Khanzas

Khanzas
Birth file



>>>>Flashback<<<<


The day Khanza visited the warehouse, the former Hanafi residence that is now unused and made a storage warehouse by Insha.


That afternoon Khanza was tired and chose to rest in the back house, right in the largest room there. Khanza was lying down, his eyes were sleepy but he could not sleep there.


Khanza also undoes his intention to sleep he chose to take a bath. Finished the bath he looked for the presence of a comb in his bag, but he did not find it at all.


"God I forgot not to bring a comb...."


khanza said she opened drawers beside the bed hoping to find a comb there, to tidy her hair that was still half wet.


"What is this..."


didn't find the comb, but Khanza instead found a diary.


"Who's diary is this.isn't this room long empty..."


khanza said while opening the contents and reading it.


It says a name behind the diary, Salma Salsabilla.


"Isn't this the name of her sister's mother.indeed she once lived here yes.kok her diary book is here...He too has long left..."


Reading again and again Khanza was confused because there was a story written that Salma was pregnant.


"If aunt Salma is pregnant.where is her child now..."


khanza said again.


Want to ask Insha or Hanafi because of his curiosity. But he suddenly remembered that Insha had never told him her birth story at all. Insha used to tell about the birth process of her sisters, but when asked about her, Insha always changed the subject.


Khanza also thinks he does not have the posture of his sisters height, nor the same as the posture of Insha. Feeling increasingly curious about who he really is, Khanza chose to come to the Jaya Husada hospital where he was born first according to Hanafi.


There Khanza asked for a file on his birth a few years ago. But it was very difficult for him to get, the hospital reasoned that the files had been stacked and moved because it had been several years.


Moreover, many hospital staff employees at that time were still new and did not understand who Khanza really was.


"What's wrong, mbak.."


Ask Alsha who is in the file room to put the files of some patients who have been archived.


"This.someone asked to find a file about his birth.but I do not know which part..seems to have been moved....but the lady still insisted on looking for her..."


"Indeed who he is.what is his name mbak..I will help find in the file section on the computer who knows later to see only a re-print..moreover, some have been moved to the warehouse..."


"Oh yes.why not mind yes mbak.hehe..."


replied the woman, who was still confused because she had only been working in the files for a few months.


"Well, what's his name.I'll help you find it..."


alsha said while arranging the files he brought to the shelf in front of him.


"Khanza azzahras..."


"Khanza's..."


alsha was shocked, because he remembered that it was the name of the first child of the young master of the hospital owner.


there is no way he was that boy.Karna Khanza name there are hundreds or even thousands in this country......


inner Alsha, she wanted to make sure again and asked the woman who was in front of her.


"Where is the lady.why is she waiting for him..."


"Yes.he's in the waiting room.that's him.."


point the woman at Khanza who is sitting in the waiting room.


Alsha who saw Khanza was shocked because his face was very similar to Salma, Alsha still remembered the face. Karna Alsha also participated in the Salma tube baby program at that time as a lab officer who combined cells between Hanafi and Salma.


Inner Alsha.


"Yes it is my mother who will take care of the file.mbak can do another..coincidentally I again empty.mbak can rest first..sudden hours rest right..."


"Wahh really nihh mbak.mak.tank ya..."


the woman left the room, while Alsha approached Khanza who was in the waiting room.


"Sorry Miss Khanza .."


"Yes.what's met mbak.."


khanza replied while looking at Alsha.


it was true that he was the son of the woman and Hanafi.he was wearing a hearing aid...


inner Alsha.


"Emm..let's follow me..."


Khanza also tailed behind Alsha to a quiet file room, because the time was right at break time.


Inside the room the two sat side by side, Alsha started a conversation.


"Miss.sorry but miss's birth file can not be accessed here.the color is a secret.the color of the family lady of young master Hanafi is not..."


"Yes right.why you can know..."


"Yes I've been here a long time.and I also know the exact time of the birth of the lady first.but sorry I can not give the file..."


"You know about my birth documents..."


"Yes.but why suddenly the lady wants about the birth of the lady who has passed decades.."


"emm..no. I just need something.I'll give you the file..."


"Sorry miss but I can't.if caught I can be fired from here..."


"No one will know.I won't tell anyone..."


"Still unable miss.karna file about the family of young master Hanafi has a special password to access it.and I cannot access it..."


"I'd give money to mbak if I could give the file to me..."


"What do you want to know from that file..."


"I just want to know the exact time I was born..."


that's just Khanza's excuse because she actually wanted to know who gave birth to her.


"Then I'm sorry my lady can't..."


"I beg you.say whatever you know about my birth.and the exact time..."


" Well, miss.I only know that the lady was born at night with a caesarean section..."


operation.mother never even performed the operation...


batin Khanza is increasingly curious about who he is.


Increasingly persuading and pleading to Alsha at that time, with the lure of money to be given, he finally got the answer he wanted, that he was born not from the womb of Insha, he was born, except from a mother named Salma.


"So I'm not the son of father and mother..."


"You're the biological son of Mr. Hanafi but with the late mistress Salma is not the mistress of Insha..."


When Khanza was shocked to hear it, he did not expect that he had not been the real child of Insha, because both Hanafi and Insha themselves never told about this all.


Seriate....