A Story of the Haram Child

Part 31 Whose child

The twilight this afternoon bears witness to how strong the love Anarya has. Regrets that have been tormenting the mind, now paid off with a million happiness.

Anarya who was reviewing a happy smile saw the laughter of two angels in her life, really unable to express in words.

Daneela who was engrossed in playing water with Neesa on the beach was unceasingly laughing. Obviously the joyful highlight was decorating the hue of both faces.

Anarya was so relieved because in the end she was able to provide real and perfect happiness for her baby. The cry of the little boy was redeemed with the affection of the woman he so desperately longed for.

While glaring at Daneela and Nessa, Anarya's device trembled. A displeased expression immediately appeared on his face when he saw the name listed in the call.

"What else do you want?" muttering Anarya in a dislike tone, her finger quickly rejected the call.

However, the call with the name Lasmi reappeared. No doubt Anarya blocked that number. Hate so dominates his heart, until now he still can not accept Lasmi's treatment of Nessa and Daneesa.

Because of Lasmi, she had to lose Daneesa for all eternity. Because of Lasmi, Nessa must feel the bitterness of the torment of stepmother.

Huff ... Anarya let out a long breath. The wound was still felt, there was pain that spread if he remembered it.

Just about to stand up to catch up with Daneesa and Nessa who were playing in the water, the device went off again. This time it's a call from Mrs Bramantyo.

"Yes, Ma. What's up?" ask Anarya when she receives a call.

"Narya, Resti fell down the stairs. Now he's in the hospital."

"What, Ma? Resti falling? Now at which hospital?"

"At Harapan Hospital, his condition was critical. You get there, yeah."

"Yes, Ma. Anarya go straight there."

After closing the call, Anarya waved to Daneesa to get closer. "What's up, Mom? How, your face is so worried?" ask Daneesa wonder.

"Restim fell down the stairs, his condition is now critical."

"Yes, Lord ..." Anarya's words made Daneela shocked and sad.

"Dek Resti's sick, Dad?" Nessa, who heard her father's words, panicked.

"Yes, honey. We're going to the hospital now. We gotta hurry."

Without wasting time they got into the car. Anarya drove the four-wheeled vehicle with speeds above medium.

Worries lingered in Anarya's heart. He felt guilty for ignoring Resti just for Nessa's happiness. There was regret accompanied by anxiety about the condition of his second child, which he had not met for almost two months since the incident at the wedding he and Daneela.

Several times Daneela reminded not to rush, but Anarya did not heed. He continued driving at such a high speed that in just twenty minutes, the car had entered the hospital parking area.

With a long half-running step, Anarya headed for the IGD room where Resti still got handling. The little girl appeared to be weakly rolled with bandages on her head and hands using a cast.

While Lasmi still sobbing in the embrace of Bu Bramantyo who tried to calm him. Seeing Anarya's presence, Lasmi stopped from crying. Highlight the eyes of sadness so seemed to meet the gaze that seemed to ask for sympathy.

"Mas ... Resti, Mum ...." Lasmi hugged Anarya, making the man shocked and awkward.

"Official, you calm down." Anarya pushed Lasmi's body slowly, however she did not feel good if Daneela saw.

"Mas, Resti needs blood. It's still waiting for Resti's blood type test, soon the doctor's here again."

"All right, we'll wait. Hopefully our blood is compatible with Resti, so there is no need to look to PMI," said Anarya who was asserted with a nod from Lasmi.

Not long after a nurse arrived, she brought Resti's blood test results. "Sorry, Mom. This is Adek Resti's blood type test. The blood needed is blood type O, maybe Mother or other family there is blood type O?"

"Besti O blood type, Sus? Is the test not wrong?" asked Anarya with an astonished and questionable look.

"That test is correct, sir. If anyone is willing to donate blood, please come with me to the next room for blood collection." The nurse replied with a friendly smile.

"Wait, Sus. This is impossible, my blood is A and wife .. ehm .. I mean, his mother is Resti blood type B. So, it's impossible ...."

"Mas, enough. The most important thing now we get a donor first, Resti really needs this time." Lasmi tries to stop Anarya's words in confusion.

"Okay, but after this you have to explain everything!" challenge Anarya as she passes.

Anarya steps out, she meets Daneela and Nessa to say goodbye to finding blood for the PMI. Seen by Daneesa who was sitting in the waiting chair, he hugged Nessa who was as unwilling as she cried worried about her sister's condition.

