
The sunlight had pierced through the glass in the window of the room. Khanza had just wriggled under his blanket, shaking his eyes at the sunlight hitting his feet.
The clock shows at 8 a.m.
"Jeez I'm bad luck again..."
muttered Khanza who was still reluctant to get out of his bed.
Khanza was holding her flat stomach, she tried to stroke it.
is there really a fetus in here.I will be a mother...
Batin Khanza's.
khanza's daydream was diverted as she briefly saw her phone lit up, taking the phone that was in the bed next to her asleep.
14 missed calls...
Khanza also saw a call from who it was, who so early had called him many times.
Haven't had a chance to see on the call list, the number has returned to call Khanza.
"Zidan..."
muttered Khanza before picking up the phone.
"Hallo.."
"This morning you say.it's already 8 o'clock.Wouldn't we check your pregnancy in the hospital.you forgot.I've even been waiting for you in front of the warehouse since this morning...you just woke up..."
"God forgive me. I forgot..."
Khanza immediately woke up, still with a cell phone stuck to his ear. Yesterday night Zidan and Khanza had made an appointment, they were going to have Khanza's pregnancy checked at the hospital.
Whether she is pregnant or not, afraid if the pregnancy test shows something fake.
After they get the results stating Khanza is really pregnant, they will just talk to both parents.
"Sorry Zidan I'm bad luck.."
"Yes.yes.had it come out quickly..Here the hot sun already feels hot on my skin..."
zidan replied and the call just dropped out.
Khanza also came out wearing a long dress, which makes the curves of his body look more beautiful. The dark brown dress made her pure white skin more contrast.
"Sorry to have waited a long time..."
khanza said as he entered Zidan's car.
"It turns out my future wife is beautiful too..."
goda Zidan looked at Khanza who was already wearing his seatbelt.
"Don't talk like that.you scared me even more to imagine what kind of reaction our parents would give..."
"What you're afraid is that I'm here, right.I'll talk.you just have to be quiet beside me...."
answer Zidan casually.
They talked a lot until they finally arrived at the hospital.
Khanza and Zidan immediately made an appointment with an obstetrician. Khanza was asked to do a blood test to find out more accurate results.
After waiting for a long time, the results that were waiting for finally came out. And it's true that the results show that Khanza is really pregnant right now.
They left the hospital when it was late afternoon. And brought the results of a blood test done by Khanza to be told to Zidan's parents, Abimana.
Long story short they arrived at the Abimana residence. Zidan's car that just entered has been welcomed by the servants. They opened the door, then after the two came out a waiter swiftly parked the car Zidan that was placed carelessly in the yard.
Khanza refused to step into the house, until Zidan said and pushed his tiny body slowly.
"Come on.why just stand here..."
Khanza did not answer he only let out a long sigh before finally following the steps of Zidan who was in front of him.
A waiter said welcome to Zidan and Khanza. Zidan nodded and said.
"Where's papa..."
"Mr Abimana was upstairs with the young master's mistress..."
"Well, please call papa...tell him there's a guest..."
"Yes sir..."
the servant looked with astonished looks at the two.
Because with his leisure Zidan took Khanza's hand until he entered the living room, and sat next to him.
"Sorry to bother you, but young master is waiting for you.there's a guest waiting downstairs..."
"Zidan.with whom he..."
"With Miss Khanza sir.."
"Oh well I'll be there soon..."
the waiter also left.
"Let's go ma..."
Abimana invited his wife to come down and meet Khanza.
"Hmm come.if it is not wrong Khanza is the brother of Hafsah right pa..."
"Yes ma.he's Hafsah's sister..."
"What the hell is he here...."
"Lately they are all getting closer.kan indeed they will become a family soon.I heard from Zoya they also often walk together..."
"Good.if they get closer pa.
Abimana and his wife Maira arrived in the living room.
Maira warmly welcomed Khanza and hugged him tightly, Khanza who had been pounding his heart more and more made not because of the greeting and embrace of Maira.
" Hay Khanza..."
"Ba.baik aunty.how about aunty.."
Khanza answered.
"Yes like this.I'm very good is not.oh yeah how are your father and mother son.what are they also healthy..."
"emmh.they're healthy aunty.very healthy hehe..."
khanza replied with a made-up laugh.
The four of them talked to each other asking for news. Zidan finally said with a serious face.
"Pa.ma.ma.I'm getting married...".
" She..."
the two answered in shock unintentionally.
"Who Zidan is with.why don't you introduce your lover to papa..."
"Yes dear.at least wait for your brother to get married first..."
"I've brought him here.you know him too..."
"What do you mean Zidan, papa gets confused..."
abhimana answered looking at Zidan curiously.
"Who dear ..you never even introduced a woman to us..."
maira was astonished.
"He's in front of you now..."
At once Abimana and Maira looked at Zidan and Khanza alternately with puzzled looks.
"I'll marry Khanza..."
both of Zidan's parents were silent, looking at him confused, Maira seemed surprised by Zidan's words, taking his son's words really serious, while Abimana even laughed to consider Zidan's words were only jokes that wanted to tempt Abimana.
Because Zidan used to joke with all his family members, he used to make shocking news only for a joke that made his whole family laugh.
"Why did papa laugh..."
asked Zidan confused, seeing the response of his papa who even laughed when he himself was pounding not because of it.
"Papa has memorized your humorous nature.I'm not surprised anymore..."
he replied while laughing again.
aware of Abimana's words, Maira also laughed, she also thought Zidan was joking with his words.
"What my face looks like is joking right now.I'm serious pa..ma...I will soon marry her.Karna Khanza is pregnant my son now..your grandchildren..."
Zidan said out loud but with trembling hands.
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