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“Why Mas? Why would you go to the obstetrician?” Khalifa raised her head, looking fixedly at her husband's face which now looked so pale, yet so painful to Khalifa.
Hilal took a deep breath while closing his eyes briefly, he approached Khalifa and invited her to sit down. Gently, the man clasped Khalifa's fingers, making the woman's heart feel more slashed.
“Did Mba Mila tell you to Mas? Did he ask you to take me in for a check? Wh why? Is Scrutin not enough for you? Are you also going to sue me to get pregnant soon just like them, and—“
“Sstttt!” Hilal put his index finger on Khalifa's lips, one more hand outstretched to stop her saying, “I didn't mean to sue you at all. Really.”
Hilal took a heavy breath back, then he explained about how the doctor said some time ago when he fainted, because the doctor did not find any symptoms of pain in Hilal's body.
Therefore, the doctor suggested that Hilal check his wife who may be pregnant. Without a second thought, even Hilal to leave the Aca with only a nurse for her sake can immediately come to Khalifa.
However, the response he received was precisely Khalifa instead frightened and cried because of her. Even though Hilal himself is still a little confused, why he got the hateful gaze of Khalifa and Hasna. In fact, his smooth cheeks must be hit by a death slap from the brother.
“I just want to confirm the advice of the doctor. If it really exists, thank God, should we not be grateful and take care of it? And if even the doctor's diagnosis is wrong, then I will not be disappointed.”
“Khalifa! Sorry if my previous words made you sick. Sorry if my attitude hurt you, but really I do not intend to go that far, I—“
“A—aku could not have been pregnant Mas,” cut Khalifa quickly, he released Hilal's hand that grasped his hand and then rewinded his sitting position to keep his distance.
His head back down, his chest increasingly feels tight and his heart so sick, “M—maybe other women who are pregnant.”
“Are you sure Mas?” ask Khalifa in a vibrating voice, “What if it turns out to be another woman who is pregnant with your child?”
The deg!
Hilal instantly fell silent, the originally so sorrowful gaze with great hope. Now instantly gone, in an instant his countenance turned flat upon hearing the words of his wife.
“Astaghfirullah, Khalifa what are you talking about? Another woman? Do you think I'm that bastard to do the most cursed thing by Allah SWT?”
Hilal clenched his hands, his jaws hardened and his breath slightly hunted, he did not expect that Khalifa could have had such thoughts as far as it was about him. He was indeed a widower, but he was not a player and he knew very well where his limits were.
Let alone to commit adultery, to simply return the gaze of the eyes that is not his mahram he always tried to avoid. So why now his own wife is so heartless to slander her cruel.
And for some reason, getting such an accusation made Hilal's eyes glassy, his heart tight and it felt like he was dying to cry. In fact, he rarely cried, so why just getting such an accusation only made him want to cry.
Especially when he saw his wife sobbing in front of him, Hilal's heart was getting sicker, and he also wanted to cry while hugging his wife.
However, he tried his hardest to hold back the tears, he took a deep breath and then again sat down in front of Khalifa to speak with a cold head.
‘Why am I being a crybaby? Did I catch Aca? Astaghfirullah.’ murmured her in the heart.
...~To be continue .... ...