Double-role

CHAPTER 23

The red thread called destiny will continue to bind to the owner of their respective stories. Two or three people at once is already a provision. There are many stories that happen on every journey. God is the greatest screenwriter, the most extraordinary owner of all life.

Joking, laughter and tears become complementary spices that continue to revolve around time. Like a game of prick lala, when under expect something to fulfill wish and hope, and when above beauty will appear as long as the eye sees. A cheerful smile was present accompanying the beautiful opportunity that God gave.

As long as the breath continues, the story continues.

Just like what Alina is currently living. He did not expect that he would be with a married man, far from expectations and delusions. The white equestrian prince that he had hoped for a long time had been possessed.

Recorded in the history of life how dark and gloomy his household trip. Alina thinks Azam has turned into a responsible and fair husband. But the man was actually next to heavy.

Alina knew that Yasmin needed Azam more in view of the illness. However, there is no denying that Alina also wants her husband by her side.

Young pregnancy makes it very sensitive, even trivial things can make the psychological disturbed. Until a terrible event has to happen, Alina bleeds. Alone without a husband. Heavy and sick, Alina fought alone for her baby.

Not long after the doctor who handled Alina came out of the room. The faithful Sarah waited outside to get out of her seat and walked over to the man in the white coat.

"How's it going, doc?" tanyanya.

"He had experienced bleeding due to many thoughts, fatigue and stress. I told you something like this doesn't happen again. Because if it repeats itself, it will be fatal. Is her husband there?"

The doctor's statements and questions freeze Sarah. He does not know what to answer and react to get it. There was a sudden pain that greeted him slowly.

The bespectacled man knitted both eyebrows seeing Sarah's reaction. At least he knows what is going on.

"You better tell her husband and talk about this. It is best for mother and baby. Well then excuse me."

After that the doctor stepped foot leaving a million complex in Sarah. The daydreams crashing at him made him still in place. A few minutes later, he walked slowly into the room.

There Alina was lying helpless. Infusion hose to decorate his small hands. The sight that caught his retina was able to give dew in Sarah's eyelids. The sadness arises when remembering the fact that is being carried by the figure in front of him.

"Don't cry and look at me with pity. I'm fine for him."

A soft and soft voice sounded painfully streaming unbearable tears. Sarah hastily removed it when the head was turned. A weak smile and a helping hand in her protruding belly really shook Sarah's feelings. As strong as his energy he resisted the sobs that were racing to get out.

"W-What about the baby, Mommy?" sarah asked and sat down beside the bed.

Alina looked back to the front watching the ceiling of the room. The right hand was not stopping stroking his stomach slowly. A bitter smile appeared considering the terrible event that had just hit him.

"Thank God the baby's fine, she's very strong in here. I have to be strong for him too. I'm all he has now."

Sarah knew the implied meaning in the words that were thrown from behind Alina's pale lips. "I'm all she has now" means that she's the only one who will always be there for her baby.

Alina turned her head back to return Sarah's gaze and circled the room. There was no one there but the three of them. Aqeela who was fast asleep in Sarah's arms became the center of attention. Hand decorated with the infusion hose outstretched gently rubbed his tiny head.

"I panicked and didn't have time to leave it to anyone else. I'm afraid something happened to you, so Aqeela was brought here. I'm sorry, Ma'am. I'm really sorry I didn't make it to Mr. Azam."

Sarah's explanation opened the old wound, Alina's hand movements stopped with her face paled. Instantly a cold aura surged out encompassing the agonizing pain. Not a single word was said afterwards.

Seconds by seconds time passed. The greeting silence resuscitates the situation. A breeze of wind blew around the endless illusion. Imagination is playing usher in the bitter reality if someone he loves does not come.

"Already I guess, Azam mas is unlikely to receive a call from anyone. He's not leaving until Yasmin is okay. I didn't expect more for him to be here, but could he just take a little bit of his time for this kid?" monologue Alina in silence. "O Allah, strengthen the servant through all this" he continued.

Sarah just silently watched her master who was lost in thought. He knows what he is feeling. As a fellow woman Sarah understood Alina's feelings. Moreover, the woman is pregnant now and a terrible incident like this should be accompanied by her husband. Alina did not get that.

"O Allah strengthen Sister Alina" Sarah said.

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In the morning, the sky looks gray today. Cold air pounded the capital delivering a slowly falling rain spatter. Drops by drops of water soaked the earth ushering in the pungent smell of the soil. That domineering aroma ushered in the true facts.

After receiving intensive care, Alina was allowed to go home. Along the way there was only the roar of the taxi engine heard. Sarah watched quietly trying to say everything would be fine. But, he was afraid of disturbing Alina's calmness and just let it go.

Not long after, they arrived home. Just now Alina opened the front gate her forehead shriveled deeply as she caught a luxurious black car parked in the yard. It felt so hard to step in.

Sarah who was handling Aqeela was aware of whose vehicle it was. A feeling of fear and anxiety suddenly approached.

A few moments later the front room door opened. There, in the living room the great master was sitting cross-legged staring at their arrival.

"Where have you been?"

A heavy voice and a firm greeting. Alina takes Sarah's hand off and tells her to leave. "I'm fine, go back to Aqeela's room."

After getting a nod of the head, Sarah passed to let their household affairs. Many times he looked back and saw the eyes of both of them. She refused to leave Alina alone with her husband in such circumstances. But Sarah did not want to go too far.

"Strong mother, Sister Alina don't cry for the baby," her mind then disappeared inside the teak door there.

"I asked, where are you from? Why not tell me if you're going out? I'm still your husband, Alina!!" asserted Azam again.

"So you remember coming home?" ask back Alina while looking up to look into the serious eyes.

"What are you saying, huh?! Can't I go home by myself?"

Azam's tone of voice rose up to make Alina widen both her eyes. He did not expect that this sepetri situation would reoccur. Like de javu that day came again.