Being Mommy My Boss's Son

Refusal

Farhan is currently pacing back and forth in front of the ER room. The doctor was examining Nesha inside with one of the sisters. Not long after the door opened. A doctor came out of there.

" How's my wife doing Doc? How's that?" Tanya Farhan approached Doctor Jesika.

" Miss Nesha is just tired and a little stressed sir, Oh yes congratulations your wife is pregnant six weeks, The content is fine, At this age the fetus is still prone to miscarriage, Oh yes congratulations, Moreover, your wife is still relatively young, Keep the emotional stability of Miss Nesha not to let her always be stressed and depressed like today, Get enough rest and eat a lot of nutritious food, healthy food, Reduce heavy work." Advice from Doctor Jesika.

" Why did he feel the pain?" Ask Farhan.

" That's a common thing that happens to young pregnant mothers, it's just regular cramping sir don't worry Miss Nesha's content is strong enough." Sahut Doctor.

" What should I do now Doc?" Ask Farhan.

" For the next few days Miss Nesha will have to be in intensive care because her blood pressure is so low that the patient recovers and returns home, we will transfer Miss Nesha to the ward." Doctor Jesika.

" Do your best for my wife Doc." Farhan.

" We'll try to be as minimal as possible sir, then excuse me." Pamit Doctor resigns.

" Please Doc, Thank you." Sahut Farhan's.

Shortly after the Doctor leaves Farhan, A nurse pushes the gurney into the VIP ward, Nesha lying weakly on top of the gurney. Nesha still faithfully closed her eyes making Farhan feel guilty. Farhan followed him from behind.

Arriving at the ward, Farhan immediately moved Nesha to the patient bed. He sat on the bedside chair with Nesha's hand. Sometimes Farhan kissed her.

" Dear to know... I'm sorry, I'm sorry for being this stupid, I'm repeating the same mistake again... I don't think about the consequences for our relationship, I just feel responsible because his father once left him to me.... Ii'm sorry... Don't ever leave me, allow me and allow me to touch you, I don't want to lose you and our son." Said Farhan kissing Nesha's hand, He turned to Nesha's stomach.

" dear... Sorry Papi.. Papi has made you angry like this, Healthy inside do not bother Mami, Poor Mami if you have to bother you with Bang Nathan, Papi is impatient to be bothered by you... You want to eat this, eat it later ask Papi yes.. Papi can't wait for your presence..Papi love you and your dear Mama." Said Farhan while kissing Nesha's flat stomach.

Nesha blinked her eyes, She spread her gaze to look at every corner of the room in white, She stared at the infusion needle that stuck in her hand. Feeling the movement of Farhan looked up at Nesha.

" Sweetie you're sober, drink ya." Farhan thrust a glass of water toward Nesha, but Nesha refused. He threw his face in the opposite direction.

" dear... Drink first, Here I help" said Farhan.

Nesha closed her eyes again, At this moment she did not want to see her husband. His heart is still arrogant with Farhan's insensitive attitude and always like this, He will be good to everyone to forget it, Nesha was annoyed He pressed the nurse nurse button sign calling the nurse without Farhan knowing. Shortly after, a nurse came into his room.

" Can I help you sir?" Asked the nurse named Ida to approach Nesha's bed.

" Eh..." Farhan said confusedly, He didn't feel like calling him.

" Of..." Lirih Nesha's.

" Yes, Madam..." Sister Ida approaches Nesha.

" Can I borrow your phone?" Ask Nesha.

" Can.... Soon I happened to take him, Fortunately it's his break, otherwise I can't bring a cell phone." Babe sister Ida.

" It's..." Sister Ida said her phone.

Nesha accepted it and she dialed some numbers to connect with it. The call is connected until a few minutes finally the call is answered.

" Hello... Who yeah?" Ask someone over there.

" I'm Sif.... " Sahut Nesha's.

" Nesha's? Why use people's phones?" Ask Sifa.

" Come to the hospital I opened here yesterday." Nesha.

" Okay, I'll be there soon." Sahut Sifa closed her call.

