Holy Prison (Love For Iqlima)
Chapter 99: Heir of the Family
"What mi?! Layla ha...pregnant? " Yahya was really surprised to hear the words of Hajjah Aisyah. Especially Iqlima. He who had just heard Yahya's confession seemed to have difficulty retracing.
Layla's pregnant? Iqlima bit his lower lip.
"Happy Gus!!"
"Good Nak! "
"Congratulations!! You're gonna be a dad! You're so lucky!" The assistants and relatives congratulated him with bright sparkling faces. Iqlima seemed to want to disappear from before them.
"You're great, son! Layla is great too... Ummi is so happy! Ummi is proud of you! Meet Layla... Don't let the pregnancy get interrupted! He truly fulfilled everyone's expectations! She really is a dream daughter-in-law! " Hajjah Aisyah's words encouraged Yahya to go into the room to meet Layla. The young man took the time to glance at Iqlima who stood alone. Sculpted and neglected. The assistants chose to disperse and continue their duties.
"Yes Rabb... I cannot imagine how handsome or beautiful the son or daughter of Gus Yahya is! It is certain that this seedlings excel! Mashay Allah Tabaarakallah! " Chamble one of them with a distinctive tone after Yahya successfully dribbled into the room. Iqlima heard it with his body frozen.
"Sure! It is definitely a superior seed... They just got married but were quickly given their trust! I don't know what practice Layla did so loved! She is indeed a woman in blessing, not a damned woman! " The words of the relatives felt more striking. They said while glancing cynically towards Iqlima. Iqlima really has trouble moving even if just want to step foot.
"Hmh....!" Other relatives are clucking.
"Son, you better hurry to the boarding school! Your schedule should have been there this morning, right? Hurry up if you don't want to get in trouble! " Next again. Iqlima is becoming quiet. His heart felt crumpled. By forcing himself and without regard to relatives and home assistants, Iqlima turned around to walk away from them.
"Astaghfirullah's... You don't know manners! Already can not give offspring, not legitimate wives even belagu! Huh! " Tell me a close relative of a young age shook his head. They felt Iqlima did not appreciate everyone who was there. Even from the beginning they viewed Iqlima as a destroyer of happiness.
"Huss! It's already! Don't interfere! Just pray that's all right for the Gus family! " One of the older ones reminded. The others could only smile cynically. They disbanded after feeling there was nothing more to talk about.
Oh Allah... Why haven't I been able to give Yahya a descendant bang yet? Am I really a damned woman? Will I never be happy in my life? Iqlima's eyes glazed over. He squeezed the edge of his blouse. The words of close relatives ring in the ears. Iqlima pulled over near the porch wall and leaned there. He held his head that felt dizzy. Lately he has difficulty swallowing food until he often has severe anemia.
Tap Tap Tap
"Miss, are you okay? Why is Miss here? Miss's face is pale too!" Sri appeared to be approaching.
"I'm doing fine. L'm... I'm going to the boarding school now! " Iqlima tried to smile. Lousy.
"Do you want me to deliver? " Resign again.
"No need to, thank you! Where is Sri's hurry? "
"I... Hmh... Sscs...I was sent to Miss La's room.. Layla" Sahut Sri is nervous. He saw clearly the change in the look of Iqlima's face.
"Oh... Alright then" Iqlima still tried to smile.
"I... Excuse me, miss..." Sahut Sri felt wrong. Iqlima nodded and stared at Sri's departure with a sad face. For a moment Iqlima fell silent. I don't know why the footsteps led him to follow in Sri's footsteps.
Tok Tok Tok Tok Tok Tok Tok
Sri knocked on the room door.
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Yahya finds Layla lying down. A young doctor was beside her examining her. With doubt the young man walked over.
"Congratulations Gus Yahya, Miss Layla is positively pregnant! " Doctor Miranda sumringah said. Layla looked at Yahya with a pale face. She really hopes her husband will accept the child in her womb.
