on her muscular stomach.