Don't Call My Son the Haram Child
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Rafli approached Zakira for the first time, after two weeks they did not speak.

"It's spending money for you" Rafli said while giving the money to Zakira.

Zakira took the money, actually she was not happy to use the money from her husband. 

It was also because Rafli never asked for his rights again. 

Rafli immediately passed leaving Zakira.

Zakira counted the money given by Rafli and it was still equal to the amount Rafli usually sent.

Zakira kept the money.

A few moments later Rafli again approached Zakira.

"Oh yeah, there's something I want to tell you" Rafli said as he landed his butt on the couch.

"What?"

"I want you to meet my future wife."

"Wife candidate? Why meet your future wife ? After marriage I will also leave here. So please get married again it's nothing to do with me."

Zakira tried to restrain herself from crying.

"He asked, he said he wanted to meet you and talk to you."

"For what? Did he ask for justification to have you, even though you were still my husband? I'm not gonna legalize infidelity."

Rafli turned towards Zakira in annoyance.

"What's? You speak like that as if you were the most holy woman! Do you realize what's happening to you now. You're carrying an illegitimate child!"

"Enough Mas?" Snap Zakira 

"You can insult me, berate me! But you should never call my son a bastard. This kid doesn't know what happened to me, like you didn't know what happened to me until I was pregnant with this kid. If you don't want to hear my explanation and won't accept me, go ahead! But don't you ever call this kid a bastard, I won't take it!"

Zakira approached Rafli, then returned the money given by Rafli.

"If you feel you have provided me, you can act arbitrarily towards me! Then just take this money! You just use this money for your needs!" zakira said with trembling lips.

Rafli stared fixedly at Zakira. Zakira immediately threw away her face and left Rafli and went inside her room.

In the room Zakira cried again for a while, after which Zakira returned as usual. Zakira thought that lingering in grief would not change her circumstances. He had to get up because now there was no place to lean.

***

The next day Zakira prepared her own food that she would bring to the office.

 Zakira should be able to save her expenses in preparation after she goes into labor.

Zakira tries not to use the money given by Rafli, the money is still Rafli put on the table.

Once ready, Zakira goes to the office without taking the money.

Rafli approaches the sofa and takes back the money. 

Upon arrival at the office, Zakira headed straight to her desk. He saw that Sinta had also entered work.

"Hay Za, how did your face wither?"

Zakira bowed with teary eyes.

" Lo cry, huh?" terka Sinta's.

"Yes Sin. I know I'm pregnant now."

"Good dong, then congratulations Za."

Zakira lowered her face.

"How can you be sadder anyway, Za?"

"Gue is not pregnant with Mas Rafli Sin's child. I was pregnant from rape that night."

"Good Za! And Rafli knows?"

"Tau Sin, and after the cave gives birth, Rafli will divorce me. Even now he already has my future successor Sin's wife."

"Yes Sin, I'm so sad. Moreover, Raffi mas and his family always say if the child I bear is an illegitimate child."

"Yes Za, I know how you feel. What's clear is you never throw that kid away, Za. Who knows, the child will bring blessings in your life later. If Rafli really loves you he should believe in you and accept you for who you are."

"Yes Za, but no one believes me the same." A clear thread dripped down Zakira's cheek.

As he was conversing, Raymond arrived before them. Raymond looked at Zakira's sad face.

"Zakira, what's wrong? You got a problem?" ask Reymond.

"Ah no sir." Zakira hurriedly wiped away her tears. They returned to work and Reymon returned to his room.

***

At 04:30 p.m., Zakira arrived home, and immediately landed her buttocks on the sofa in the living room. 

Not long after, Rafli also returned home. But he brought a woman.

Zakira thought it was her husband's lover.

Actually Zakira was lazy to meet that woman. But because he had reached home, inevitably Zakira welcomed his arrival.

"Let's go in Denisa," Rafli asked.

"Eh you've come home Za, I happened to bring Denisa to meet you."

Denisha smiled as she extended her hand towards Zakira.

After getting acquainted with the names of each Denisha sat down.

Zakira put on a hostile face at the time, she hoped that the woman would leave her home soon.

"How are you Zakira?" ask Danisha.

"There's no need to make small talk like that, just tell me what do you mean come to my house?" ask Zakira.

Rafly glanced at Zakira while widening his eyeballs.

Denisa smiled obliquely.

"It's okay I just want to be in touch."

"Will you please or show off the romance in front of me?" ask Zakira firmly.

Zakira moved from her seat. 

"Please do whatever you want. But you better not do it in this house."

Zakirah turned towards Rafli.

"Mas Rafli, I can complain to your superiors if you bring this woman into our home once again" Zakira said as she passed from Rafli, but he came back to Rafli as if dissatisfied.

"Remember Mas Rafli, a gentleman is not in a relationship with two women at once. Do you think that by getting my permission you can do it as you please."

" I'm still your wife and I still have rights in this house. That's why I'm asking you to take this woman out or else I'll spread the news of your affair."

Hearing that Rafli ignited emotions.

"Are you threatening me?! Aren't you the one who cheated?!"

"You're accusing me of cheating, but you have no proof!"

"No evidence of how? look at that belly of yours."

"Yes, I admit I'm pregnant not from you, but I firmly say I've never cheated! For God's sake, I'm pregnant because I was raped by someone."

"Currently, you're a dirty woman!"sahur Denisa's.

Zakira turned her head towards Denisa by chance she was right next to Denisha, a plaque.

At once Denisa widened her eyeballs while touching her hot cheeks.

"I wasn't pregnant from my husband's seed, but it wasn't because I wanted to. While you yourself consider yourself holy, but you blatantly snatched away someone else's husband! Who is dirtier among us?!"

Denisa and Raffly can only widen their eyes to look at Zakira who left them just like that.

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