Near a month Zalina did not work, he enjoyed the time with his husband and son, Calista. Almost every day also Zalina delivers lunch to Arjuna. Not infrequently Arjuna asked the wife to accompany them in his office until the afternoon and they will go home. That morning, Zalina woke up with a slightly uncomfortable feeling. He felt this week he was so tired.
"Why honey?" asked Arjuna when she saw the wife back lying again after the doubling solah.
"No tau, Mas, I'm not feeling well, earlier, when I cook the scent of the cuisine makes me nauseous and dizzy, so I ask for a sutinah who goes on, is it okay, right?"
Arjuna smiled, he fingered Zahina's forehead, not fever but he saw Zalina's face pointing.
"You're my wife, not a chef or household assistant who should always be ready to cook, we're to a doctor, huh?"
"I might just get in a ..."