Marriage Becomes Love
Chapter 94 Drunk (Again)
Sorry I just got up again, because the signal at my place was bad morning because of the rain.
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Today Rayhan and Renata went to the hospital to take a DNA test that came out today.
While walking in the corridor, Rayhan's heart was filled with anxiety about the results of DNA tests that had been tested for fourteen days. Because the test will be a determinant of the continuation of her and Ashila relationship in the future.
It did not feel they were already in front of the laboratory room that became the running place for the test.
A doctor came out of the white-painted room and gave Rayhan a hospital-wrapped envelope.
Rayhan shook his hand to open the envelope of DNA test results. He slowly unsealed and slowly pulled the paper that had the hospital headscarf.
The man read it slowly and with trembling hands. Finally his eyes came to the part that showed the result, he did not understand the meaning of the numbers listed in the paper.
[ Yield: 99.9857922%, matched]
"What does this mean, Doc?" rayhan asked not to understand.
"From the lab results, if these numbers are close to one hundred percent, it means it's positive for the child" the doctor explained.
Rayhan read the numbers on the paper. His throat felt stuck for a moment. His face is red now. The man squeezed the paper.
"Oh my God, why is this so," his mind screamed.
"It's not manipulation, is it, Doc?" asked Rayhan in a high tone. The man looked at the man in the white coat.
"No, Sir. I-this is purely yours," said the doctor slightly stammered, either out of fear of Rayhan's sharp gaze, or because of something else.
"So what's the result, Doc?" renata asked casually at the white-clothed man.
"So the lab results say that the fetus in the stomach of Renata's mother is the son of Mr. Rayhan."
Renata smiled in anguish. "Huh? Seriously, Doc." Renata quietly raised her thumb at the doctor. The white-clothed man only replied with a small nod.
The flashback
"Doctor, I have something to talk to you about."
Renata took a thick enough envelope from inside her bag and thrust it at the doctor.
The doctor nodded. "What does all this mean?"
"It's a hundred million, you can take it, but on one condition, you have to make me a fake DNA test."
"meaning?"
"Tomorrow my boyfriend and I will do a DNA test, please make it look like I'm pregnant with her child" Renata said.
"What the hell, I'm sorry I didn't take the bribe," the doctor refused while returning the money to Renata.
"Why is the money less, okay what if one billion?"
"Ti–"
"Two billionaires!" cut Renata.
"Du-two billionaires? All righty! Then I want to, I want a transfer now" the doctor said excitedly.
Renata smiled in anguish. "Okay, deal," Renata said shaking hands with the doctor. "Money is not a problem for me, the important thing is that I can be the same Rayhan can be together," he continued.
Flashback.
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"Ray, I'm so happy, we're finally parents, you're definitely going to marry me, right?"
"Rayhan, as soon as you have to talk about this happy news with your wife, I can't wait to marry you."
All of Renata's words were not answered by Rayhan. The man just fell silent in frustration, in his mind raging to and fro to and fro.
"Ray, kam–"
A cekitt!
"SILENCE!" cut Rayhan while shouting. The man stopped his car suddenly. "Now you're out!" rayhan shouted to drive Renata out of his car.
"Wouldn't! You ha–"
"Get out Renata!"
"Okay, I'm going out, you have to divorce your wife immediately, if not, I'll tell you myself about your favorite wife!"
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At 21:30 WIB, Ashila is now working on her campus assignments, making papers for presentation material the day after.
"This seems to have to be revised, deh" his monologue while sliding the mouse to the right to the left.
"Who, huh?" mumbling slowly. "What time is Rayhan? He knows the password."
Speaking of passwords, for a moment he remembered the words of Renata the other day, that the password code of the apartment he lived in now was their anniversary, there was a feeling of pain in his chest cavity. Ashila's eyes were glazed now, one clear grain just escaped from the corner of her eye.
The sound of the apartment bell was heard again, disperse the daydream of the hijab girl. Ashila immediately wiped away her tears.
The girl immediately shuffled and walked out to climb one by one the stairs.