" Thank you Sus." Nesha returns sister Ida's phone.

" Same with Him, May heals quickly then please excuse me first." Sister Ida said, Then she walked out of Nesha's room.

" I'm here Yank, why ask someone else for help?" Ask Farhan.

Nesha did not respond, she lay down to close her eyes. Farhan sighed, He sat down on the chair, holding Nesha's hand. Nesha withdrew her hand but Farhan tightened his grip.

" dear... Please forgive me, I regret it, Really.... I promise this is the last time I let you down, I'm sorry.. I need to explain to you, Fatika has terminal uterine cancer, She was divorced by her husband, Her husband remarried, He wants me to accompany her last moment as a friend, We do not have any feelings what Yank, I can not bear to see it, Friend who used to be always cheerful now can only lie weakly on the gurney alone, I'm sorry that makes you disappointed, I'm sorry Yank, I'm sorry, If you don't believe you can see him, he's in this hospital, I'm sorry... Don't be angry anymore, I'm not strong enough to be ignored by you Yank... Sorry." Said Farhan with a glare. Farhan kissed Nesha on the forehead, Arriving...

Yuck....

" Don't follow me, I'm sick of being around you." Ketus Nesha closed the bathroom door making Farhan unable to get inside.

Yuck....Yuck...Yuck....

" O Allah have mercy on my wife, Do not make her experience this way, Leave everything to me, Let me take her place, I cannot bear to see that she is tormented by her circumstances, She is pregnant with my son, My flesh and blood, let me have a sympathetic pregnancy so that she will not be tormented like this" Monologue Farhan.

Yuck...Yuck...

" dear... Open the door donk... I'm going in, honey...." Farhan said as he knocked on the door.

" Why Brother?" Tanya Sifa who had just entered approached Farhan who was standing in front of the bathroom door.

" It's mutant Nesha again, she doesn't want me to get her, she says nauseous." Farhan.

Tok tok...

" nice... It's me." It's me." Sifa.

Chequek...

Nesha opened the door, Sifa immediately went inside.

" Have you been?" Ask Sifa.

" It's." Nesha Sahut.

" Let me help." Say Sifa while holding Nesha to the bed. Sifa threw Nesha's body into the bed and covered her.

" nl.. Please tell her, tell her to get out of here, I'm sick of being close to her." Nesha pointed towards Farhan.

" Good." Sifa Sahut.

Sifa approached Farhan who was sitting on the sofa.

" I'm sorry, sister, Nesha told you to get out of this room, Nesha's sick to be near you." Sifa said heart.

" Sweetie you're nauseous being near me? Why?" Tanya Farhan approached Nesha.

Yuck...

Nesha shut her mouth, she ran back to the bathroom to turn her entrails back.

" It seems your son hates you, sister, that's why he won't get close to you." Sifa.

" My son is angry with me, Nesha." Lirih Farhan's.

" Patience Brother, maybe this is called the birth of a baby." Sifa.

" When is Sif? I don't want to be far from Nesha." Ask Farhan.

" It usually goes to the first trimester otherwise it can be until the baby is born." Sifa.

" What? Until the baby is born? Long time... O God do not punish me like this, I cannot be far from my wife." Farhan.

" But the end of this you can be far from Nesha." Sifa.

" you mean?" Ask Farhan.

" The proof is that you rarely go home, you ignore Nesha at the end of this, until Nesha faints if you want to overtime... Overtime take care of your former soul mate, Now feel the vengeance of your child who does not want to be close to you, Now please get out of here, Urus Safita aja Kak let Nesha I take care of." Ketus Sifa's.

Check Mat.... Farhan could not say anything just to defend himself. Sifa already knew what was really going on with her best friend. Nesha complained that Farhan rarely came home and lied to her overtime. Although Nesha still covers up about Farhan taking care of Safita but Sifa is not stupid, she finds out for herself why Farhan rarely comes home, Until finally Sifa knew that it turned out that Farhan accompanied Safita the former mate. Sifa immediately followed Nesha to the bathroom leaving Farhan still standing.

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