Forced Loving

chapter 113

Patiently and painstakingly Nadira cleaned the wound on Zubair's face and then treated the wound.

The man grimaced occasionally withstanding the pain.

" say brother.what else have you done now, why are grandfather and mamy Almayra so angry at you ?! " press Nadira on the brother.

Zubair threw his face elsewhere while remaining silent. He felt reluctant to talk.

The shadow of Zain embracing Alika's body was enough to make her lose her sanity.

He was really unable to control his heart and mind because it was burned with jealousy.

" was I not misheard.you claimed to be the father of the baby who was in the birth of Alika brother.....?! " asked Nadira again, but this time the face of the woman with a wide hijab seemed to imply anger as well as disappointment.

" you have gone mad, brother.you have really gone mad." - Nadira again.

" hush up Nadira....

I am really in love with that woman. I can no longer hold back my feelings. I could be really crazy if I couldn't have Nadira "

Zubair stood up from his seat and then stepped back and forth to and fro with a raving that made Nadira shake her head.

Time and again the handsome man whose face looks bruised here and there is restoring his hair so that the hair that was neatly arranged now becomes a mess.

Nadira could no longer say what, he never saw his brother as messy as this.

Zubair always seems calm even though he tends to urgently when compared with his first brother...Abdullah.

Especially when it comes to women, Zubair never looks too influenced by creatures called women.

But this.he really is like not knowing the brother anymore.

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Meanwhile, in Zain's room, the man seemed to be gently stroking Alika's lower abdomen, after he put his wife on the bed with a very careful.

Zain was always heartbroken about his wife.

The physical woman he loved was very fragile since she was declared pregnant with twins.

The trauma he had experienced also had a major effect on the decline of his immune system, especially during pregnancy like this.

Luckily, his pregnancy did not complicate it at all, only his own physical and immune are indeed fairly weak.

" are you okay, baby.please be strong, take care of your good mama dear.." he whispered before the wife's stomach is increasingly bloated between her mouth in the stomach.

" are they okay, baby ?! " now Zain who was sitting on the floor while continuing to rub the stomach protruding Alika looked up to ask the wife.

" why does this feel a little harsh, you are in pain.we go to the hospital, ah no. Let me call the doctor here..." Zain was already looking panicked because he felt the stomach of Alika he touched felt hard and stiff.

Zain was about to stand up when Alika grabbed his hand and put it back on his stomach then moved the hand in a swiping motion.

Zain said that he was sitting beside Alika lying down. And started rubbing that stomach back.

" does it still hurt ?! " question Zain still with a worried face.

" a little less, because the papa that rubs " replied Alika smiled which made Zain's heart a little calm.

" are you okay ?! " asked Zain again, this time he fused his forehead to Alika's forehead.

There was relief in his heart seeing that woman's smile.

To her.Alika's smile was her breath.

Yesterday he was very worried, he was afraid of Alika's trauma back and would make the woman lose consciousness and affect her health.

Because now Alika is pregnant with twins, and really it is very influential on her health condition.

All this time..Zain is very extra to maintain the health and mental stability of the wife.

That is why, when he saw the change in Alika he immediately asked Alex and Faritz to investigate.

And the results are beyond his predictions.

He had indeed thought Zubair would not just stay still, he had also prepared himself for the possibility of Zubair doing recklessness.

But.nekat claimed to be the father of the baby in the birth of the wife, it was beyond reason. And it was clearly unthinkable for Zain.

He learned from the cctv footage on the second floor that was deliberately installed to record every incident on the second floor.

" you don't want to do something ?! " ask Alika while looking fixedly at Zain's face.

" do what hmm.... ?! " Zain asked back while gently tasting the lips of the woman who looked pale in front of him.

" something that might make you have no doubts about them." replied Alika.

" what is that...?! "

" dna test possible.....!! " Alika said with a sad face.

While Zain looked at him fixedly.