"Share Love" 1 Heart 2 Ayesha

Chapter 79

"Want to have more children?" seductive humor when out of the doctor's room.

Alif chuckled, his face returning refreshed when he knew that what he had been going through lately was not a symptom of such severe pain in his shadow.

"No, I wouldn't be deterred just from nausea and vomiting like this. Stick to the original plan, have a lot of boys and two girls" replied Alif lightly.

"Well, how much do you think that is?"

"Hmmmmm six can be."

"Just son, you think I'm a child-printing machine," Humairah lamented.

Alif chuckled again while embracing his wife's shoulders with anxiety, they walked early to the obstetrician's room where Humairah would again check the pregnancy.

Following the procedure and queue waiting for his wife's turn to come in, it is not Humairah who looks spoiled but instead it is Alif who spoils by leaning his head on his wife's shoulders even though there are many visitors who sit on the same bench.

Every now and then the man kissed Humairah's cheek with whispers of love words that made Humairah amused himself to hear it.

"Honey wait here, I want to go to the toilet first," said Humairah while keeping Alif's head away from his shoulders.

"Why do I accompany you?"

"No need, rest here I know you're still dizzy" stop Humairah.

"All right, not for long."

Humairah. After his wife died to the toilet Alif eliminate boredom by playing games on his cellphone.

In the toilet, the Humairah who has finished urinating which lately enough he feels more often than before pregnant, is tidying up his hood facing the sink mirror.

There was another woman who did the same, improving her free-spirited curly hair. He glanced at Humairah long enough unnoticed by Alif's wife.

Humairah came out but did not continue his steps to return to the man who was waiting for him in front of the gynecology room when he met a woman in nurse uniform who was about to pass him.

"Maha?"

"Oh, hi Sarah."

They talked to each other until they had a short conversation.

In the position of Alif who already felt his wife was too long in the toilet, he said, he was about to catch up with her but stopped when a sweet-faced woman wearing a knee-length dress with curls of hair draped over her shoulders whose ideal body with form and height was proportional to reprimand her.

"Aliff?"

The man turned his head, he looked at the woman for a long time as if he was remembering for a moment.

"You forgot about me?"

After finding the answer, Alif nodded.

"Merry, right?"

"Ck... turns out you're a forgetful, yes I'm Merry your classmate, nice to meet you here how are you Alif Zayyan Pratama?" Said the woman, extending her hand, wanting to shake hands.

But Alif did not shake it but replied with a namaste greeting, until the woman looked awkward herself as she pulled back her unrequited hand, there was a disappointed look there.

"Well, you still know my name, it's nice to meet you, Merry, it's been a long time since I've barely known you. I'm saying Thank you very well, very well now."

Alif laughed softly and replied, "I'm here with my wife, check the pregnancy," Alif replied without further ado.

Merry was silent for a moment where he stood. He imagined the face of a woman who came across him.

"You're married? Oh I guess you're a man who doesn't want to commit like most men, happy to hear where your wife is?"

"He's going to the toilet, I'm just about to catch up with him. I've been married for a year."

"Who? Is that overly brave little sister Aisyah finally able to get you too?" asked Merry with an annoyed look, he remembered the face of Aisyah the younger class who was aggressive and dared to approach Alif during school first.

Alif shook his head, "There's a lot of Ayesha in this town, about that Aisha you just mentioned, she's dead. Forgive him if there was something wrong with you when we went to school," replied Alif smiling faintly.

"Oh really, sorry I don't know Alif.... Although he often pisses off our class kids, of course I forgive him because he's gone."

"We should have forgiven each other, so why are you here? Who's sick?" ask Alif again to speak stale.

Merry shook her head, "No one's sick, I'm here to get my implant removed."

"Well, it's nice to meet you Merry sends his greetings to your husband, I'll catch up with my wife" said Alif, wanting to end the meeting between old friends immediately.

"I'm not married, I just got widowed. We're divorced."

Alif nodded a few times upon hearing that.

"I'm sorry I don't know. Life is like this, there is a meeting there is also separation," Reply Alif smiled awkwardly.

"Yes, you're right life always has a story..... Nice to meet you, I'm just back in town again, I'm working in a ---" company"

Alif smiled again immediately cutting, "Yes, life always has a story like my life everything tells of an Aisyah. Aisha Humairah my wife, that's her." Appoint Alif to his wife who is approaching.

Alif reached out her hand which was immediately greeted sweetly by Humairah.

"Merry, this is my wife Aisyah Humairah. Honey, this is my old school friend Merry happened to meet here."

Humairah smiled and then stretched out his hand to shake, but not immediately Merry greeted, he was stunned for a long time in his place standing since turning to Humairah approaching Alif earlier, he was stunned, the woman who was in the toilet with him earlier was the wife of the idol man in his class first.

"Ah yes, hi Aisyah..... I'm Merry Alif's old friend" said Merry immediately shaking hands with Humairah.

"It's nice to meet you Miss Merry."

They split up after being stale.

"Old friend or old ex? Why does she look at you like that, makes me jealous," Humairah was upset, since she was pregnant she was quite exaggerated when Alif interacted with other women.

Alif chuckled, "I just don't remember him too much just talking stale don't think later I'm arrogant to fellow schoolmates first, don't think that no-no let's sit, why so long?"

Humairah looked at Alif sharply.

"Oh baby, I'm not lying" said Alif kissing Humairah's cheek with anxiety.

Humairah was silent, making Alif breathing difficult.

"Oh glad when this woman is jealous."