Black Stain My Husband

Negatively

Almost three times the ringing of the neglected cell phone made Zahra curious and asked, "Call from whom, Mas? Why not lift?"

Aidin lowered his head. The enveloping fear overcame the cold night wind that pierced through the bones. What will he do if the result is positive, while not wanting Zahra hurt again because of his actions. 

"Can I see it?"

Aidin handed his cell phone to his wife who was lying down. Can't imagine what would happen if Zahra found out about the presence of Fathan, who was clearly the son of her affair. 

Doctor Fikri, who is he? 

Just asking in my heart. Then return the flat object to the owner. 

"Lift, Mum! Noisy, pity Zea." 

Not raising Aidin actually rejects the call. Stand up, then bend over. He put his face on Zahra's face. 

"There are too many wounds I have inflicted on you. And I promised not to hurt you again. I realized what Mama Delia said was true, I don't deserve to be your husband." 

"Why should I bring that up again, I just want to know what purpose doctor Fikri called you for?" Zahra switched the conversation, not wanting to bring up the painful past. 

"Doctor Fikri__" Paused for a moment. Must be sure to be honest despite being bitter. 

"Doctor Fikri will tell you the DNA test results between me and Fathan, Amera's son."

Zahra furrowed her brows. Bak was pierced through the pain, the pain filling his chest at this moment. The statement was very bitter, when she gave birth to a baby, why should there be another baby born from the womb of another person, especially the woman adjaan her husband. 

"I'm sorry, honey. I'm sorry." 

Aidin's tears spilled down his sturdy cheeks. His regret is indeed not brimmed, but now as small as anything should be open. Do not want to hide the results of hibiscus that has ever been done. 

Zahra rubbed Aidin's hand gently then kissed the man's forehead.

"Let me talk to Doctor Fikri. Whatever the outcome, I'll take it." 

It was made from what the heart of the woman currently before him was. To look very relaxed in the face of big things like this. 

Aidin gives Zahra his cell phone again after contacting Doctor Fikri. 

"Assynthet, Doc. It's Zahra, wife of Aidin," Zahra said. Switch to a video call to be able to see the action behind the phone. 

"It turns out there's not only doctor Fikri, but also Darren." 

The man could only smile looking at his sister-in-law. Want to meet again soon and get together like before, but there are still some obstacles that must be resolved as soon as possible. 

Zahra put her finger on her lips. Tell them to be quiet then rubbed the thick hair of the husband who still buried his face. 

"I'd like to see the results of the DNA tests on Aidin and Fathan, Doc."

It was clearly seen that Doctor Fikri tore the envelope that was in his hand. Then open wide in the direction of the phone screen until the writing is clearly and clearly visible. 

Zahra read line by line, until the writing that is the only proof is plastered. Reading repeatedly then smiling thinly. 

Aidin was anxious, fearing that the result would disappoint Zahra for the umpteenth time. 

"What's the outcome?" Aidin only dared to look at Zahra and did not want to see the writing itself. His heart was racing waiting for an answer.

"The result is negative, Mommy. He's not your son."

Zahra turned the phone screen in front of Aidin. Ask the man to read it himself. 

But still the result did not dampen Aidin's regret, his face remained dim like a cloud of black. 

The phone had not been turned off until Darren could hear the regretful words of his sister. As a brother, he was guilty because all this time he was not supportive and always blamed. 

"Zea wake up, Mas! Please bring it here." There was no other way, Zahra switched the conversation so that Aidin would forget everything. 

Darren across the street smiled at the name Zahra. Because, before Lilian had told him about the baby Zahra named Zea Almaira Adijaya. 

"Where is my beautiful niece?"

Zahra shifted her phone screen towards her daughter who was in Aidin's sling. Keep reviewing the smile as the sister-in-law and her husband compare the beauty of Zea and Shireen. Divorce is also free, because they can't be anyone who wants to give up.

Although not far away, Aidin still won, because the fact is the baby is much more beautiful and adorable. 

Darren and Fikri smiled, as if they were in love with that tiny, sleeping baby. 

Despite the unfortunate fate of the womb, now can feel the warmth embraced and kissed a father. Surrounded by loved ones. 

The night is getting late. Aidin ended his call. One hand grabbed Zea, while the other rubbed Zahra's forehead which also narrowed her eyes. 

A few minutes later, Zahra's eyes fell asleep. Aidin ventured into kissing the two cheeks of the woman in turn. 

"I will stand guard here, I will accompany you and Zea."

Just putting Zea into the box, a hand pulled Aidin's arm from behind. 

"Mama," she was surprised. It was Delia. His face looked pias as if he was holding on to anger. 

"Follow me!"

Aidin followed Delia from behind after enveloping Zahra. They arrived in a very quiet hallway, there was no one there, only a few doctors and nurses who occasionally passed by. 

"What's up, Ma?" tanya Aidin stood in front of her in-laws. 

"Deliver Zahra, for she will soon be married to Iqbal." 

How many times had the request slid from the corner of Delia's lips, but Aidin never paid attention to it. His desire to unite is so strong and continue to oppose anything that stands in his way. 

"I will divorce Zahra if she asks me. I want to hear from Zahra's lips, not someone else's" said Aidin. 

Now he really resigned if Zahra really wanted to separate, but whole body soul wanted to keep the two women. And create a happy little family. 

Various ways Delia had done, torture, insinuations, teasing, even demeaning, still did not make Aidin retreat, even more challenging to have his daughter. 

"Mr Aidin, Mrs Zahra is calling out to you" shouted a nun from the front of Zahra's room. 

Aidin nodded then left Delia who was still filled with annoyance due to her refusal. 

"Do you need anything?" Grasping Zahra's fingers gently. 

"Where from?" ask Zahra back. Staring at Delia who had just entered. Caught something that happened between her husband and her mother. 

"From the front, sleep now I won't go again." 

Pulling up a chair and sitting down. Swiping Zahra's forehead to fall back asleep. 

Meanwhile, Mama Delia could not even tell Aidin to leave the room, fearing that Zahra was disappointed in him. Even though his heart was not willing to see them together.

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