Hajjah Aisyah nodded with satisfaction. The ideal of getting a successor from Layla's womb was achieved already. For a moment Yahya looked at Layla's face fixedly. Yahya. He slightly frowned looking thoughtful. Layla's face turned pale. Slowly Yahya reached out.
Lothawat! Yahya will slap me! How'this? Layla's eyes closed immediately. His hands were clenched in fear. Layla vibrates.
Sets.
Beyond a doubt. Yahya even wiped the sweat that poured on Layla's forehead. Then then, then,
"Thank you... Thank you, Layla! You've been pregnant with my son! " Yahya said grasping her hand and then switching to rubbing her plain arm. The woman lying down breathed a sigh of relief. Her tense face changed.
"May our children always be in the care of God, mas! " Sayla said in tears. Everyone in the room thought the tears of fear to be tears. Yahya nodded and swiftly wiped away the water flowing from Layla's eyes.
"Dear grandchildren... How lucky you are! God willing my great-granddaughter will bring us increased happiness in our extended family! " Said Hajjah Maharani who from the beginning was in Layla's room.
"How's my wife doing, doc? "
"Thank God, everything is healthy! But the condition of the fetus is a little weak. So Miss Layla has to rest a lot and absolutely no stress! Not a lot of thoughts. So Gus Yahya has to take extra care of Miss Layla and the conceived fetus! " Light of Doctor Miranda.
"In case of further condition and technical issues, Ms. Layla will have to be transported to the clinic tomorrow for USG!" Doctor Miranda again.
"You heard that, didn't you, son? From now on you should pay more attention to Layla's son. Gotta pack it up extra! If you need a leave of absence from the office and pesantren for a while let alone the first trimester of pregnancy your wife is so vulnerable! " Sambar Hajjah Aisyah.
On the other side. Behind the door that was slightly open, Iqlima who had been following in the footsteps of Sri turned out to pay attention to the situation in the room carefully.
His defense instantly collapsed instantly. Leaning against the wall and a body that shook violently, Iqlima bit his finger with all his might to hide the bursting cry. The tears continued to flow. Iqlima hiccups in silence.
Time and time again he convinced himself that Yahya's concern and affection for Layla was a reasonableness and duty. Especially now that Layla contains the fruit of their love. But unfortunately, Iqlima failed to overcome his heart problems that still felt pain.
The fact that Yahya's seed was in Layla's womb after the sweet confession that her husband never touched another woman felt so stifling. Iqlima feels betrayed. Unable to stand it, he ran away from the room.
When I was drowning in the sand watching you come off,
I will die buried with feelings, because all I do is cry through the smile~ Bang Yahya... Wh why? Iqlima continued to dart around without caring around.
Want Iqlima? Haji Zakaria who had just returned from the University frowned seeing the astonishment of her daughter-in-law walking quickly while crying shut her mouth without looking to the right and to the left. He wanted to come but it was too late. Iqlima has moved away to Bustanul Jannah.
What's the matter? Haji Zakaria rushed into the house. He found Hajjah Aisyah coming out of Layla's bedroom door.
"Alhamdulillah I have come home! " Hajjah Aisyah sparkles.
"What's going on, mi? " Search Hajj Zakaria.
"Well, we're gonna be grandparents! Thank God Layla is pregnant! Layla hamil's son! " Hajjah Aisyah immediately strangled cheerfully. Haji Zakaria was silent. He frowned without responding to anything.
"Well, Abah why? Why does Abah seem so ordinary? Bah, we'll have a grandchild soon! Layla will give birth to an heir in the family.This is all in line with our dreams! " Hajjah Aisyah continued again with the same expression.
"Thank God, may Allah have mercy on Layla! But you should ummi or other residents in this house can keep the attitude! " Take Zakaria Hajj while walking away by stretching the tie. He walked to their room.
