I'm Not a Mandul Wife
Happy and Secret

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The next day, a bright morning seemed to begin to shine a light on the universe. After spending a long time last night with her husband, Maharani is now seen coming out of the room to go to the kitchen. Yes, the woman began to display a smile on her face with her hair still looking damp. As she used to do every morning, Maharani would prepare breakfast for her husband before leaving for work. Upon arrival in the kitchen, the Maharani's arrival was immediately warmly welcomed by Aunt Mei who had been there first.

"Cie, cie, Mba Rani is happy again huh?" goda Aunt Mei made a red hue begin to converge on both cheeks of the Maharani.

"Ih Aunt. When am I sad?" maharani's reply ended a question with pursed lips.

"Yesterday Mba a very tangled day rich kite broke up. If you see Mba's expression yesterday, Auntie is like looking at Kinan who is hurt by being betrayed by Aris, her husband."

"Who is that, Bi? And Aris, our neighbor next to Bu Joko's house, right?" tanya Maharani tried to clarify what was said by Aunt Mei who currently seemed to be holding back her laughter.

"This MBA is really outdated, the time does not know the movie that is booming again. That's what Lydia has as her actor. Anyway, the aunt if you've seen the movie was really jolly, feel like mukul tuh Lydia the same Aris." angered Aunt Mei who made the Empress even more clueless about what the housekeeper was talking about.

While the Empress was watching everything that Aunt Mei was talking about, suddenly something crept up and filled the woman's throat. Makes the Maharani feel like spewing something.

"Auntie, why am I nauseous?" ask the Empress while watching her surroundings. He saw his assistant cutting chicken.

"Mba Rani, why? Mba, it hurts?" Aunt Mei also began to feel anxious about the Maharani's condition that began to turn pale.

"No idea, Bi. I'll go to the toilet first!" The maharani stepped in haste. Making Aunt Mei immediately remembered the experience 30 years ago when she gave birth to a child.

"Is Mba Rani pregnant?" aunt Mei asked concluded from what she saw.

Now the middle-aged woman started to smile. He is happy when what he thinks is reality. But right now, he himself did not know the truth.

"I'd better tell Vania's mom." Aunt May started to walk away. Leaving the cooking activity after turning off the fire on the gas stove that was burning.

Meanwhile inside the toilet, the Empress kept spewing something from her throat. Pain that seems to pull the muscles in the abdomen. Not to mention the heat that was currently so felt in his throat, further tormenting Maharani.

"Oh my God, why am I? Did I catch a cold because I was late for bed, huh?" tanya Maharani tried to guess something that happened to her.

After a few minutes, the Maharani's body felt weakened. His head began to pulsate to make both legs seem difficult to support his body. "Oh my God, I feel like I'm gonna faint."

That limp body instantly collapsed. But fortunately, just before the Maharani actually fell Dion came at the right moment and immediately grabbed his wife's body.

"Ran, what's wrong with you?" asked Dion while clutching the Maharani's body tightly.

Maharani's reply made Dion begin to develop smiles from both corners of his lips. The thing that made the woman feel strange because instead of worrying, Dion instead showed the opposite facial expression.

"Why are you even happy to hear that I'm sick, Mom? I'm sick, you know, Mas" protested the Empress who was still in Dion's power. At the moment, he is still unable to stand on his own two feet.

"Hopefully I'm right, baby. Anyway, today you come with me to the clinic! We check your condition there. You see I can't do it at home because there's no equipment I need here."

"What the hell do you mean? Why should I come to the clinic? I was the most just in the wind, Mas. So you don't have to worry about it!" rebut Maharani who tried to be okay by trying to stand in front of her husband. However, all of this is not in accordance with what he had in mind. The woman's body was back in the dune and Dion was again able to catch her.

"Dear, don't force it! Let me carry you first to the living room!" With all his might, Dion grabbed the Maharani's body and lifted it. Now the man began to slowly walk towards the living room.

Meanwhile, Maharani just stared at her husband's shady face with a million question marks about the meaning of the words that Dion had spoken.

"Why should I go to the clinic? What the hell is Dion thinking?" maharani muttered feeling strange.

"Alhamdulillah yes, dear. Looks like you're pregnant, but I'm still not 100% sure%. Let's just hope this is all true, Ran," said Dion expectantly with both eyes that already looked glazed.

The Maharani's daydreams instantly crumbled, upon hearing all the words spoken by Dion. Something that was truly capable of shaking his heart until a mouthful of sadness immediately sprouted in his eye fertilizer and prepared to drip.

"Oh my God, my. Is it true that I'm pregnant?" maharani replied still not fully believing what he heard.

"That's it, we'd better pray. Hopefully what we both dream of can be realized soon."

The Maharani now began to pray with great earnestness. The prayer that he always prayed for each of himself was broken. Pray that the woman can get pregnant and feel the happiness of having a child from her own womb.

Meanwhile, Aunt Mei's footsteps suddenly came to a halt in front of Anindya's room, as she saw the little girl being coughed repeatedly.

"Anin, what's wrong with you?" ask Aunt Mei to feel anxious.

The sudden arrival of Aunt Mei makes Anindya quickly hide the tissue she already uses behind her body. Wipes that contained blood spots, making white tissue that was still in the grasp of the little girl's hand seemed to be filled with red.

"Aunt May, there's no need to know all this. I didn't want to make everyone anxious because I thought of me," Anindya's inner self decided to hide her long-standing illness.

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