Muslimah for Mafia Psychopath

56.

Slowly the eyes are moving and open, there is a blinding light that makes it have to adjust to the existing lighting.

When the vision was perfect, white filled the room. Feeling a pain in his stomach, when the corner of the view saw something near his hand.

Moves the fingers to touch it, rubs it slowly and ends with a reply to his hand.

"Darling, are you awake?"

"Hubby." With a soft voice, Unni returned Azka's hand to her.

Looking at her husband's face with full of appreciation, Unni assured if they are in good condition.

"Everything's fine, baby. Everything can be secured, don't worry anymore. Dan, sorry. I'm sorry I couldn't protect you and our baby."

Hearing Azka say 'baby', Unni realizes that she is pregnant. She had not told her husband, but how he knew it.

"Where do you know that?" Ask the astonished Unni.

With just a sweet smile, Azka replied and replied to his wife. Then he showed a picture of the results of the previous doctor's examination, and it made Unni shocked.

Received the picture from her husband's hand, until tears flowed from the corner of her eyes. As a sign of infinite happiness, it strengthened the results of the examination he had done while in the mansion.

"Is this really hubby?"

"Hem, right baby." Azka hugged the tiny body gently.

Both of them dissolved in innumerable joys, regardless of the trials they were going through. Azka just wants to make his wife focus on the health of himself and his future son, not let him dissolve in the problems that are not really part of it.

Strengthening each other, after the condition of the Unni slightly better and possible to be moved. Azka asks Mark to get everything ready, quickly and with a super tight escort. Now they have been in one of the best hospitals in the country, more especially the building is owned by Mark.

Mark did an overall examination of Unni, with the best obstetrician and also his best friend Mark. However, the happiness of Unni and Azka is now being tested again.

"I'm sorry to both of you before, I don't mean to ruin your happiness. But I have to tell you this." Said Sovia, an obstetrician who handles Unni pregnancy.

"Just tell the doctor, we'll hear it." Unni clasped Azka's hand which felt quite cold.

In addition to Azka who was so worried about the state of her child candidates, so was Mark. He had to refrain from saying anything that could ruin the mood, and he chose to stand beside Sovia.

"With weight I say, if the fetus is very weak and prone to miscarriage. This has nothing to do with the injuries experienced by her mother, purely due to factors from the fetus itself. So, I expected it during this first trimester. You really should be bedrest." So long was the explanation that Sovia said, so that there would be no questions after she explained it.

"Can't you strengthen it?" Mark gave an unexpected remark.

Takhs!

Sovia gives Mark a sharp look and codes him with the lyrics of his eyes, and Mark realizes that he has been negligent of his annoying attitude.

Realizing that something was happening to her husband, Unni took a deep breath. Staring at Azka who at that time did not give any response, added confidence to Unni to talk to him from heart to heart.

"Emm, doctor. Sorry, can we both talk?" Unni gives a sign that her husband is in a complicated situation.

"All right, you got it." Sovia quickly withdrew from the presence of the couple and did not forget she pulled Mark's ear to come with her.

Grimacing is certain, when it is outside the treatment room. Sovia took her hand off Mark's ear, then hit him on the head again.

Takhs!

Takhs!

"Basir mouth lemes really you yes, already know if Azka is what. Want to be your peyek, huh!" Furious, Sovia almost kicked the man's leg shins.

After getting a warning from Sovia, Mark is aware of his recklessness. Scratching the head that was not itchy, made her feel guilty.

While in the treatment room, after the departure of the two doctors. Unni rubbed the back of Azka's hand, slightly repairing her body to be able to lean.

"Hubby."

Unni repeatedly mentioned the name, but the owner of the name did not react in the slightest. Sighing her heavy breath, Unni gave herself to get out of bed and hugged the husband's burly body.

"He is just a deposit that will be taken back by the owner at any time, just like ourselves. It's just that, we should strive to receive and take care of it as well as possible."

Drowning the face in the wide chest of the husband, trying to strengthen himself in front of the man who is currently so destroyed.

"What we really need right now, is you hubby. If you're like this, where else would we seek refuge. For we are sure, if thyself is a place other than to take refuge in Allah." It felt a body tremble that is now where Unni is leaning.

It felt warm as the hand coiled and hugged her, replying to what she said.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I'll protect you with my life, I promise." Azka rubbed Unni's back and head.

"Thank you, hubby."