Khanzas

Our son

Pregnant.do I really get pregnant.how is this..

Khanza was confused and sad to be one.

She was crying herself in the bathroom, feeling a sense of confusion, what she should do at the moment. He also felt the sadness of how he had to talk to the people around him, about his current situation. let alone with Hafsah the person who would be most hurt because of this situation. Also his parents if they know everything.

Khanza decided to contact Zidan. After so many weeks they did not meet, because of the incident at a restaurant. Khanza contacted him again, and asked to meet him at a cafe that day.

Khanza is already in the cafe in the ordering table in the corner of the cafe, away from other tables lined up neatly. Khanza hoped that no one would hear their conversation, if only someone knew Zidan or himself.

Khanza had been waiting for Zidan for an hour, but the one he was waiting for did not come.

"Will he not come.what will he run from his responsibilities.then what about this baby in my womb..."

Khanza muttered softly while looking in all directions, still he did not find the figure of Zidan anywhere.

Khanza called him repeatedly, but there was no answer from him.

Khanza sobbed to fold both hands on the table, then put his head on his hands. His body seemed to be shaken as it held back the silent cry.

Khanza jumped in shock as his cold and large hand, patting him on the shoulder. He immediately wiped his tears, and looked up to see who had come to him.

"Zidan's..."

"It's me. Why are you crying.."

"I don't think you're coming..."

"I came.I must have kept my promise.to be responsible to you..."

Khanza looked at Zidan with a puzzled look.

does he know the truth....

inner Khanza's.

"You already know..."

khanza asked in a stern tone.

"Yes, I already know.you're pregnant..."

zidan said as he sat in the chair opposite Khanza.

"Where do you know..."

"I saw you bought a pregnancy test at the pharmacy.then shortly after that you called me.that means something happened to you.you must be pregnant right..."

ask Zidan lightly.

Khanza nodded slowly, glancing at Zidan.

"I don't think you're gonna come and run away from all this..."

"I'm sorry I'm late.Honestly I'm not ready for any of this.but I'll keep responsibility for the child you bear..."

Zidan had intended not to come to meet Khanza because he had guessed what would be in the kataka Khanza.

He was silent for a long time inside his room, wanting to run away from all this. But he will not have the heart especially in the bladder of Khanza is his flesh and blood. His sense of responsibility is greater than wanting to leave him.

His mind imagined what the feelings of those closest to him would be. Especially Zoya and her parents will definitely be very angry with her actions.

With a strong determination Zidan finally decided to meet Khanza, to take responsibility for his son. He no longer cared about the people around him, how disappointed he would be. What is clear is that his male soul is stronger to go forward and face everything for the sake of his son.

"But I will be responsible for all this for my son.and for you the mother of my future son..."

said Zidan sure looking at Khanza.

Zidan held Khanza's hand and held it tightly.

"Let's go through it with everyone.I promise we'll always be together for the sake of our child..."

"My age is younger.but trust me. I'm old enough to support you..."

"Look at how big this shoulder is.hemmm..."

zidan said at length to try to comfort Khanza so that he would not cry anymore.

Khanza smiled at Zidan's words, even patting his shoulder, trying to show his strong shoulder.

"So you'll be responsible for this kid...."

"Not this child.but our son.yes I will take responsibility..I do not care about my family's anger later.but obviously I will still marry you...."

"Then what about Zoya.."

"Neah .he did not know the truth.but clearly he had to give up for his nephew is not...Zoya is a beautiful woman.I'm sure she will find another man besides Hafsah...Then with Hafsah how ...."

"I don't know Zidan.I'm confused about my way forward.how do I say this to Hafsah and to my parents.I can't see them all getting hurt..."

"You need not be confused about it.I will talk it all to them.Do not think of other things.Besides our baby....don't make our baby sad.you understand..."

They talked until night in the cafe. And make a promise that tomorrow Zidan will pick up Khanza to come to his house and tell him everything that happened to Zidan's parents, Abimana.

While Khanza that night slept in the back house. Not yet able to fall asleep, suddenly his phone rang the sign of the incoming call. Khanza also saw it, apparently it was a call from Insha.

Khanza quickly received the call.

"Hallo darling..."

a soft voice came from there.

"Hallo ma'am.what's up.."

khanza lightly replied.

"Darling.why don't you come home today.now where are you..."

"No ma'am.I'll be home tomorrow.I'm in mom's shed.I still have a lot of work to do here. Tonight I'll just sleep here..."

"You can do it tomorrow baby.don't be too tired.do not delivery for tomorrow is done all yes.Mom just read the report..."

"No ma'am.I want to rest tomorrow ma'am..I finished everything today..emmm yes.but this is for the delivery of my goods abroad ma'am..."

It's just Khanza's excuse because he's not ready to go home and meet his parents.

"Hemm..ya already do not sleep at night, dear.do not let yourself be too tired.have you eaten dear..."

"Yes ma'am just calm down ..mom's already eaten.mom herself.and dad where mom..."

"Eat what you love.your father is going out of town with Hafsah to meet with clients.maybe he will be home late at night..."

"So I ate with my friend mom at the cafe.mom take good care of yourself.until dad came home..."

"Hmm. alright.calm down baby.mom's not alone a lot of servants right here.you take good care of yourself yes there.tomorrow soon home...I'll cook you your favorite meal tomorrow..."

"Good ma'am.thank you.Good night ma'am..sorry I want a break..."

"Okay baby.. Rest.Mom loves you..."

"Khanza also loves you..."

Khanza hung up on the phone, still staring at his phone.

I'm sorry ma'am....

inner Khanza's.

Seriate....