Pura-Pura Jodoh
Five Weeks

After doing USG, Rainer stated that there was no need to do a curettage. Lula's uterus is clean. There is no network left by the prospective children Lula and Frans.

Lula did not realize, because her pregnancy had just entered the age of 5 weeks. Rainer continued to comfort Lula. Although Lula is his daughter, but as much as possible be professional, like a doctor with patients.

As a result of the examination, now Lula realized that Frans already knew—if she had a miscarriage. While trying to steal a glance towards Frans, there was clearly a hue of sadness on his face.

They spent the night in the hospital. Rainer just let Lula home after her blood pressure returned to normal.

At eleven p.m., Lula was already transferred to the treatment room. Soon Rainer had permission to go home, because Zahira had already called him.

Now the rest of them both. Both Lula and Frans, have not had a good conversation. Frans is still preoccupied with his phone screen. He told Ibnu about Lula's condition. He gave the job so that the man could buy a wheelchair.

Lula is still awake. His eyes glared towards the ceiling of the room. Really sorry today—udah cracked feet, plus lost my future child! Cracks can be treated, if the baby? it can't be reversed. Lula silently shed her tears. His body immediately turned to Frans who was still busy with a flat object in his hand.

For almost five minutes Lula was still in the same position. The pillow was wet, the tears had not stopped flowing.

"Sleep you must be tired!" Frans swung his steps towards Lula. "Is it still a stomachache, honey?"

Lula answered with a weak head, without even changing her position. That instant he also felt his bed shaken. Before long his body felt the warmth from Frans' hands. The man hugged her, not so tightly but quite made his heart calm down a bit. Slowly the pain in his chest was not as bad as it was.

Frans let the atmosphere like this for a moment. Silent, and the longer he could feel his heartbeat calm down, his fear seemed to melt, just by touching and smelling the scent of Lula's body.

"I'm sorry .." lirih Frans. "I'm the one who doesn't care about you. Pregnant wife I don't know! I've been busy for a few weeks with work." Frans's hug tightened when she found out Lula was crying, her fingers moved to clean up Lula's hair covering her face. "Don't be sad! We can make it again. That's a lot, the funny thing is just as rich as you."

"What are the characteristics of pregnancy? Lula doesn't understand, Dad? if you understand for sure Lula will be careful!" lula's breath sounded short - her long cry was short. And that makes Frans half crazy.

"Shuttt yes, no! I understand and I know that you are very nervous about being careless so no wonder if you lack attention to yourself."

Lula's cry became more and more. Frans' speech sounded like a joke. But it felt so jleebb hit his chest. To be honest, Lula thought about the age of that man who was almost called elderly. What if it's been 40 years but he can't breed. It must be Lula who will feel guilty.

"Udah, well Lula .. don't cry anymore! your voice is so ugly!" Trying to turn Lula's body around. But it felt really heavy, Lula's body was so stiff. "I'll take it to a psychiatrist later you see!" threaten her.

"I'm crazy!" lula said with her cry.

"No, you're crazy. But me! I'd go crazy seeing you like this!"

Lula turned around, beating Frans' chest to the fullest. The man seemed willing to be a place of emotional overflow Lula. Long enough, even Frans felt his chest getting congested Lula's horn was reluctant to stop lashing out.

"Cup, Cup! already! It'll be beautiful to lose."

"Emang Lula is pretty?"

"Beauty is that Madame Frans Agung Pagara should be beautiful. Like you!" rayunya while tightening his embrace at Lula's waist. Now they are facing each other, sharing their breath and seeing each other. "Udah yes .. Don't be sad anymore! Shame on the nurse!" Frans helped dry Lula's cheeks with her fingers. "You're on vacation?" the bargain after feeling Lula was much better than before.

"My feet still hurt."

Frans only realized that Lula was not able to walk, due to a fractured leg. "Wait for your feet to heal first. Where do you want to go, Abroad or Domestic?"

"To the planet Mars!"

"So seriously I'm going to Mars!" repeat Lula.

"You're cravings, huh? eh salah—ngidam is special for pregnant people. You are not pregnant."

Lula hates the phrase that just came out of Frans' lips. He refused to answer, choosing to go deeper and deeper into Frans' chest. Until a moment passed the VIP room of Ramones Hospital was filled only by the sobs of Lula.

Frans who felt guilty chose to close his eyes, he was afraid of mispronouncing again.

Lula fell asleep from crying. Frans who was still awake kissed more and more in Lula's hair. Soon he also fell asleep following Lula who had already entered the dream world.

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At exactly ten in the morning, Rainer re-entered the room Lula occupied. He made regular visits to all inpatients. And this time, it was her daughter's room.

After doing the examination. Rainer breathed a sigh of relief.

"Lula can go home, can't you?" lula asked, not understanding the reaction Rainer gave.

"Can. But keep the condition. Do not do strenuous activities first," the message while glancing towards Frans. As if to warn her friend to know himself; do not ask Lula to serve him.

"Did you know that Lula was pregnant and miscarried, Dad?"

Rainer shakes. "Dad doesn't want your mother to stress over your condition."

"Thank God, better not be told."

Rainer nodded his head in approval of his daughter's request. "Lula, but you can come home later in the afternoon, right? or you take Lula to Frans' house!" pinta Rainer, turned to stare at Frans who faithfully sat on the sofa.

Frans drew his gaze towards Rainer. "Why? Any events?"

"Hum, it—mama Oca, make a home study event." Rainer replied, from the tone of his voice it was clear that the man was hesitant to convey it to Lula.

Lula looked down inside. She understands that Mother Zahira is pregnant for sure this is a four-month study event.

"But—but, if indeed Lula is still limp, Don't force it."

"Lula will come, Dad. But, Lula come home first!" sela Lula when Frans was about to answer Rainer's invitation.

"Okay. We'll come!" Frans made it clear again.

After Rainer leaves, Frans moves Lula's body to a wheelchair, intending to take her home before she takes part in an afternoon of classes at her in-laws' house.

In the car Frans felt that he had tried hard to comfort Lula. But his wife, still loyal to the silence. In fact, when he played the song that Lula used to sing. The woman still locked her mouth tightly. With a look out the window.

"Dad, if I didn't run yesterday. Maybe I won't miscarry?"

Now Frans knows, if his wife is still in the welding phase. "Sorry is useless, Lula. Since everything has happened, all you need to do is to—how to change your attitude so that such a thing will never happen again."