Our future signed in letter

Chapter 19

A few minutes later:

Mikasa immediately contacts Doctor Meyer . His address has been on Levi's treatment bill, so she has known where to go to see him.
She waits patiently in the waiting room and reads a book about medical basics and health for laypeople to distract herself a little.
After a while the doctor opens the door to the treatment room and discharges the previous patient. When he sees Mikasa, she sees at the corner of his mouth that he is pleased and invites her to his treatment room.
He still knows from a few weeks that she does not want to discuss her personality and origin in public and therefore waits until the previous patient has left. When he has closed the treatment room behind him, he greets her happily.
"Mrs. Ackermann! I am happy to be able to greet you again ", his joy turns into concern," don't say something is wrong with your husband. "

Mikasa shakes her head in the negative, "No, Levi is fine."
A deep blush forms on her face, plucking nervously at her skirt, "I'm here because of me ..." She looks shyly to the side.
The doctor has a guess about her behavior and a big smile forms on his face, “I think I understand. I'll get my wife and she's also my assistant . She will definitely be able to help you with your request. She has just arrived back from her house call. Wait a moment ... “The doctor leaves her alone for a moment.
Mikasa looks around the room and realizes that there is a suspicious looking chair in the room next to a lounger. Mikasa is not entirely comfortable with the matter. Maybe it wasn't a good idea to come here, but she doesn't have the time to go secretly again because Mrs. Meyer has already appeared in the treatment room. A small woman, about 160 cm tall, stands in front of her, who has tied her black hair in a bun. Gray strands hang from her hairstyle, which makes her appear less severe. Her face has the same dark skin tone as Onyankopon's, and dark brown eyes look kindly at Mikasa,
“I am pleased to meet you, Mrs. Ackermann. My husband has told me so much about you and how sincerely and valiantly you cared for your husband. Tell me what can I do for you? ”
She wears a knowing smile on her face.

Until then, Mikasa is unable to relieve her nervousness. She's getting dizzy again, like she has been at the bank before. She holds her forehead because her eyes go black.
Mrs. Meyer must have recognized what her concern is and rushes to her and holds her shoulder so that Mikasa does not threaten to tip over.
“How far are you from your bleeding?” She asks sympathetically.
Mikasa looks at her in surprise. How can she know about it?
The person opposite knows what she is getting at, Mrs. Ackermann, you are not the first and, God knows, you will not be the last woman who is in joyful anticipation ... Come on! Lie down briefly so that you can calm down. I am an experienced midwife and can help with your concerns. "
The middle-aged British woman leads Mikasa to the lounger and begins with the questioning so that Mikasa can come down a bit.
"When was your last bleeding?"
Mikasa answered the question truthfully with about 4 or 5 weeks and that the last one was weaker than usual. Actually it can't be. A feeling of discouragement creeps over her and she could start crying again. Jeez.
Mrs. Meyer sees in her eyes that she needs a handkerchief and immediately gives her one, "You don't have to cry. Everything is good. You will see."

When Mikasa is feeling a little better and her dizziness has subsided, the midwife asks her to just undress her upper body. Ashamed, Mikasa holds her hands in front of her breasts and she notices that they really have grown a bit, as Levi mentioned. They are now larger than two and a half handfuls, each breast for itself. Her nipples tighten uncomfortably when she touches them.
“Let me take a look… Don't worry, I won't have to touch you yet. It's enough when I see it ... “, the midwife asks her friendly and Mikasa slowly lets her hands slide from her breasts.
The midwife examines her breasts, "Have your nipples always been this color?"
Mikasa looks to the side, ashamed. It's like feeling caught out, “no. Only recently…"
"I see ...", the midwife says and makes a note, "You can get dressed your again and I would like to ask you to take off your clothes of your lower body now."
Mikasa doesn't feel comfortable when asked, “Does that have to be? Isn't there another way? "
The midwife is sensitive to her, “Mrs. Ackermann, I understand your concern. But it is really important for you to have a security of yours and I am sure what is wrong with you. But in order to have proof of my suspicion, the investigation has to go on and I promise you that I will be careful and only touch as long as it seems necessary. "
Mikasa finally agrees and the midwife encourages her. She leads her to the suspicious chair on which Mikasa has to lie down almost naked and spread her legs on two frames so that the midwife has a clear view of her pubic area.
The absurd thought comes to Mikasa’s mind that she met her common need with Levi less than 3 hours beforehand and she hopes that the midwife will not notice.