Sincerity of Love JONATHAN
8. I have to get pregnant with my son
"But Miss Syifa—"
"Bapi and Mami are weird." Joe quickly interrupted the doctor's words. Try not to be discovered, if Syifa is not pregnant. Joe won't, if they get angry and pull his blessing back. "This doctor's not an obstetrician, so how do you know."
"But Miss Syifa is no longer—"
"Papi and Mami should just go home." For the second time, Joe interrupted the doctor. Immediately, he grabbed both of his parents' hands, then pulled them. Take the two old men away from there.
"Lho, why are we being told to go straight home, Joe? We want to see Syifa and her brother Robert!" mami Yeri's nagging while stomping her hand held by Joe. Their steps stopped immediately.
"You'll see Syifa later, if Syifa has returned from the hospital" said Joe.
"Why is that?" ask Papi Paul.
"Syifa was traumatized after being kidnapped. So let him calm down, Papi and Mami just go home."
"Ah you're stingy, Joe!" grouse Mami Yeri angry. "We met also just want to see his condition. Nothing will be done."
"Yes. Don't worry, you, Joe." Papi Paul chimed.
"Not lebay. But it's good to let Syifa spend more time with me, Mi, 'Pi" Joe said, then touched his chest. "Because it's just me, that makes him feel comfortable and secure."
"Ah yes it is. Let's go home, Pi, Joe is not fun." Mami Yeri with annoyance immediately pulled the hand of Papi Paul. Melengos, then step away together from there.
After seeing his parents actually leave until they get in the car, Joe immediately runs towards Syifa's room again. I can't wait to tell the girl if they're officially husband and wife.
Ceklek~
Joe opens the door, then goes in there. Seen Syifa was shaking her head, still trying to refuse to be offered a meal by Sister.
"Break breakfast, Miss, let Miss take medicine," said Sister, then grabbing a glass of milk on the trolley table. "If not, just drink some milk, Miss," she bargained again.
"No want! I told you not to be hungry, Sus!" syifa was angry.
"Let me feed him, Sus." Joe took over the glass. Syifa who had just realized her presence was shocked.
"Is your dad here?!" Syifa inched from her lying position. He looks so agitated. But he turned his face in the other direction.
"Coc what? Yes, I want you, darling. It's weird," Joe. His hand stretched out a glass of milk in his hand, and Syifa refused again.
"I don't want to eat or drink. Also by meeting my father. You better get out of here! Hurry along!" throw it away while pointing at the door.
"Lho, why, Yang? Did I have anything wrong with you? Until you exiled me?" Instead of leaving, Joe pulled up a small chair near Syifa's bed, then sat there.
"I don't want to see you!" asserted Syifa loudly. "From now onwards, don't ever see me again."
"Lho, how is that? Where can. I'm your husband. I must always be with you, with you." Joe's voice sounded soft, his hands were also stretched out to touch the top of Syifa's white hijab. But soon be brushed aside by him.
"And I've said it a few times. If I don't want to marry my father. You can't force me!"
"Who does it mean to you? Our man is legitimate, Yang."
"Huh? What is legitimate?" Syifa turned her head, her forehead looking frowning.
"Yes legitimate. We're married, I've also converted. Here's the proof." Joe reached into his pocket in his suit, then gave him a green wedding book.
The marriage book is in his hands and Joe has signed it.
Syifa who saw it slightly opened her eyes. Immediately, he took it violently, then opened it.
"You must be seneng, right, after knowing it turns out we are officially a husband and wife? From now on call me Darling, Love, Hanny or Bebeb. Don't be Dad anymore" Joe explained with a smile with both cheeks blushing.
"It must be fake, right?" guess Syifa.
"Where there are fakes. That's real."
"Who has not said? People have already." Joe went back to his pocket. This time he took a cell phone, then pointed to a video when the moment of kabul enshrined Sandi. In order to convince the girl more, if they really are married. "Curriedly. It's fitting Ijab kabul, yang."
Syifa watched the video. And his eyes opened wide, surprised to see Abi with his spirit to say the word 'SAH' then followed by several others. "What the fuck? You married without my knowledge? That's not legal, sir!" berang Syifa was angry. His face also looked so sour.
"That's valid proof, even Abi who first said it, Yang."
"But there is no me. This marriage also seems pushy, so it's not legal in my opinion!" Syifa shook her head quickly.
"Force what, anyway, Yang? It was our intention last night to get married. Nothing is forced."
"But I told you that I don't want to marry you. Why, don't you know, too? Bapak byebelin!" snarl. Both of his hands seemed to be clenching strongly. His eyes glared sharply at Joe.
The narrow-eyed handsome man immediately looked at the nun who was still there. Then moved his chin towards the door, as if asking him to leave.
It's uncomfortable, if this debate is seen by others. Especially not his relatives.
"Sorry ...." The nurse bowed politely, quickly stepping out of Syifa's room, then closed the door tightly.
"Although you don't want to marry me, in reality we are already married. So no need to argue anymore, Yang," said Joe casually and tried to melt the suddenly hot atmosphere. "Better, we just focus on our household and I'll make you happy."
"Father must be sorry, for having done this .. hiks!" Syifa suddenly cried, then cupped her face with her palm.
"I won't regret it. Because you're destined to be my wife, Yang."
"If I were pregnant how? Why don't you think about that?" Syifa. His chest felt tight. "What say Abi, Umi and your parents, if I'm pregnant with another boy?" Slowly his right hand touched the stomach and before long the worm rang.
"You're not gonna get pregnant with another boy, Yang."
"How are you going to get pregnant, sir? Obviously I've been vested*osa and—"
"Stop saying that!" cut Joe out quickly with a firm voice. "Even if you're convicted, Beni won't be able to impregnate you!"
"Mother sok tau. You know what you do about something like that? It is God who rules, not man!" His tears were unceasing to come out, but Syifa had repeatedly wiped him.
"But Beni is not normal, Yang."
"What's not normal? A bullshit?"
"not badcong. But impotence."
"Ah sok tau. Impotence cannot expose people to sin! That's a sign he can."
"But still he won't be able to impregnate you. Ma*ninya also certainly dilute, will not be a child. Must be ta*i."
Syifa did not wait, she was busy crying. To the point of aversion.
Joe was silent for a while, looking for an idea to ease the burden that hit Syifa's life and her household.
A few minutes later, the idea finally popped up in the brain. Then, he said, "I have an idea, to be able to solve this problem, Yang."
"What's? Divorce, right?" he replied while grimacing.
"Not divorced. But fuck."
"Love?! Meaning how?" Syifa gaped as she opened her palm, then looked at Joe with a frowning forehead.
"Yes we fucked. It says you don't want to get pregnant with another man's child, so you have to get pregnant with my son."
Syifa. The pillow to support his head he grabbed and threw it in Joe's face. "Master is crazy, yes! I just got word*sa with Brother Beni, the time has Mr perko*sa again?"
"Yes, if I'm not being vilified by his name, Yang. But fuck." Joe slowly opened the scabbard, then peeked at hers hiding shyly inside there.
...Kayak already dry, use ngajakin make love 🤣🤭...