You Are My Sunshine
The Part 121
"Don't worry, Anggi just needs time." The woman kissed the top of Dara's head and rubbed her shoulders to calm down.
"Yes, I understand his reaction. It's only natural that he's angry because maybe Anggi feels like I've been lying to him all this time." Dara inhaled and exhaled regularly to make herself feel calmer.
"Don't be too much of a burden on the mind, there I am where you lean and take shelter. We both share burdens, such as about my trauma that I share with you." Hero stroked soft long mane Dara full of affection.
"I knew. Mas is always reliable" said Dara with a grateful smile on his lips.
"I'm going to the rector's room and your supervising lecturer. You don't have to come, just wait in your class while waiting for your best friend to come back" he said.
"All right, Mommy."
Dara nodded obediently. Without wasting any more time Wira rushed to the rector's room of the university. Along the hallway to where the girls were heading unceasingly stole a glance at him. However, even so the expressions of the Hero remained cold and flat as if their attention was only the past wind and dust grains.
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The hero politely conveyed the intent of his arrival and also explained his status with Dara. Not to forget Wira brought concrete evidence that her marriage book with Dara as evidence that validates that they are a husband and wife who are recognized religiously and stately. The president greeted him warmly. Especially after speaking at length it turns out the rector is one of his good friends Haris, Wira's father.
"Son, don't worry. We are here to try to ensure the safety of your wife during her studies so as not to interfere with her pregnancy. Give my regards to your father," said the middle-aged man.
"Thank you Sir. If allowed I also want to meet with the lecturer, just want to make sure everything in detail so that I feel calm," he asked half forcefully.
"Please. Of course you can, the supervisor of biology named Rifki, his office is at the end of the hallway of this building," he explained.
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The hero stopped his steps when he reached a room located at the end of the long hallway of the building. The room with a shiny brown wooden door looks cool and beautiful because in front of it there are dozens of pots planted with various types of plants.
The tall charming man knocked and before long the sound of the doorknob was played. The open door revealed the figure of Rifki in the doorway.
"Good morning" said Wira.
"Good morning too, please come in." Rifki invited the Hero politely. The heroes stepped in and now they were sitting facing each other. Honestly, Rifki was surprised by the visit of Wira to his room when it was still morning.
"People busy like you early in the morning visit here is certainly something very important, right? can I help Mr Wira?" ask Rifki friendly.
"of course. If it wasn't for something important, I wouldn't have wasted my time just saying hello. Immediately, I want to ask if the MIPA faculty where Dara studied provides facilities for pregnant women?"
"Mother's pregnant?" Rifki's two eyebrows almost fused together when he frowned at her incomprehensible mark.
"Yes. Facilities for pregnant women, I want to make sure that Dara remains safe and comfortable when studying here," said Wira firmly.
"-you mean? I don't understand?" Rifki increasingly does not understand the direction of the conversation Wira.
"They are pregnant now. She's pregnant with my son, the fruit of our love." The father-to-be puts emphasis on each of his words, while Rifki freezes like a hunk of ice at the south pole after hearing the Wira's words.