Black Stain My Husband

Aidin Strategies

Not without reason Darren talks like that. Because, he had seen Amera walk with other men. Although it did not know what relationship they were in, still it would provide a little gap for Aidin who felt cornered. 

"You want to avoid what you've done?" shouted Amera pointed at Aidin.

"My brother didn't say anything, but I didn't believe it." Darren stood in front of his sister, protecting her. Aidin is weak enough to face problems alone and needs his help. His mind was already muddled with cravings that tormented him and searched for the undiscovered Zahra.

"If the baby you're carrying is my nephew, we'll take responsibility" he said.

Sinning once if they deny, because basically Aidin did touch the woman. 

"Okay, I'm waiting for your promise." 

"We're gonna do a DNA test."

Silent for a moment, Amera answered nothing. Staring at the entire Aidin family in turn. His eyes stopped on the figure of the man he loved so much.

"I'm not afraid," Amera challenged confidently. 

"No need, brother. I'll be in charge" Aidin. Walk slowly past the brother in front of him. 

"It's not funny, Din." Darren didn't accept the decision. Pulling Aidin's arm up staggered and almost fell down. 

Ms. Lilian kept on shaking her head, not believing what her youngest son said.  Then where's the promise all along that will find Zahra and apologize. Even Aidin once said that he would wait for the woman. But now it will be responsible with the baby who is not necessarily his flesh blood. 

"Father, Brother. Doesn't everything we do have to be accounted for?"

What the hell, where his brain, basic sister does not know self, in martial even crunched. Darren could only grumble inwardly, unwilling to interfere again. 

"You want to marry me, don't you?" ask Aidin seriously. This time he wanted to solve his problem without help from others. 

Amera smiled happily. Staring at the bead of the eyes of the man who had been giving everything he wanted. 

"I want. Didn't you promise to marry me?" Hugging the man who was missed. 

"I'll marry you soon, but __" Aidin's words paused. "You must be prepared to live poor" he continued. 

Amera loosened her embrace. His head looked up at the two beads of Aidin's eyes intensely. He was looking for a lie he could not find. 

"Pa, Mama. From today I'll leave the company to Darren's brother. He'll take care of everything." 

"Why is that. Didn't you also raise the name of the company. This is not fair. What do you want to feed our child?" Amera spoke up, not understanding Aidin's way of thinking. 

Darren hush. He began to digest every word of Aidin that was a little confusing, but behind it all he was sure there was another plan. 

"It's very fair, Me. I got my inheritance because of Zahra, but now that she's gone, that means I don't have the right to enjoy it. Now we can live together, isn't that what you want. I can work to make money for you and our son. Don't worry."

Aidin did not hesitate to call the baby in the stomach Amera as his son. There's nothing to be concerned about anymore, what's the point of arguing that definitely won't solve the problem. 

Amera shook her head, all this time her life was full of luxury, but suddenly Aidin invited her to live destitute. Is he able to leave the glamor that has been obtained, is able to fight with Aidin who has nothing. There is still a lot to think about, not only for her, but also the baby in her womb. 

"Come, Me. I will try to make you happy in my own way" persuaded Aidin to the umpteenth time. 

After saying that, Amera left Herman's room. 

The laughter from being held back now came to see how disappointed Amera was. 

Darren held onto his stomach from an unstoppable laugh. Patting the back of his clever sister is theatrical. 

"You're very smart, Din." 

"If I'm smart, it's impossible to lose the one I love, brother. I was stupid, all this time believing in Amera who only wanted my property. I learned from Zahra. Every day he used a different way to tell me to pray. Never tired of showing me the straight path. Now I'm gonna face my own problems."

The shadow of a plain face with a black hijab wrapped around his head flashed back making Aidin smile. 

Whether or not I am affirmed, I will always pray that you and our children will be well. 

Mrs Lilian hugged her youngest son. Proud of Aidin who can now stand alone, even had wanted to be angry when the man chose to marry Amera, but now relieved, but now relieved, because what was said was only a threat to reach out to the woman's intentions. 

"But what if Amera's child is your child?" Miss Lilian reminded. 

There's a chance that's true. Stains that have been embedded they can not cover again just for the sake of an honor alone. 

"There's no ex-child, Ma. I will remain responsible as a father's duty. 

But I won't marry her, because Zahra will be my only wife." 

"Patience, consider it a test before you get real happiness." 

It's been almost three days for Aidin to search for Zahra out of town. He has not received any signs. There was no one he could ask. None of his men found the woman. It is as if it were swallowed up by the earth. 

Aidin's phone is ringing. It turned out that Delia's mother's name was flashing on the screen. 

Why did you call me, did this have anything to do with Zahra?

Aidin hurriedly shifted the green-colored screen of the receiving sign. 

"Where are you," said aunt Delia. 

All this time the relationship was not too good, even tucked into hatred when the woman saw him one room with Amera. However, now he would consider his mother Delia his father-in-law. Someone who has presented a righteous woman in his life. 

"I'm in the hospital, Ma. Nungguin. What's wrong?" tanya Aidin.

"I want to meet you. Come to cafe XX. Right now, I'm waiting!"

Not yet able to answer, the connection has been cut. Aidin did not know what his in-laws were going to talk about, but from the tone the woman looked serious.

"Your mom?" guess Darren is listening to Aidin's conversation and the guy behind the phone.

Aidin nodded. Beware of both her parents and her brother. Although sure that what was talked about was not about Zahra, at least she fulfilled the call of mama Delia. Reconnecting relationships that had been tenuous because of each selfishness.