Aksara For Arsyilla
Swing Mood!
Several days have passed, this weekend morning Aksara took his wife for a morning walk in the park area which is a few meters in the direction of his apartment. Although actually Arsyilla is so mager and just want to be in the room only. However, the pregnant woman finally complied with her husband for a morning walk in the park area near the apartment.
“Morning walk to be healthy, Honey,” said Aksara this time.
“While I'm a mager,” said Arsyilla while following her husband was walking.
Seen Aksara who glanced at Arsyilla's face, “Bumilku is so pregnant like mager deh. Befriend the same bed,” jokes from Aksara this time.
Indeed, pregnant people are innate, while Arsyilla herself actually became a mager and likes to be friends with the bed. As if so getting a clean, soft bed, plus a cold AC makes Arsyilla so fond of lying on the bed.
“Bring the baby may be, Brother,” said Arsyilla.
It can be said because Arsyilla friends who have been pregnant, once told that sometimes the baby we carry has its own birth. Arsyilla uses it as an answer that might make him lazy to move or mageran is the baby.
“Cash? Dedek baby make Mother Mageran well? Come on, baby with passion so that your Mother is also healthy,” reply Aksara this time.
Actually, not only did the mager make Arsyilla lazy everywhere, but in Jakarta, the morning was already so hot. So that indeed Arsyilla feels that it is better to be in his apartment unit. Viewing the panorama of the city of Jakarta from the window of the super large room in the unit, and doing activities in his apartment.
Until finally, Arsyilla who had been walking for a while with her husband was slowly wiping the sweat that began to wet her forehead.
“Sit first yuk Kak,” invite Arsyilla this time.
Aksara nodded, the man took his wife's hand and took her to sit on one of the white park benches in the park.
“You have breakfast? There are several sellers,” point Aksara to some sellers who sell along the park.
“Bentar Kak .. still tired. Where only 08.00 am is already hot like gini. Want to go occasionally to a cool place that,” complained Arsyilla this time.
“You want to take a walk? Baby moon yuk, to Jogjakarta,” take Aksara this time to his wife.
Arsyilla smiled and nodded her head slightly. Actually, he also wants to take a walk. It's just that it hasn't been a semester break, so Arsyilla still has to teach. In addition, the pregnancy is only at the age of 9 weeks, it is still not safe to fly with a young pregnancy. Too risky and risky.
“Wait for the second trimester only Kak .. lest if the plane ride is safe,” replied Arsyilla.
“Yes already, second trimester yes later we babymoon both. If his father wants to nengokin dedek baby can not Honey?” ask Aksara suddenly.
Suddenly Arsyilla widened her eyes and looked at her husband, “Isshss, in a public place, said like Kak,” Arsyilla complained at that time.
However, Aksara was just being cute and also spreading her shoulders, “Kan just asked, Honey. It's been a few weeks. Her father dedek a dizzy baby,” suhut Aksara this time.
Not angry, in fact Arsyilla actually laughed. It was so funny to hear her husband complaining of dizziness.
“Hold yes Dad ... later if control again to the Doctor, mending ask directly,” reply Arsyilla.
“Malu dong Honey asked so. You are yah?” Presumably Aksara was inviting his wife to negotiate together and asked him to ask Dr. Rinta when the pregnancy check later.
“Ogah .. Brother dong who asked, I'm embarrassed,” said Arsyilla now.
“I'm also shy, Honey,” Reply Aksara quickly.
“Ya already, if you do not want to ask yes fasting just continue,” replied Arsyilla this time with ketus.
Mood swing is a mood or feeling that changes. Usually pregnant women will more often experience mood swings because of the increased production of estrogen and progesterone hormones in the body that make the feeling of pregnant women more capricious.
“Udah .. no need to manyun so. I was just kidding. It's just ahyun anyway,” said Aksara this time.
Feeling that his wife's feelings were changing, Aksara tried to calm her. He asked his wife not to be a manyun anymore.
“Abis nyebelin,” says Arsyilla.
“Nyebelin how? I was wrong, huh? Sorry well,” reply Aksara quickly.
“Passing in an open place chatting like that anyway? Shame Sister,” complained Arsyilla this time.
Not wanting his wife to get angry and end up crashing, Aksara then grasped the tanga of his wife.
“Sorry yeah .. Don't sulk anymore. You just got a mood swing, Honey? Usually I joke is also okay,” reply Aksara this time.
Because, what Aksara thinks now because of the hormonal turmoil that is often experienced by pregnant women who make his wife into a mood swing. Of course Aksara knows because before studying Architectural Engineering, Aksara had been a medical student. At least in theory, Aksara had studied it.
This time Arsyilla was just silent, carrying both of her hands side-by-side in front of her chest. It was as if the pregnant woman was ignoring her husband.
“Back yuk to the apartment? Later I make fried rice for you,” said Aksara this time.
Hearing the word ‘Nasi Goreng’ seems to make Arsyilla swallow her own saliva. There is a sense of wanting to enjoy the fried rice made by her husband that tastes good.
“Yuk,” sahut Arsyilla quickly.
In the heart of the characters smiled. Next time it seems that Aksara has to be more patient so that his wife is no longer a manyun and turns into a snack like this.
“Waituin dong, Honey .. path do not hurry,” complained Aksara this time.
“Buruan, hot,” said Arsyilla while carrying her palm to cover her forehead. His eyes were glazed with the scorching morning sunlight.
Aksara also accelerated his footsteps to be able to catch up with his wife. As soon as he reached Arsyilla, Aksara immediately grabbed his wife's hand and held it.
"I love you, Mother. Bumilnya me .. do not sulk again well," said Aksara this time. It was as if Aksara was trying to relieve the annoyance that Arsyilla was feeling at this time.
"Hmm, yes," Arsyilla replied quickly.
"So forgive?" ask Aksara.
"Hmm" said Arsyilla.
"So cooked fried rice?" ask Aksara again.
"Hmm" said Arsyilla.
"So, can I nengokin deduct a baby?" ask Aksara this time.
Unfortunately for the last question there is no answer from Arsyilla. There was precisely Arsyilla reward pinch on her husband's waist. One small pinch that made Aksara like getting an ant bite to make the man stir and wipe his waist.