Buying Wife

part28's

The son immediately changed his clothes as soon as he got home. His right arm was exposed to blood as he carried his wife into the IGD. Mahira is fine actually, he just can't bear to see the bloody back of his wife seen by others.

After changing her clothes, she helps Mahira take off her clothes and bathes her. Like a father bathing his little daughter. Mahira just stayed in the bathtub, as soon as the Son rubbed his body. After the bath, she wiped Mahira's body, put on a towel and carried it.

With great care, the Son also wore Mahira clothes.

"Don't move much and should be a total bed rest at home. It would be much safer given the current conditions.

The words of the doctor always ring in the Son's ear. His wife who turned out to be pregnant experienced abnormalities in her womb. The placenta is located where it should not be. Although it is still possible to move places according to the development and widening of the uterus, but still the condition of Mahira must be completely safe so as not to occur further bleeding.

"Never experience a hard collision, including when having sex. For a while, you fasted until the condition of the wife of the bapake is really ready."

This time, the statement disturbed his mind. The son thought that Mahira was bleeding because of a fall earlier.

"Anyways, from now on you don't move. Stay in bed."

"But, Mr ...."

"Don't argue! just tell me what you want with me."

"But you have to work. Where is it possible 24 hours always here and–"

"I'll work from home. I'll only go to the office if there's an urgent need."

"Is that okay?"

"Don't think about it. Rest and eat a lot."

"What if I'm fat, sir?"

"It's okay. Naturally, people are pregnant."

"I'm straight away, you don't like it. What if I'm fat." Mahira's whisper but can still be heard by the Son's ears.

The son just stared in silence. He looked at his wife who was lying down. The tiny body was almost imperceptible as it curled up under the thick blanket.

Ririn cried when she got to the apartment. His feelings were shattered into pieces. He who used to save the taste for the Son now, must be disappointed again after the first feeling must run aground because it is hindered by the blessing of parents.

"Sir, Mum. This time please bless me and my son. He's a good man and a responsibility." Pinta Ririn to her parents at that time, when she came to Jakarta to meet Putra.

"Mother and father don't not approve, it's just that I doubt him." Mom's worried.

"What's the doubt, Mom? maybe in the past the son was not ready because it was not established. But now that he's successful, he'll marry me. After all, according to my friend, she is not married. Yes, Ma?"

Yes, at that time Ririn and her family asked Putra to marry Ririn. The unstable financial condition of the Son plus his burden to send his sister and support Mother, made the Son take the decision to refuse to continue his relationship to the level of marriage.

"Father is no longer willing to manage your life. As a parent, you can only pray for the best. Go, whatever happens, you have to face it, someday."

Ririn came back crying recalling her conversation with her parents back then. Tight chest. He felt really disappointed and embarrassed. Yes, he felt ashamed of the views people had on him. After all, she was a hijab-wearing woman who should not be close to people's husbands.

"Why were you dishonest from the beginning, Mas," said Ririn interrupted sobs.

Rurin was drowning in her sadness and disappointment. Lose the body by immersing the face on the pillow.

The beautiful woman got up when she heard the call of prayer. His puffy face with puffy eyes and a red nose, he rushed to take a bath and took ablution water.

On the table, he raised his hand. Ask forgiveness from the owner. Her tears returned to remember how embarrassed she was because she had been going and walking with men that she was not supposed to approach. Her little heart confirmed that this was all the Son's fault for being dishonest, however, Ririn still felt ashamed at the sight of the people towards her.

It was enough to chat with the Khaliq, he took a cell phone and tried to call Putra. Long wait but no answer. His heart began to grieve again, his shadow floating on the thoughts of the Son and Mahira.

"Are they alone? are they being .. astagfirullah."

Mahira was well aware that her thoughts were wrong and inappropriate. Only, he could not deny that there was a hot object burning his heart.

"Why is it like this? isn't there any happiness I deserve? it's enough pain to play the role of a wife of a man I don't love, and .. wait a minute." suddenly Ririn realized something.

"Is it possible that the Son also .. well, I should speak to him. I'll see him later."

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