"Keeping attitude how bah? This is happy news! There's nothing we need to hide! The happy news is shia'ar! " Hajjah Aisyah's protest followed Haji Zakaria to the chamber. He even forgot that his purpose out of Layla's room was to commemorate Iqlima so as not to create problems until later causing the pregnancy of his favorite daughter-in-law disturbed.
"Mi, it's true that Nak Layla's pregnancy is bliss... But we must not forget the existence of lak Iqlima here! Keep the feeling! " Sahut Haji Zakaria took off the shirt leaving a white shirt. He was going to the bathroom to take ablution' .
"Wait a minute, Bah! Why should we keep the feeling of Iqlima? He should be happy... Happy because Yahya will get an heir! Their son is also their son! It should be now that Iqlima has much to succumb to not monopolize Yahya's existence and keep Layla's feelings sensitive! "
"Mi, Iqlima is also a human being who has feelings! For years he wanted a baby. For years he also resisted the urge of large families to have children until he was willing in honey! Now, his honeymoon sister was first given the trust... This is not the fault of Layla, this is the destiny of the Almighty. However, try to position yourself ummi in his position! We celebrate happiness and gratitude above its helplessness! Not embracing, but ummi and we all embrace the one and deny the other! This is so unfair! Mi, Iqlima will only be happy if he contains his own baby! So, honor the feelings of our two ghosts! " Titue Hajj Zakaria.
"So wonder, it should be ummi who is a woman can be sensitive to things like this! Does ummi not remember how happy her ummi when pregnant with our first child? The fruit of our love? Alm. Yahya's sister? Iqlima also wanted to feel it! We should also be able to keep his feelings and pray that Iqlima can also be given trust immediately by Allah SWT! "
Deg.
Hajjah Aisyah was silent. He stopped chasing after the husband who had already stepped into the bathroom. Suddenly Hajjah Aisyah's face paled. The shadow of the past is approaching. A memory of how she pretended to be happy when she had her first pregnancy.
How could he not bear to see the happy look of Haji Zakaria hearing the news that they would have a baby boy. How he fell on the love of Hajj Zakaria who was so sincere. The more thoughtful it was, the more Hajjah Aisyah let out cold sweat.
Tok Tok Tok Tok Tok Tok Tok
Hajjah Aisyah knocked hard on the bathroom door.
"What's up, mi? We will discuss again! Abah wants to take a bath and ablude! " Thusut Hajj Zakaria Without opening the door.
"Well, do you still love Ummi? Abah wouldn't cheat, would he? " Ask Hajjah Aisyah ************** both his hands are anxious.
Byuurrrs
The sound of water is heard. It seemed like Haji Zakaria had not heard the absurd question that his wife had raised. Hajjah Aisyah massaged her temple. He drew a breath neutralizing the feeling.
Lothawat! Abah was on the girl's side! Although Iqlima is in the pesantren, but if this way, Abah can open space for Yahya and Iqlima to be able to continue together. I need to act fast! After the shadows of the past managed to momentarily be dispelled. Hajjah Aisyah flicked her fingers over the nightstand.
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Byuurrrs
Byuurrrs
Yahya bathed his head with plenty of water. Letting her clothes and jeans get wet.
Why could this be? Yahya squeezes her hair thinking of Layla's pregnancy by leaning against the wall.
When did I touch her? I can't remember it at all! Layla said the potion I was drinking made me crazy about her and the bloodstains that night proved that I did!
Aaargh
Sorry Iqlima... Ii'm sorry... In the end, I can only hurt you... Layla will be hurt... In the end my inability can only make you suffer... Yahya banged the wall feeling guilty to his first wife. A very guilty feeling.
I don't want to feel anything but your touch
I don't want to have any other relationship than you
I don't want to know another kiss
I don't want to know any other love
No other woman's name came out of my lips but yours
I don't want to share my heart with others***
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(**I'Il never love again, Lady Gaga)
