Being a Dad to My Niece

Chapters 17. Not your Son

Chapter 17

Arga who just returned from the hospital an hour ago, now it is neat and of course fragrant also charming handsome. She's going back to the hospital because Valerie can be brought home today and can be outpatient. The woman will have to routinely check up and therapy to be able to walk back.

"So, where are you going?" marsha asked as soon as she finished cleaning the kitchen.

The woman looked at her husband's astonishment. Today is a holiday and does not go to the office. However, Arga looks very neat as if to meet important clients.

"You go to the hospital" replied Arga.

The man's face looked very happy. The sparkle from his eyes was so clear.

"Can today Brother stay here!" pinta Marsha with a pleading gaze.

Later he was afraid of facing the time of birth. Even though a few weeks before she was looking forward to meeting this baby.

"Can't be Marsha. Today Valerie will return home" Arga said, rejecting her wishes.

It hurts, that's what Marsha feels. At least he asked for one today. For some reason now he wanted to be accompanied, not to be alone.

"I think today would love to be accompanied by Big Brother" Marsha said.

"You must not be spoiled. I don't like it," Arga replied in an annoyed tone.

"Sister, I am now pregnant and at any time this baby could have been born. Can you please take note of the state of your baby and wife!" pinta Marsha with a little force.

Arga jaws harden and wrinkles on the forehead are created. With a snapping tone the man scolded Marsha.

"Marsha, don't be spoiled. Are you feeling the heartburn of giving birth? No, right?"

Marsha was silent, she was also in an emotionally unstable condition as she was about to face the day of birth. She asked for a little attention from her husband.

"Valerie! Valerie! Keep what you think and take care of. He's not your responsibility!" marsha shouted with emotion.

"The baby is not from my seed either! Why are you demanding my responsibility?" Arga shouted no less loudly while pointing at Marsha's stomach.

The woman immediately fell silent. Her tears fell without her being able to hold. The pink lips trembled as if they were having trouble speaking. Marsha nodded while walking backwards.

"Yes. This isn't your son."

Arga was only aware of his words just now. It would hurt Marsha's feelings.

"Marsha .. sorry. Not that I mean …." Arga's voice softened as he became aware of his mistake.

"No. What you said was true. I don't know myself asking you to stay here, but this isn't your son. Go!" 

Arga stepped closer, but Marsha kept away. The woman went into the room and locked it.

"Marsha, open!" Arga knocked on the door while shouting a call.

Arga's mobile phone rang and saw his girlfriend's name on the screen. Then, he immediately shifted the button with the green. He was afraid something would happen to the woman.

"Arga, where are you now? I'm tired of waiting for you, want to go home quickly. Why so long?" The sound of Valerie's whining.

"Yes, I'm going there now" Arga said, leaving Marsha.

"Come, Marshanda! Do not be weak. If you're weak, pity this baby. He is your responsibility, not someone else's. Strong ... strong!" Marsha cheers herself up.

Then, Marsha took the device to contact the father and mother in the village. Only those who would never throw themselves away even under any circumstances. At least the mother will always be there for him.

"Assalamualaikum, Mum. Is dad around?" ask Marsha.

"Wa'alaikumsalam, there's. Why?" It's beautiful talking across there.

"It seems I want a birth in the village, Mom. Can you please come get me now?" 

"Of course you can, honey. We'd be happy if you wanted to be here. Though our plan is the same your two in-laws will go to the capital tomorrow after tomorrow. These are all supplies finished in the pack" said the middle-aged woman.

Marsha was delighted and not happy to hear it. I don't know what the parents and in-laws would do to her as well Arga if she knew this kind of household life.

"Then you pick me up right now. I miss you guys so much. Dede baby also seems to want to be closer to her grandparents longer," Marsha said seduce.

Bagas also said he would go to the capital after the Zuhur prayer. So Marsha prepared the baby's needs. She put in everything her child-to-be needed. If for him will not bring anything because all of his property is still in his parents' house.

Marsha felt her stomach hurt a lot. He felt something explode then saw there was fluid seeping between the legs. 

"What is amniotic fluid?" muttered Marsha while touching the liquid.

"O Allah, I surrender to You. May You give ease to the servant when giving birth," continued Marsha.

Under these circumstances there was no one he could contact except Arga. He also tried to contact her.

"Hello." 

Marsha's heart felt faint when she heard the voice of the woman who answered her call. To make sure there was no mistaking, the woman looked at the screen and it was her husband's number.

"Hello, does Arga exist?" ask Marsha.

"There, but he's sleeping. It seems like he is exhausted," the woman replied.

Marsha's body immediately felt limp. He knew what kind of man Arga was. Valerie is his girlfriend.

"Sorry to interrupt" said Marsha.

"wait. I want you out of Arga's life. As long as you know that Arga was mine and you suddenly took it. Basic cheesy!" Valerie swearing.

Marsha immediately turned off her call. Her body trembled between enduring the pain in her stomach and getting angry at Arga's treatment as well as Valerie's.

"Breng_sek you, Arga! I really hate you! You guys did pair up together zina-smith!" shouted Marsha.

Marsha contacts Bu Djoko who lives next to her. The middle-aged woman was very surprised when she heard Marsha's moans going into the channel.

"Oh my God, Marsha!" The old woman got Marsha's condition lying on the sofa unconscious with her clothes down wet with liquid. Though a few moments ago told the door pin number of Arga apartment.

Baby gear bags and small bags that are sometimes used by Marsha are already beside her body. Then Bu Djoko called an ambulance to help bring the pregnant woman to the hospital.

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