Bitter Tongue In-Law
15. Husband Wife Like Clothes

"I'm okay. Just a lack of rest. Looks like my situation has improved. I'm going to go home. Thanks for bringing me here. Give my regards to Bianca." Nuna lowered her legs to get out of bed. As much as possible he balances his legs so as not to fall. It feels banged on the sidewalk enough to make his head dizzy.

Nuna managed to step up to the door. Bian deliberately kept silent and just stared at the woman walking slowly. He wanted to know what happened to that careless woman.

Nuna's hand managed to press the door handle and at the same time she almost fell back down. Fortunately there was one puskesmas officer who happened to want to enter the room and managed to save Nuna from falling.

"Bak's still limp, don't go anywhere first."

"I'm pregnant, that's why I'm limp."

"But not this weak. She is not one or two months pregnant. Please rest first. Blood pressure is too low. That's what causes excessive dizziness. It's not just the impact that makes you dizzy." The nurse forced Nuna to go back to rest.

The woman simply lowered her head to the floor, she was too embarrassed to linger with Bian. The trouble between them was enough to leave him faceless before the man.

"Father of her husband, how can you let your wife stress especially in a state of pregnancy like this. My wife is also too tired. Fortunately, her baby survived. Please take care of his wife, sir."

"Mom, she's mom...."

"Yes, I'll take care of it. Thank you, "cut Bian down quickly so that the officer doesn't talk further.

Bian threw his sharp gaze towards Nuna after the officer's departure. Between fear and shame, Nuna again lowered her gaze.

"Actually I really don't want to care about you. But you're in trouble and as a fellow human being, I want you to share with me. What's the matter, Nuna? What the hell's going on? I've never found a pregnant woman as reckless as you. Whatever you do why do you always endanger yourself and your fetus? At least if..."

Bian's nagging came to a halt because he heard faintly the sobbing from the woman in front of him. It made Bian realize that he was too hard with the woman, and finally terbesit regret he felt.

"Don't cry, you hear me, can't be stressed. At least think of your son."

Nuna wiped her tears and looked up a little. He realized that they were facing each other. Aware of his stupidity, he immediately raised his feet to the bed and sat facing the wall.

"I'm okay, Bian. I've been a little jarring lately, probably because of hormones. Maybe it's also what's stressful for me, really not because of anything."

"You think I'm stupid? It doesn't hurt if you tell me a little bit about your problems to reduce your burden. Maybe I can't help her, but at least you can feel more relieved for bringing out what you should have. Hiding the problem alone is not good, if you can find a way out it may be okay. But, you sometimes also need someone else to listen to his advice. It's not a big sin if you tell me a little bit about your problems. We are social, independent and as strong as we are. We still need someone else."

"As you know, Bian. I have a problem with my husband. I'll expose his disgrace if I tell anyone else. You must have heard the phrase that the wife is the clothes of the husband. And vice versa."

Should he come to their house? Although never been there. She but has explained her case and there is no good reception from Nuna's husband. Then what should he be? Suddenly, Bian felt uneasy about Nuna's fate. Not to mention that the woman was pregnant, it would definitely not be easy for her to go through this, Bian thought.

"Your husband still misunderstood?"

"Yes. I have explained it often but there are other things that make him not believe in me, but that's okay. If this child is born, he'll know it's his son."

"If you want your child to be born, you should take good care of him. Not as it was."

"Yes, I'll take care of him. By the way, you're not going to the store? I'm okay if I'm left alone. I'm not a kid who has to be accompanied 24 hours." Nuna took off a sweet smile.

Bian was hypnotized by the pull of the lips created by Nuna. He stared at the tiny lips for a moment and then looked in the direction.

"Is there anything I can do to help solve your problem?"

Nuna let out a long breath, "No Bian, it seems like I just involved you was actually wrong. To be honest, I was worried about you when my husband said he was giving lessons when I came to the store. But, I also did not dare to come to your tavern again to make sure of your situation because I was afraid that the problem was getting wider everywhere."

"If your husband misunderstands it's definitely not going to be good for your relationship, right? Why not just DNA test?"

"DNA test when the fetus is still in the womb prone to miscarriage. That's all I know, so I don't want to." Nuna does not want to be honest, she does not want to be pitied by anyone because of her honesty.

"What will you do while you wait for your child to be born? There's still time for a few more months, as long as your husband can do anything."

"I give it all up to God. God knows what is best for me. I can only try and pray to defend this household."

"Why? If you are not strong why force? You forced yourself to endure, but you were stressed. That means you risked your life and the lives of others. How can you love someone else if you don't love yourself?"

"As long as I can live, that means I'm strong. Don't worry about me, Bian. I'm okay."

"Just give it up."

Silent.

Bian was confused as to what. Waiting for Nuna here? Till when? It's not who he is. But if he left her, he couldn't. When viewed from his face, he had already felt many things after this matter had occurred.