Exchange Myself for Justice

Exchange Myself for Justice
Chapter 28



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Zahira was still quietly fixated on staring at the two men in front of her were fighting a gaze with a hostile aura.


"Who are you?" ask Adri to Zico. At first glance he looked at the baby's face and the man in front of him was very similar. This man who impregnated Zahira, until now he never knew who the father of the baby was, because Zahira never wanted to tell him.


"I'm Zahira's husband, have you forgotten your own son that you doubted?" zico answered back asking.


Instantly Adri frowned, son? what the man meant, and he also claimed to be Zahira's husband. What's the matter?


"Kids? What do you mean?" ask Adri not understand.


Don't be asked how Zahira panics when the two grown-ups get serious. The woman simply twisted the tip of her shar'i hijab to relieve a little of her anxiety.


"Is this baby not your child? Don't act stupid, you irresponsible man. You may forget the presence of your own baby. It doesn't matter to me if you don't want this baby, because I'm happy to take care of him and take care of him as my own son."


Adri who had been hit by an ammunition attack without knowing the cause. Why this man who claimed to be Zahira's husband was so angry and accused him of being the father of the baby. Of course he didn't want to be a suspect, because he didn't feel like eating jackfruit, but why did he have to be exposed to the sap.


"I'm sorry, you're mistaken for what you said. If I knew who the father of this baby was, then I would be the first to teach him a lesson, for being a cowardly and irresponsible man!" Adri's voice sounded very striking.


As soon as Zico looked at Zahira like he was asking for an answer, what was this really about? if that man wasn't Zafran's father, who would he be?


"I-you mean?" zico asked for a definite answer from Adri.


"Why are you asking me? Didn't Zahira tell you everything." Adri looked at Zahira with a disappointed face. Why is it so easy for the woman to accept another man to be her husband, while she repeatedly asks him to be a wife, but the woman always refuses.


Adri swung his legs two steps right in front of Zahira. "Za, congratulations, you've finally met the man you love. May you be happy" said Adri carved a smile of disappointment, then left the couple.


When Adri had walked several steps, the call of the Judge stopped his steps.


"If this baby isn't yours? That means you're not Zahira's husband?" asked the man to make sure once more.


Adri stared with a slightly mocking smile at the man's stupidity. "What is your relationship like? Why is this me, why do you have to ask me for an explanation? Zahira should have explained everything to you. Are you married without love, so there is no openness between you," said Adri still with a strange smile staring at the couple.


"Eh, don't be so pretentious. I deliberately questioned that to believe that my wife wasn't lying to me. It turns out that now I know that my wife is very honest, so that makes me love her even more," said Zico clearly nagged. As if his words managed to make Zahira was the most sudud.


"Thank God, may you always be happy." Adri immediately left them.


After Adri left, now only the halal couple is still standing there. Zahira, who had been unable to speak, now slowly approached instead of taking Zafran from his father's arms.


"Hi, Umi's son is thirsty? Yuk ASI with Umi," Zahira reached out her hands asking the tiny baby from Zico, but the man kept Zafran away from Zahira.


"Mas, give it to me. I want to give him ASI" said the woman.


Zico held the woman's shoulder so as not to approach. His gaze was so sharp, his wife could have acted innocent after what he had heard.


"Th-there's nothing to explain, Mom!" zahira answered trying to be ordinary. Actually, the heart of the woman had already caught a ketir. He was confused as to how to explain everything.


"really? Then let's go home now!" Zico left the woman who was still glued.


"Mas, wait!" Call Zahira to follow the steps of the man who is no longer in the mood to enjoy the holidays.


"Mas, give me Zafran," Zahira pinta when she's on her bench.


Zico was still staring fixedly to ask Zahira for an explanation, but why this woman was so hard. What was actually hidden by him.


"Za, again I want an explanation from you. Say everything! If the man named Adri is not your husband, then who impregnated you? And who's Zafran's father?" Zico confronted Zahira with questions.


Zahira was still silent a thousand languages, for some reason his heart was still afraid to admit everything to the man, what if Zico took Zafran from him. But he also could not escape from this reality.


"Zahira, answer?" the man was impatient.


"Yes, Mas Adri and I never got married. He was a good man who came to my aid when I was at my lowest. Everyone insulted and blasphemed me when I was found out to be pregnant out of wedlock" Zahira explained with teary eyes.


"So, who's Zafran's biological father?" ask Zico.


"I don't want to tell you who the father is" replied the woman, giving Zico a headache.


"Za, why don't you want to tell me? Am I not your husband. I deserve to know!"


"If you have decided to marry me, then you are ready to accept my son without having to know who his father is" Zahira replied.


"Why should you hide from me, Za? I want honesty from you. To make our household run properly without anything holding up in my heart."


"I'll be honest, but will you promise not to do anything against Zafran?" ask Zahira who doesn't feel like lying. Zafran was entitled to a confession from his biological father.


"Za, I promise. I would never do that. I will love you and Zafran as sincere as my heart" Zico replied, leaving Zahira stunned. What does it mean that the man wants to love himself as sincerely as possible.


"Zafran is your son, Mas," he said, immediately making Zico gasp and immediately clutching the tiny baby tighter.


"Za, is this really what I heard?" asked the man with dewy eyes, he could not hold back the day. Repeatedly kiss the baby's face full of affection and longing.


Zahira nodded. "Yes, Mom, he's your son. That night it got me pregnant. At first I did not believe, but with the reality, then I could not refuse, other than to sincerely accept all my destiny," she explained, she could not hold back her tears.


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