Larasati & Mr. Regent
Hyperemesis Gravidarum

The days of Laras. Weight, definitely. But he doesn't want to complain. He just wants to be grateful. Sometimes he can look very fit, but sometimes also very weak. Until he had to go back and forth on permission.

During this week Laras experienced nausea vomiting continuously. Every time he ate, immediately vomited, even, to drink water he would spit out again.

The ambassador could not bear to see his wife as weak as this. But he also did not want to show his sadness in front of Laras. He tried hard, although he could not bear to see the condition of his wife. He also often delegated his duties to Mr. Sholeh or sect master.

The ice came with Amira to visit Laras. Wanted to see his condition. It's been a week of clearance. Ais was really worried about him.

"Assalamualaikum" said Ais and Amira who delivered the Ambassador into their room. Yes, the Barrel can only lie on the bed. Even to urinate, she had to be held by her husband. In order to vomit, he must wear a basin.

"Greetings waalaikum" he replied weakly as he closed. If he opens his eyes, he will vomit.

"Astaghfirullah Ras, did you get this?" asked Ais, Laras just nodded.

"Bak Laras really not papa mbak? Mbak Laras has been limp like this. Hospital treatment only yes" persuaded Amira who did not have the heart to see the state of Laras.

"He didn't want to, I tried to persuade him, but he still refused. Yesterday I called doctor Citra, after being examined also he suggested to be treated, but Laras still refused" Duta explained to both of them.

Ice to shed her tears, could not bear to see the woman who had been considered a sister by him. "Ras, sister's horror" Ais said while hiding her sadness.

"If you stay like this, pity your four babies dear. Just taken care of, huh?" Ice is still trying to persuade.

"I'm not papa" he said quietly and smiled. Ais grabbed her phone and called Citra.

"Halo Cit, bring an infusion set deh, this condition is getting worse from your story. Yes" said Ais. Then look at the Ambassador.

"I'm sorry sir, ahead. But the barrel needs fluids. Look, turgor her skin" The ice presses against Laras's skin and becomes sunken.

"Yes no papa mbak Ais, if I make sure it will be a storm" said Duta.

Before long Citra came and immediately checked the state of Laras. With the help of Ais, now Laras has been infused in his home.

"Bumil tuh can not be stubborn, said the husband. I had to drip here. You still do not want to be in the hospital" Citra said nagging.

"Sir, can we talk to you for a second?" citra. Ambassador nodded.

"How is my wife doing, Doc?" ask Ambassador.

"Laras undergoes hyperemesis gravidarum. That is a condition of excessive nausea and vomiting caused by too high levels of hormones during pregnancy. Moreover, this quadruplet pregnancy aka quadruplet twins"

Ambassador nodded. Just like he had read on the internet. "Danger isn't it doc?" ask the Ambassador again.

Imagra. "Because excessive, feared the intake of nutrients for the baby was lacking. Keep force feeding, little but often. For example, the interval is 1.5 hours once asked to eat. If vomiting let, feed again. Because that's all we can give.

I've been injected through a drug infusion to vomit. The effect will be sleep, but if it's time to eat, just wake up, sir. About Nina or Dirga can not ya watch the infusion and inject the drug I gave? Maybe he didn't want to be hospitalized because of the smell. You see, yesterday when I threw up in the hospital, he said it smelled bad"

The ambassador understood. "I try to ask them for help first" Citra nodded. While contacting Dirga, Ais came out of the room.

"Where are you going?" ask Citra.

"Buy young coconut water. He asked for it" said Ais.

"Mbak Ais here. Let me buy you mbak. Please persuade him to eat" The ambassador immediately grabbed the key and left them all.

"Good she had a husband on standby, couldn't bear to see Laras lying weak as soon as I, Is"

Ice massaged his forehead. "Bandel does not want to be treated anyway"

"Maybe he can't smell the hospital. Yesterday he told me so" Ais nodded.

"Mbak Laras ask to eat catfish he said deck, they have cooked yet huh? Ma'am ask first" Citra and Ais nodded. They went back to the room.

Amira returned to the room with rice and warm catfish as well as broccoli and boiled carrots. "Bak bribe yes" said Amira.

Laras. "Wait for brother. Want to be bribed brother" he said still weak.

They nodded. Before long the Ambassador brought a glass containing young coconut water. "Sir, mbak Laras asked to be fed he said"

The ambassador nodded and immediately washed his hands. He sat next to his wife, helping her sit on the back of the bed, pulling her hair open and tying her up. Then start to feed it.

Everyone who sees it is like watching a romantic movie. "Ah, melt meu. Romance, the wisdom of pregnancy she yes guys" Citra said. The Ambassador and Laras just smiled in embarrassment.

"We came out yuk, not good to be a mosquito repellent" said Amira.

"We are also mosquitoes" said Ais and they all laughed. Little carved a thin smile on Laras' lips.

Amira, Ais and Citra are waiting in the living room. Dirga and Nina arrive shortly. "This is it, newlyweds" said Ais.

"Hehehe, A' Which ambassador is tea?" ask Dirga

"First nyuapin his wife, sit down first. Can you guys keep an eye on Laras infusion?" ask Citra. Dirga and Nina sat down and nodded.

"So there are some drugs that must pass injection as well yes. Later do not tulisi his watch and dose. Oh yeah, so if you guys take care of it?" ask the image again.

"Simple, later I change to Rena or another doc. So what's doctor Laras doing?" tanta Nina's.

"Hiperemesis gravidarum" They nodded. "I will also teach Mr. Duta if the infusion runs out. Let's get to him if the injection fits. The hour interval is also long" Citra explained.

The ambassador came out of the room to see Nina and Dirga there. "Ga, are you leaving or coming home?" tanyakanya.

"When' A' came home?"

"Later harvest Aa' catfish three kilos, clean them all. Your neighbor wants to eat only this" said the ambassador.

"Well, the calcium in the catfish is high, no less the same as chicken bones" explained Citra, nodding by Duta.

"No vomiting sir?" ask Amira.

"Alhamdulillah not mbak, maybe the effect of drugs injected by doctor Citra. Though yesterday-yesterday can not enter at all" explained Duta made all relieved to hear it.

"Yes, you were here with doctor Citra, Aa' to the house budhe first huh?" Nina nodded.

The image began to write down the clock on the drugs. How long is it to Nina. Ais and Amira listened. The ambassador accompanied his wife in the room.

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