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Dimitri was speechless listening to all the doctors' explanations of Rania's gynecology.
"Everything is good, the fetus and the mother are healthy, there is nothing to worry about. It's just that the ups and downs of the mood can affect the emotions of pregnant women at this time," said obstetrician named Reyhan.
"What cravings include pregnancy disorders as well?"
"What's? cravings?" the doctor with my hair and glasses laughed a little.
"That's just a suggestion, because pregnancy also affects the psychology of pregnant women so yes, ..."
"What will be bad if the request of pregnant women is not followed?" all of you he asked, because he did not get a definite answer from his parents about this illogical problem, and it made him feel upset.
"Nothing, and if everything you've heard about cravings, it's all just a myth" explains Dr. Reyhan.
"Well, what did I say?" he turned to Rania who was focusing on the photo of his ultrasound just a moment ago. He looked at her as if in disbelief.
"But it is because of the psychological state that is easy to go up and down, so we should keep it stable by not causing emotional spikes and so on."
"Can that be a problem?"
"Of course you can. In one case, a spike in emotion could lead to a miscarriage or abnormalities in the fetus, and that's more worrying than the result of the unfulfilled cravings themselves."
"Due, ..." Dimitri looked at the doctor. "What should be done so that the emotional surge does not occur?" then he asked.
"Yes, keep it stable. Creating a conducive environment and of course happy for pregnant women."
"All right, ...
"Well then, I have prescribed drugs and vitamins as well as supporting supplements so that the baby is healthier and the content is stronger. Like his mother was strong on the track." the doctor smiled.
"Doctors know me?" Rania reacts.
"You know, you're that racer, right? Rania Yudhishthira. I feel familiar, but I doubt it. I don't think it was Rania." The doctor laughed.
"Mmc ...
"Darguably yes, yesterday's race had to have an incident? but you finished first, right?" the conversation continues.
"Ah, .. yes, about that ...
"And after being pregnant forced to fakum from the race huh? it's a pity."
Dimitri frowned.
"Something the doctor should choose. Another race could still be." Rania answered.
"Well then, don't forget the medicine and vitamins are spent huh? hopefully always healthy" said the doctor and finally the couple left.
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"Have you known that doctor before?" they were on their way home in the afternoon.
"Udah." Rania answered.
"How come? know where?"
"Yes in the hospital, just now. But yesterday had acquaintances first in whatsapp pas same csnya hospital told to choose to consult with whom." the woman was still at home staring at the photo of the results of USG in his hand. She couldn't stop smiling because her heart was happy, knowing the four-week-old creature inside her womb was fine.
"When's the chat? how do I not know?" Dimitri tilted his head. It just so happened that the car stopped because the red light in front of it was on.
His heart suddenly felt angry after listening to the conversation between his wife and a gynecologist a moment before.
"Yesterday afternoon, I remember that it was time to check up, yes I called the hospital first to make an appointment." the woman looked up.
"Is there a problem, huh?"
Dimitri was silent.
Then Rania came back on her USG photo, and with her smartphone she took the picture several times. Then send it to the number of the father who has since replied to him.
Rania smiled occasionally to read a message from her father who was happy after seeing a photo of USG prospective grandchildren. Dimitri watched her with dislike.
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They arrive home shortly after, and Rania immediately climbs into her room on the upper floor.
"No, pa. I'm fine." Rania heard talking on the balcony of their room, and Dimitri quietly listened. Apparently the woman was playing a telephon ria which is estimated with Angga.
Wanna complain? inner mumbling.
"Yes, just check up abis same USG right?"
"...
"Just like Dimitri, who else? the same time with ayam geprek?" Rania sounded laughing.
"...
"good. He's busy, but he's always gagging me if I need anything."
"...
"Yes, okay papa."
" ...
"Okay, I'll remember." then the conversation ended.
The woman looked dumbfounded, then she looked back at her phone screen and typed something there. Maybe a message or something.
Dimitri retreated as Rania was seen walking back to their room. The man quickly dropped his butt on the bed and immediately turned on the television.
Then Rania walked past her towards the bathroom after putting her phone on the pillow. He sounded like he was cleaning himself for a while.
At times Dimitri glanced at the woman's cell phone, then turned to the tightly closed bathroom door and the sound of water flowing from her shower. He grabbed the object, curious about what Rania had done.
Nothing suspicious actually, and he also hesitated, but still he was curious.
The main goal is of course the chat application, he thought there would be a lot of things he found in there. And sure enough, the conversation with Angga is the most recent.
Dimitri continued to read it all the way down, until he found a conversation that made his heart slip.
"Just a chicken, buy ajalah."
"Yes, it's the same Dimitri."
"What is Capucino's cinca?"
"Udah was also yesterday." followed by an emot smile.
"Thank God, don't let papa's grandchildren drool because of your will he didn't participate huh?"
"No, the papa's a concern."
"Dih, papi." followed emot mockingly.
"Let's cool reward." with emot laugh.
"If it's only been four weeks, what's the baby?"
"So it looks, at most as big as a pea."
"Hahaha, a seed of a pea?"
"Who was that?"
"Yes too." followed by emot laughing again.
"That means the peas are two dong, right twins?"
"Ah, .. Yes really."
"As the pea seeds are real, don't install? so that it can grow well. It gets bigger and bigger, and it can still be harvested."
"Estrictly vegetable?"
"Take it that way."
Then some laughing emotes Rania sent again.
Dimitri glanced at the bathroom door that was still tightly closed, then he switched on the other chat once the chat with Angga was finished. And this time it was Galang's contact number that he read.
"Lang, don't tell me anything about the hens you brought this morning?"
"Why indeed?"
"Papa just don't know about it. I don't want to be runyam. Know for yourself papa how. And only these weeks has her attitude softened with my husband."
"Oh, .. okay."
"Yes promise?"
"Who are you kayaking to. Your secret is calm with me."
"So, not a secret. It's just not important for papa to know. Poor Dimitri too if later papa's attitude changes again."
"Yes oneeeeng."
Dimitri sighed deeply, there was a sudden sense of guilt. He has obviously made a mistake, and this is serious.
She immediately put Rania's phone back in place when she realized that the bathroom door was slowly opening, and she came out refreshed. Wearing his shirt and shorts as usual.
"Aren't you going to take a shower?" Rania asked.
"Mm .. in a moment."
"OK." the woman got into bed while combing her hair to make it more tidy.
He checked his phone, then put it on the nightstand.
Dimitri then got up and intended to walk towards the bathroom when Rania called out to him.
"Which?"
"Yes?" the man turned around.
"Sorry," he said.
"Why?"
"If these few days my demeanor is sweet."
Dimitri poked his lips.
"Maybe what the doctor said earlier was true.My hormones that go up and down affect my mood, so I get angry constantly, and mutebelin also."
Dimitri was approaching.
"I'm sorry if it made you feel sick" said Rania again. "Hardly I was hard to change, but I promise I will try." he continued, who then crawled to the end of the bed so that their distance was so close, and he sat with both knees resting on the bed.
"So, don't give up on my attitude huh? I just need some time." And she immediately burst into her husband's arms.
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