Arriving at the door, Ashila immediately opened it.
"Astagfirullah, Mas Rayhan…!" Ashila was suffocated when she saw Rayhan who looked drunk with a face full of bruises on his body.
"Let's go in!"
Without warning, Ashila immediately helped the man who was the same age as her husband to get Rayhan to the room.
Arriving there, Rayhan immediately laid on the bed, Ashila immediately opened the shoes and socks her husband.
"You must be Rayhan's wife, right?"
"Yes, I'm Rayhan's wife."
"Famous me Adit, his best friend Rayhan.So I saw Rayhan drunk at the club and he had a fight with some visitors there."
"Astagfirullah, why can this be so, Mas," said Ashila as she looked at Rayhan who was sleeping fast. "Thank you, yes, Mr. Adit is antherin my husband."
"Sama-sama, if once you take care of your husband, I say goodbye first, please take care of Rayhan, yes. I think he's shaken now, because Rayhan would normally go to the club if he was stressed."
Ashila looked at Rayhan's face. "Are you stressed about thinking about the fate of our marriage, Mom?"
After delivering Aditya to the front, Ashila returned to Rayhan's room, carrying a basin, a small towel, and medicine.
Slowly she opened the buttons of Rayhan's shirt, and undressed her husband.
"Why do you think you can do this, Mom? Why is it that if there's a problem, you're pouring it into that illicit drink?" ashila asked as she cleaned the wound on Rayhan's face.
"Even as a result of the drink, our relationship is like this, Mas. Why?"
Hoek! Hoek!
Rayhan awakens and spits out all his entrails, the clothes Ashila was wearing exposed to Rayhan's vomit.
So disgusting! Ashila is mediocre. It was just that the woman could not bear the smell of alcohol that Rayhan spewed out.
Rayhan who slowly began to regain consciousness felt guilty when he saw the contents of his vomit in his wife's clothes. "Dear, sorry."
Ashila took the water over the nightstand and gave it to Rayhan. "No papa, just drink."
Rayhan took it because he felt his throat was not good.
Ashila immediately went to the bathroom to change her clothes. It didn't take long, she went back to her husband.
"You take a break" pinta Ashila.
"Please help me here, for this malem, pliis.." asked Rayhan with a clear face.
"Maybe it's true what Dina said with Nisa, if Renata's mom just want to separate me aja Rayhan mas, I should be able to fight him, not just like gini," inner Ashila.
"Yaudah okay, I'm this malem sleeping here" Ashila said.
Rayhan smiled with excitement. "Huh? You're serious, thank you, yeah, honey." Rayhan immediately hugged Ashila, buried his wife's face in the chest of his field. "Love you more" whispered Rayhan in Ashila's ear.
"Love you to" Ashila replied inwardly.
Ashila let go of his embrace and shuffled from the mattress, just one step he walked Rayhan had already pulled him first, making Ashila sit back on the mattress.
"Where are you going? He said this malem is going to sleep with me."
"I want to take a shirt for you, amused tau hugged the same person who wears clothes."
"Oh yeah? Not that it's common to be hugged like me, maybe later not ngelakuin it so forget times, yes." Rayhan pulled Ashila's waist to get into her body. "I've been fasting for a long time, I can't wait any longer, this malem wants, yes," pinta Rayhan with a perverted look.
Ashila's face was red, it could not be denied, she was also very fond of her husband. "You are sick again, you are strong heum" Ashila chuckled.
"Strong, this is a small wound, especially if you kiss, it will heal."
Ashila patted the bruised wound on her husband's cheek. "Awma! It hurts, Yang."
"Huh! It hurts, how do you want to make me later," said Ashila meledek.
"Judah yes, but tomorrow I will be healed, yes. This malem I want to hug."
After giving Rayhan a t-shirt, Ashila slowly climbed onto the bed and laid her body next to her husband.
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Hem.... Still kepo continuation no? Wait for the continuation yes, do not forget likes, comments, votes too, so that the author of the spirit of writing.
