Black Stain My Husband

Stay at the Aidin house

"What time are you home, Mom?" zahra asked as she watched Aidin enter the dining room. 

Aidin sat down and sipped the hot coffee presented on the table. Staring at Zahra who looked a little different. The woman looks more beautiful and radiant with a golden yellow dress. 

"Hour two, Agha's car broke down, so I accompanied him."

No response, Zahra picked up rice for Aidin, while sitting next to the man while enjoying warm white milk. 

"Aren't you eating?" ask Aidin to Zahra. 

Zahra shook her head silently, for some reason lately she felt nauseous when she saw rice or something. Sometimes they even vomit if forced. 

"Why cook this much?" aidin protest saw some menus presented. 

"Did papa and mama not tell you that she was on her way, and the plan was that they would stay here for a few days." 

Aidin scrunched his forehead and shook his head slowly. Like I don't believe Zahra's words. 

They will stay here, which means they will see my daily life and Zahra. 

Sure enough, not long ago the car stopped in front of the house. Zahra moved from her seat. 

"It must be papa's car. We welcome them." Grab Aidin's hand and hold it. Her lips covered a sweet smile as Aidin returned the grip. 

Zahra approached Lilian's mother who was busy removing things from the trunk. Aidin helps Darren pick up Herman to sit in a prepared wheelchair. 

"House this big, but you don't use maid services, aren't you tired, Za?" leillian asked Zahra. 

"No, Ma. Duties at home have become my obligations, so my mom doesn't have to worry. Besides, Aidin helps me a lot."

Aidin's eyes are perfectly rounded. He was surprised to hear Zahra's statement which contradicted him. 

"Really, Din?" ask mam Lilian proudly. 

Zahra blinked her eyes at Aidin which meant giving the man a code to nod. 

"I—iya, Ma." Aidin answered nervously. 

"But from now on you have to use the services of helpers, pity Zahra. Maybe because she's too tired, she can't get pregnant yet" Darren said. 

Impregnated. Hearing that word, Aidin's throat suddenly dried up and coughed. 

Instead, Zahra was wondering, considering that he had not come a month more. He stroked his flat stomach. 

Am I pregnant?

Remembering the signs that are often experienced by most pregnant women makes her more confident and hopeful with the presence of the fetus in her womb. 

"But I really don't papa, brother. And still be able to take care of the house, later if I feel not strong, just use the services of a maid," Zahra refused. He did not want Aidin to feel depressed because he had to do something he did not like. 

The atmosphere of the house that is usually quiet is now very crowded. Mr. Herman and Ms. Lilian were enjoying Zahra's cooking at the dinner table, while Aidin and Darren were in the living room. Talk about the new business that Aidin will design next. 

"Papa is proud of you, Din," said Mr. Herman as he lifted his thumb. She flattered her son whom she had taken for granted. However, you can make the right decision. 

"Papa believes you can be more successful" he added. 

Aidin just smiled a little.

Last night, Mr. Herman got a call from one of the clients. They were talking about the project that Aidin was going to build. And Mr. Herman believes it is Aidin's first step to success. 

"I went to the room first, Ma," said Zahra who from earlier felt nauseous. 

This time he could not stand it and chose to avoid them.

Arriving, he rushed into the bathroom to remove his stomach contents that felt up. 

Aidin stepped wide and opened the bathroom door without knocking. 

"Why you?" tanya Aidin approached Zahra who looked pale. 

Zahra shook her head silently, but her weak body forced her to lean against Aidin's chest. 

"Help me into the room, Mas" he said softly. 

Aidin grabbed Zahra by the shoulder and led her to the bed. Help the woman lie down and cover her. 

"Do I need to call a doctor?" 

At once there was a pity to see Zahra who looked weak. But he kept trying to be ugly. 

"No, I just need a break." 

Zahra closed her eyes. Trying to unravel the nausea that returns. 

Aidin came out of the room to meet his mother. It just so happens that they go home on weekends so they can gather like Mr. Herman wants. 

"Zahra where are you, Din?" asked Mr. Herman to look at the door of Aidin's room. 

"He's resting, Pa. He said sleepily, "Aidin replied casually, he sat down next to Darren again. 

Miss Lilian joined in. "You should follow Papa's advice, use the services of a maid so that Zahra is not too tired. Take a lot of time for him. I can't wait to have your grandchildren."

Again Aidin just smiled wryly. In his mind there is no intention to have a child with Zahra, even he wants to immediately complete the bond and can marry Amera. 

The phone on the nightstand rang, forcing Zahra to open her eyes. He picked up and stared at the name that was flashing on the screen. 

"Dad!" peekit Zahra's. He was shocked to see his father's name flashing on the screen. Almost a year after leaving home, this was the first time the man had contacted her. 

Zahra shifted the green badge of receiving sign. 

"Assalamualaikum," said Zahra flatly. 

Mr. Adinata answered Zahra's greetings, then asked the news of the woman. 

"I'm better, what did you call me?" ask Zahra without further ado. 

"Father needs capital for a company that is experiencing a decline." 

Although only by phone, Zahra could feel the burden carried by her father. Having three children who are still sitting in school and being the backbone of the family, is definitely not easy. Plus his stepmother who is accustomed to living glamour and continues to demand Mr. Adinata to fulfill all her wishes. 

"I don't have any money, Dad." 

"You can ask Aidin for help. I heard yesterday he's rising in rank."

Silence, Zahra tried to think hard. Looking for a way to help Mr. Adinata who is definitely currently in distress. 

"How much money do you need?" 

"Just five hundred million." 

Zahra furrowed her brows. Five hundred dollars was also a very large sum, but Adinata's father wore only frills, and it made Zahra shake her head. 

"I'll try, but I don't promise I'll make it." 

Considering her who had not been given a living, made her hesitate to ask for help from her husband.

Everyone will call me when it's hard, but they don't care about me when they're happy. O God, give me the ocean-wide patience to be able to rise from all this.