Honey (Confidential)

Honey (Confidential)
Wind In


After the dawn prayer, Viona felt uneasy inside her body. His stomach was nauseous, his head was dizzy and limp. Until finally, this morning he did not come out of the room, back to sleep in bed.


"Yes Allaah, may this pain heal soon. Don't check, and don't let Erina's mom know. I don't want her to get angry" muttered Viona from under a thick blanket.


Until breakfast time arrived and he was called by one of the household assistants there. "Mmm, I'm not feeling well Bi, may I ask you a favor?" he said, asking the aunt who came in.


"That's all, what's for you, Non?" ask auntie back.


"Mmmm, please kerokin, me." Viona pulled out the blanket and sat down. "Mmm, no disgust, yes" the woman continued.


The aunt smiled, "no dong, come ... what to wear," the aunt is now sitting in bed.


"Wear, coin. But, I don't have one, Bi," said Viona honestly. Because do not let go of coins, money alone other than the rest of the hospital at that time, he did not hold anymore. After all, he didn't spend any money for anything, either, so he didn't have any coins.


The aunt came out of the room and said she had. All take eucalyptus oil, because Viona's room is not there.


In addition to the usual scraping, Viona rarely takes medicine. Honestly speaking, for such a bitter-bitter medicine, he was indeed unable to swallow. In addition, vitamins and capsule drugs are encased it. The most important thing is not a large tablet drug, with a bitter taste.


SIi aunty laughed when she heard the story of the woman who said her aunt was not hot. Auntie said, Viona is like a child. Though before, aunt would give herself a headache medicine, but not so because Nonnya can not swallow the bitter pill.


"My body isn't hot, Bi?" ask Viona.


"No, Non. If the Javanese say mah asrep, maybe tired times the Non," said the aunt.


"Yes, I guess," said Viona. Then he connected his words in his heart. 'This is tired not my body, Bi. But my heart.'


As a result, breakfast for Viona was delivered to the room. Although the woman had refused, but the aunt was still attentive. The aunt said, "it's okay, Non. Don't worry about me, I'll be paid for this."


Instantly, Viona also regained consciousness. If he is the same. "Paid to ...," her lips smiled obliquely. Never mind, he enjoys what he has to enjoy now. Let's just say this service is a bonus. Itung-itung feels like being a rich man, without having to pay a housekeeper.


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It turned out, that day the woman felt nothing. Heals by itself and can go downstairs and sit in the garden. Unfortunately, the weather was scorching, so he just sat on the kitchen floor, which happened to be from there he could see the garden.


There are mangoes that are young, look very tempting, especially suddenly it will taste very good if coupled with spice rujak.


Without waiting for long, the beautiful woman then took the mango. After that, he took it to the kitchen. Washing and peeling, continue to chop the young mango fruit according to his taste.


Finished all, the aunts who were resting he invited to eat his homemade rujak together. If the others are feeling asem and pity, not with Viona. The girl felt very good and delicious. Even he praised himself because the sambal made very delicious.


"Si Non, like someone else cravings," chirped one of the household assistants.


"Hehe, if you catch a cold, I like to eat something like this, Bi. This is usually if abis eat rujak, delicious meatballs that contain chili in it. Continuing to be given a lot of sambal, even to red," so clearly Viona.


Ngever? I guess not yet. So thought the woman. Because yesterday when he tested with a tool given by Erina, the results were only one that was clearly visible. The other, just vague. 'So, not pregnant 'right, ' she said in her heart.


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The next morning, the feeling he felt was repeated. He got very dizzy this time. Even after the dawn prayer, he then continued his prayer while lying down. So dizzy and limp his body that he felt.


Again, breakfast in the room. And he ate the porridge back, like yesterday morning. But this time, it felt like he didn't want to eat it. Finally, he only ate a little, even after eating the porridge, he then felt nausea and finally vomiting in the bathroom. But, as hard as he was able to get out, the contents in his stomach did not want to come out.


It felt like her body was very limp this time, and the moment like this that the woman remembered was the mother. Her tears are dripping. Usually, if she is sick, her mother will accompany her day, forbidding her to go to work, and her mother will ask permission through a voice note.


The woman who was currently leaning her body at the foot of the bed, smiled wryly. Especially when remembering every thing he went through with his mother. Suddenly the tears grew louder, the crying grew louder. Even his breathing was hard.


Along with that, auntie came in. His intention to take the bowl of porridge. However, who would have thought when he entered, he found his master was hugging his knees and crying so badly. He was confused, worried. Hugged the woman. But baby, the crying is getting louder. Until he made himself confused.


Then with a long step, the woman went down to the first floor. On her phone was Erina's number and told her everything. The woman on the other end of the phone just agreed without asking much. The call was over and the aunt went back upstairs.


One aunt hugged Viona who was crying as much as she could, the other cleaned the food marks, cleaned the prayer equipment, because indeed Viona had not cleaned it. Then, another one cleans the bathroom.


But, Viona's crying never ended. Looks like the tightness in his chest is not lost. Until his eyes were completely puffy, nose red. Wet cheeks.


"Mother" said the woman. Like a child crying because he was left alone in the woods.


His crying confused everyone. However, when a warm hug is felt again, but with a different person, he feels a little calm.


"Sssst, there I am here. You're not papa, calm down. Ok."


Slowly Viona's cries subsided, only as much as it continued. Even Viona hugged the man back. No matter what nose fluid is on that guy's shirt. He obviously needs that warm hug.