"How's Resti doing, Mom?" ask Daneela who stood up when she saw Anarya.

"He needs blood. I'm going to the PMI to get some blood."

"What is Resti's blood type?"

"Then I'm just like that, I'm also O."

"You sure?"

Daneela just nodded, then pulled Anarya's arm and held Nessa. They headed for the nurse's guard room.

Arriving there, Daneela expressed her intention to donate blood. After going through the examination, finally blood collection is done.

Yes, inevitably Daneela's blood is now flowing in Resti's body. Lasmi who knows who donated blood to her son, can only be bowed without being able to say anything.

Of course Lasmi can only be silent because he has no other choice, because for him the life of Resti is more important. Especially at this time in his heart was not calm because after this there will be many questions from Anarya that he must answer.

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Five days later.

"Resti's condition has improved, now explain why Resti's blood type can be different from ours?" cecar Anarya to Lasmi who has just redeemed the medicine and is about to enter the room where Resti is treated.

"Well, how do I know?" Lasmi tried not to get dizzy.

"Official! Please, you're honest with me. Is that my son or not?"

"Mas! Tega, yes, you talk like that! If Resti were to be horrified, he would surely be sad because his father would not acknowledge him as a child!" Lasmi raises the tone of the voice as a form of her annoyance.

"If he were my son, his blood type would definitely be no different. At least as you or me."

"Yes, I know. But in this world everything can happen if God has willed!"

"Hahaha .. since when do you know God, Lasmi? Just heart you do not have, let alone a priest," ledek Anarya who increasingly makes Lasmi's face red extinguished resisting annoyance.

"But Resti is your son! As evil as I am, I have never betrayed you! You know how much I love you, Mas .. hiks, hyks, hiks ...." Instantly the clear patter slid onto Lasmi's cheek.

Seeing the crying Lasmi, Anarya was confused. Lasmi was right, he loved Anarya too much and could not be double. But the difference in blood type between him and Resti greatly disturbed his mind.

"Official, please stop crying. I really just want to know why Resti's blood is different from ours."

"Why don't you ask the doctor for an explanation, maybe the doctor knows better why Resti's blood type is not the same as ours."

"good. But if the doctor's answer can't answer that difference, then fix you're pregnant with someone else."

As soon as Lasmi's face changed when she heard Anarya's words, anger was evident on her face.

Plaque!

Unexpectedly a hard slap landed on Anarya's right cheek. Highlight the fierce eyes like a lion who wants to pounce on prey.

"Listen, yes, Mas. If your son's blessing is proven, then you should come back to me and leave Daneela. Hows it? Deal?"

"Until death I'll never go back to a female demon like you!"

The atmosphere heated up, even though their speech was without a shout, but the emphasis on each utterance showed that they were holding back the anger that had actually reached the limit of patience.

"Whatever you say, this female demon must have had two sons of a foolish man who couldn't see true love."

"Official!"

"What's? Wanna slap? Come on, if you dare!" Lasmi challenged Anarya whose right hand had been raised up ready to target Lasmi's cheek, but he paled.

Anarya was getting upset, wanting her to be angry with Lasmi. However, considering that there was flesh blood residing in the womb of Lasmi, he became unable to hurt the woman.

"Bu, thirsty ... Mom, where's Mom?" Resti's voice sounded from inside the inpatient room.

"Sorry, Mas. I have to take care of Resti, you're up to .. want to stay here to entertain Resti or go to your new wife!" Lasmi immediately opened the door and let Anarya who was still silent be stunned.

Anarya was sitting limp in the waiting chair, asking a lot of questions in her heart. He was unable to conclude that Resti was not his son, because it was possible that in a genetic cross would produce new genes.

However, if it is true that Resti is not his son, then it means that he has been defeated by Lasmi in a period of more than eight years. It could be, the child in the womb Lasmi at this time is also not his child.

Anarya let out a long sigh, then rubbed her face violently. Question after question that rotates in the brain makes pain spread throughout the head.

"Alright, if later the doctor's answer states that the difference in blood type is caused by the nature of the gene, then the DNA test path must be taken. I don't want a lifetime of uncertainty."

Finally, Anarya reached the point where she had to make decisions and determine her attitude. This time for the sake of humanity and also a sense of kasian towards the little girl who had been calling him father, then he stepped foot into the hospital room.

Yes, Anarya's heart could not avoid that he loved Resti so much.