I'm The One You Throw Out

Who Again?

"Honey. Why?"

A hand that was coiled around his shoulder made Seira surprised. She looked at her husband while pinching his cheek. Fatih laughed as she clasped Seira's hand and kissed her.

"So there was a little boy who came here, Mas. Kasian, deh." Seira turned her gaze to the place where the little boy had gone.

Fatih also looked in one direction, at the vehicles passing by on the road.

"There are a lot of little kids who love busking. Sometimes they are used by people who are not responsible for making money. I don't know why modern times still have slavery?" Fatih complained, her hands down wrapped around her waist.

"Honey, we check the content, yuk. All USG, I think it is enough for USG. He was very active again, ", said Fatih while rubbing Seira's big stomach.

"Yes, it's okay, Mom. The trouble is not later, Mom? Poor Rayan is afraid to wait for us" said Seira.

"No, you calm down."

Seira nodded her head, the baby in her stomach was active in moving at the age of seven months.

"Sir." The rebuke behind them made Fatih and Seira both turn around to look at his figure.

A young man with dimples on both sides would appear every time he spoke. Looks sweet. In his hand held a folder containing important documents belonging to the store.

"Ah, yes. Honey, this is Rayan. He's still young, but his business spirit is not in doubt." Fatih introduced them both.

Seira smiled as she cupped her hands to her chest, and vice versa. The young man handed the map in hand to Fatih as the man requested.

"I'm going to drop off the store again, yeah. If there's anything tell me quickly," said Fatih, who was adopted by Rayan.

They say goodbye to everyone, leaving Seira's dream shop. Deep in his little heart, he himself wanted to manage. However, she must appreciate and respect her husband who does not want to make her tired of working.

It was an absolute requirement from Fatih that Seira had to do if she wanted to open a business. Simply directing, no need to be directly involved in it.

Their car entered the largest hospital area in the number of Jakarta cities. A place that is never deserted from the downstream of humans.

The all-white scenery immediately greeted their eyes, Fatih holding Seira's hand towards the registration. Afterwards, they went to the gynecology room for an examination.

Luckily, that afternoon the queue wasn't too much. Just waiting for two people didn't take too much time. They were both accompanied by their husbands who were busy playing mobile phones. Maybe because of bored waiting, but different from Fatih who sat piled legs while wrapping his hands on Seira's shoulders.

Occasionally will rub the big belly of the wife, she always feels happy every fetus moves to touch her hands.

"Mas was most afraid to come to the hospital, if sick also Mas never wanted to be invited here. Afraid of being injected, now Mas dares to come check on our son" whispered the shameless Fatih. His hand rubbed Seira's stomach again and this time put an ear there.

Seira put on a smile, circulating her gaze in all directions worried that many people were paying attention. It was true, several pairs of eyes were caught staring at them.

He sighed, trying not to care about everyone's view. Fatih is her husband and the father of the child in her womb. No need to care about others, and no need to think about people's views.

In the distance someone seemed to be frowning at the sight of the two, he was standing in a white coat wrapped in a body, unblinkingly staring at the woman who was in the middle of a big pregnancy.

"Sey? Why does that person look so much like Sei?" his murmurs were still trembling where he stood.

However, a reprimand jerked his body. There are still a lot of patients waiting to be examined and he has to be quick. He was forced to go back into the room and work as usual.

The doctor lost his concentration, the shadow of the pregnant woman's face continued to hover in his mind breaking his focus.

Seira's name was mentioned, both of them went into the room right when the doctor who had opened the door and came out. He dyed around looking for Seira, just wanted to make sure that his eyes did not look wrong.

"Ah, fuck! Too late, they're gone, yeah." He swore annoyed. Go back into the room, just keep going around like someone who has a complaint.

While Seira is in there, she is preparing to do USG. Beside the bed, Fatih sat facing the screen while holding her hand.

Doctors showed their healthy baby's development inside there. There is a sense of harrumph coming from within the heart, creating a puddle in the eye pouch that slowly heats up.

My kid. He's my son.

Fatih muttered in her heart, how grateful she was for being reunited with Seira and marrying her. Until they have their love.

"For the sexes, this is not very clear, yes. Usually this is the sign of a girl," said the doctor looking for something unclear.

"It's okay, Doctor. The important thing is that he is healthy" Fatih said with her voice trembling withholding the feeling of haru.

Seira tightened his grasp, giving him calmness as well as strength. The best mate does exist, and will never be exchanged with anyone even though they have to go through difficult times first.

Both of them came out of the room with happy hearts. Back sitting on the bench waiting for the medicine prescribed by the doctor.

"Mas, we're going straight to the mall, right?" tanya Seira remembered to Rayan.

Fatih glanced at the circular watch on her wrist. Time shows fifteen more than a few seconds. He smiled as he put his hands on his wife's shoulders.

"Yes, honey. Are you going to Daddy's grave with Mom first?" bargain Fatih, can not be separated to look at the face of Seira who always looks beautiful every day even more beautiful during pregnancy today.

"But how's Rayan? He really wants to look at them," said Seira recalled the enthusiasm of the boy who wanted to visit the tomb of his grandparents.

"Yes, you really are. Yes, tomorrow, yes. We all go home."

Seira nodded her head in agreement. Staying for another day is no problem. Recalling the news this morning he saw on television, Seira wanted to confirm to Fatih.

"Yes, Mas, this morning I saw the news with Rayan. There you are the same Jago, but it is not clear the news. There was also Mala, she looked so angry" Seira asked as she looked at her husband.

Fatih was stunned, he did not know if his action last night would be in the news on television.

"Aren't you wrong?"

Seira shook her head.

"Oh, that .. the woman opened a place that made the citizens restless. Like some kind of brothel."

"Inna lillaahi wa Inna ilaihi rooji'uun. Oh God, is he not afraid of sin, yes. How about now?" Seira did not want to believe it, but from the short video he saw that the faces of all the citizens did look angry.

"Well done, they've also been arrested by the police."

Seira was both grateful and sad. End times, anything is done to get rupiah. They left the hospital after getting the medicine. Walking slowly along the hallway, Fatih's hand was invisible away from his wife's waist. Husband alert.

"Say!"

A call made their steps stop.