Double-role

CHAPTER 141 (Season 3)

Happiness grows when a little baby grows inside. Dew wash away anxiety drain the worries that could whack.

Under such a bright daytime sky, Alina got such encouraging news. He continues to thank God for His grace again.

Amidst the abundance of pleasure felt, Alina suddenly recalled the incident a few hours ago. She should be able to smile with her husband for the arrival of the baby. However, he had to swallow a bitter pill that faded the smile on his beautiful face.

"Mas, Ma'am," he called.

Azam again held Raihan who had fallen asleep and turned to face Alina, as well as Jasmin. They looked at the interlocutor looking at him in turn.

"Can ... can you keep my pregnancy a secret? And ... can I stay at your place?" Pinta Alina with dewy bead.

Jasmin reviewed a wry smile and walked over. "Don't bother us, Alina. We have become a family after all. You can stay at our place, can't you?"

Azam nodded. "That's true, but regarding your pregnancy .. After all Zaidan should still know. Because he's the father of the baby you're carrying." Jasmin agreed with the husband.

Now it was Alina's turn to nod slowly. "I know, but can you give me some time?"

"Just calm down, we will always support you. Then let's go home, it's not good pregnant women soy sauce. You have to rest a lot." Jasmin led him back to the parking lot. Alina simply commented on the warm smile and followed the two.

...***...

Zaidan was out of his mind when he found no wife or child anywhere. He thought Alina would bring Raihan home, but in reality they were not there.

He again drove his four-wheeled vehicle on the streets of the capital. Sometimes he would stop by the nearest mosque to carry out his obligations and then continue on his way.

The day was already up late in the afternoon, the highway that was once crowded by vehicles was slowly shrinking. An uneasy feeling instantly enveloped his chest, he was afraid that Alina's past present made him decide to actually leave.

"Oh my God, where are you? You're not feeling well," he muttered by the side of the road.

Zaidan again tried to contact Alina's phone, but again the call was out of reach. He rubbed his angry face to see pedestrians who go back and forth alternately.

Amidst the confusion, the smart thing that was still within his grasp shook. Zaidan was flabbergasted and seeing another name sent him a short message.

He opened it and read it which read: "Can we meet?" ask someone there.

"Why did Azam want to see me?" muttered Zaidan did not understand while replying to his message.

"I'm sorry, but I'm not seeing you right now" he said, typing on the screen.

Not long after the message was sent, Azam's reply came so quickly.

"It's about Alina, I hope you can come to the lake cafe near the mall."

Getting the reply Zaidan rushed to turn on his vehicle again went from there.

Twenty minutes later, Zaidan arrived at the cafe. In a hurry he got out of the car looking for Azam's figure.

"What do you want to say? What do you know about Alina?" ask Zaidan to the point.

Azam who was looking out was surprised by the arrival of Zaidan with passionate questions. He looked forward to seeing the look of worried eyes mixed with fear emanating there.

Both of his eyebrows were raised in astonishment when he found a wound with blood drying on Zaidan's cheek. However, he swallowed back the question that made him curious and preferred to focus on the goal.

"Calm down, I don't know what happened to you two. Alina's in my rash right now, she-"

Zaidan immediately grabbed Azam's words quickly. "What's? How could? How could Alina be at your house? Did he come to you straight away and how is he doing now? Alina-"

"Calm down, Alina's fine. For all the time he wanted to stay there." Now it was Azam's turn to cut off the words of his interlocutor.

Zaidan sighed heavily then leaned his heavy back on the head of the chair. He pulled the collar of his shirt which felt suffocating. Azam watched in silence and became more convinced that something had happened.

"I don't know what happened to you, but you better get it done with Alina. I was afraid of the chase when I was with me to remember again .. To be honest, I didn't want to see him suffer again."

Hearing the words Zaidan looked at Azam's eyeballs again. The regret was so obvious there. He extended a knotty smile then nodded in agreement with his words.

"You don't have to worry, no matter what happens I won't let anyone hurt her. I will try to make Alina happy, because .. I love her very much," I'm honest Zaidan.

Azam curled his lips briefly and sipped his coffee slowly. "I trust him to you. I'm glad that in the end Alina was able to get a man who really loved her."

"Ultimately ..when we were together, I could only give wounds and wounds. Now I have a reply to what was done. Alina .. She's a very nice woman, even she's the only person who's been sincerely in love with me all this time."

"However, I abandoned her until she left me, but .. Now I'm glad she got real love. My feelings used to only hurt him, so .. for that never hurt him," said Azam at length.

Zaidan held up his body and placed both hands on the table. "Em, you take it easy I'll definitely take care of her and make her happy."

"I believe you."

In the midst of meeting the two men, Alina was currently only able to sit quietly on the balcony of the room. Azam's residence, which was different and a little further away from his previous home, made him distrustful.

If the bankruptcy experienced by the ex-husband has made Azam give up a magnificent house in the middle of the capital. Now the ex takes his wife and son to live in a simple one-story building that has a slightly spacious courtyard.

Alina stayed there watching the plants thrive giving off a pleasant aroma. Occasionally the hand perched on his stomach stroked slowly. Now he has a new life developing within him.

The arrival of the baby along with the feud that occurred in their household. The pain of the Zulfan family elder's words also made her not confident to meet her husband again.

"I should have realized from the beginning if .. who I am and who Zaidan mas. Our caste is different, he's on top and I'm on bottom. The top is unlikely to be with the bottom, although there will continue to be debate. O Allah, our household has just stepped on four months, but ... there is already a trial in it." Alina sighed tiredly then looked down at her still flat stomach.

"But, behind that too I get another happiness. Thank you, God, for giving back this baby to my servant" he murmured.

...Seriate......