My Husband's Wedding

Happy News

Nayla immediately put Hamdi's clothes in a big bag. Zidan who is currently in the bathroom feels a little relieved because his head is now a little cold due to the flowing water.

Not long after, Zidan came out and began to wear a maroon shirt with a cream-colored trouser suit. Masculine fragrance burst into the contents of his room and began to peck his handsome face in front of the mirror.

His phone that he put on top of the drawer is now full of messages sent by Siska. There was no ringtone that he set making him not know that since then Siska seemed worried because at the end of this time he, Nayla and Hamdi had no news on him.

[Mas Zidan where? how about Siska?]

[So, is everything okay?]

[For why is my message not being answered? has something happened to you?]

[Don't blame me if I go after you if you don't answer my message until midnight!]

The many messages Siska sent made Zidan a little upset. Did he have to tell Siska everything? does he have to know that the cousin of the person he loves, also loves his lover. Even he was willing to sacrifice his life to make his lover happy together with Siska.

Zidan walked to Hamdi's room and found Nayla sitting daydreaming near a large bag full of Hamdi's clothes.

"Nay, what's wrong with you?"

At once Zidan's voice made Nayla turn to him. His body was so pale and his eyes were so faint that Zidan immediately ran towards him.

"Nay you're not papa? what the hell's going on?"

Nayla who just kept quiet just made Zidan more panicked. Nayla's tears began to fall and she was finally unconscious.

"Day! Nay! wake baby! Nayla!" Zidan several times patted his wife's cheek gently.

No response or movement from Nayla made Zidan more panicked, and carried Nayla to the hospital.

Slowly, Zidan went down the stairs with Nayla on his lap. The panic grew as Nayla's body grew colder.

In a hurry, Zidan opened the car door and put Nayla into it with his heart. Until he drove the car towards the hospital at a very high speed.

"I beg you to know Nay. I don't want you to know why napa" murmured Zidan slowly.

The time it took Zidan to get to the hospital was not long, until finally he was in the parking lot and then carried back the wife into the hospital.

"Doctor! Doctor! The nurse! please take care of my wife. His body was so cold and he was unconscious"

Some sisters run around carrying a gurney for Nayla. Until Zidan laid Nayla's body on it, the nurse pushed the gurney and put Nayla in the ICU room.

Zidan constantly prayed in his heart and tried to strengthen his heart again so as not to feel sad.

"This trial is especially Yes Allah" said Zidan sadly.

"Please wait here for a minute"

"But I want to be with my wife sus"

"Yes I know you are very worried about your wife's condition. But here the rules are like that, so I beg for cooperation. We will check the condition of the father's wife first and do the treatment. Please go to the administration room first and pray for the health of the patient"

The sister then walked back into the ICU room and left Zidan alone with a sad face.

His mind was currently in a state of shock and his body was so tired. Without realizing it when he was holding Nayla, the stitches on his legs opened and let out a little blood. It is true, when the mind and emotions are out of control, no matter how sick our body, we ourselves will forget the cause of the panic. That's what Zidan is feeling right now. He even let his legs bleed a little and sat in the waiting room.

Until finally the doctor who examined Nayla came out and accidentally saw the seepage of blood dyed Zidan.

"Sorry, are you hurt? come with me to treat the wound. It's not good to be taken out like that"

"No papa doc. I'm fine. What is important right now how is my wife? is she okay?"

"For that information, I will tell you, as long as your wound let me treat it first. How's it?"

Zidan eventually complied and followed the doctor to enter the examination room. The trousers that Zidan was wearing were now opened, so that doctors could examine Zidan's wounds.

"Why is that, Doc? is he back to making trouble?"

"No sir. I just want to say that he is in the room where he is being treated. I just want you to accompany him and give him support so he doesn't have mental problems. Sorry if I was presumptuous, it looks like he is experiencing stress and is currently sitting daydreaming in his room"

"Yes doc, I understand. I will try to comfort him and make him forget everything that has happened. Although difficult. Now please tell me, actually my wife is sick what doc?"

The doctor who had finished treatment on Zidan and put a new bandage on his leg now reached out with a smile.

"Congratulations sir. Your wife is pregnant, and she is currently 3 weeks"

Zidan who was very worried now turned into very happy. He even got up and hugged the doctor's body and repeatedly uttered a sense of imaksih.

"God, O God, you have given our family a little angel."

"Impress the doc for giving me this good news" Zidan continued with a smile on his face.

"The same sir. I hope you can take care of your wife's health and make sure that she doesn't get tired, even make sure that she eats regularly"

"Good doc. I will give my best to my wife and baby. Now can I see my wife?"

"Of course you can sir. Oh yeah, please don't bring the patient home because he's very weak"

Zidan nodded his head and went to see Nayal. Not to forget he stopped by the hospital cafeteria first and brought some kind of food for Nayla.

The nurse who was guarding Nayla's room was so shocked to see Zidan having such difficulty picking up food and entering the room where Nayla is currently being treated.

"Sorry sir, you can't eat in this room"

"No sus, it's not me who's going to eat this food. But my wife Nayla is the one you're taking care of. He's been so hungry since yesterday not to eat. I don't want him to be thin and sick"

"Yes sir I understand very well your concerns.But at this time the patient is sick and has just realized. It can only eat the food we have prepared as porridge and vegetables"

Nayla who was awake just a small smile to see the dispute made by her husband and sister.

"Well then, I'll eat it. But please leave us both here. Let me feed my wife that food"

"All right then. But I advise you, so as not to give the patient any food other than the porridge that I have brought. remember!"

"Yes, yes, sus."

The sister now leaves Zidan and Nayla alone. Not to forget Zidan began to walk while smiling happily to his wife. Zidan kissed Nayla on the forehead gently and ended up kissing both cheeks of his wife so tenderly.

"Thank you for giving me this much happiness Nay"

"God willing, I can conceive our child"

"Yes Nay, thank God. I promise I will always take care of you and our children and will not let you get sick let alone sad"

"Yes, yes"

Zidan now begins to try to help Nayla to sit down and take a bowl of porridge over the drawer so that Nayla will eat.

"Now you eat first. Let your strength recover and our son in there healthy. Aaa"

Zidan scooped the porridge in the bowl and began to direct the scoop of Nayla's mouth. But the woman even close her mouth and look at Zidan's food that he brought earlier.

"I don't want to porridge. I want it" pointed Nayla at one of the loaves that Zidan had bitten on the bag.

"But the sister said you can't eat anything other than this"

"It's bland, there's no taste. I want that. The time you don't want love. This is your request loh mas" said Nayla trying to persuade Zidan to give the bread.

"Yes, yes, fine then. This is eating my wife, baby. Don't get skinny and sick again. Oh yes, do not let you also crave strange and give reasons that this baby's grandpa who asked for it" said Zidan anxious while starting to wipe the stomach of Nayla is still flat.