My Talaq!

The Accused

"Well..you're the adulterous makers, surely the child you bear is the result of adultery right?"

"Astaghfirullah, don't ever accuse me of that. This is my husband's son not an adultery." Diana certainly did not accept the accusations of people there regarding her son.

He regretted why he had not told anyone else to send flowers. If he had been thinking like that maybe this would never have happened. Diana was also sorry for what Fikri did to her and it made her feel disappointed in herself for not being able to maintain her self-esteem as a woman and being stained even though it was not because of her.

"Tell Diana, this child of her husband's son you did not commit adultery. I just reflexively kissed him because he was my future wife. What wrong?" timpal Fikri defended Diana did not want the woman he loved accused of various things by others.

At this moment, Fikri was playing to his friend's house. And he was living alone when the friend was picking up his girlfriend until he left Fikri in the house.

Diana was shocked at what Fikri thought. He thought that the man would not talk to his future wife but instead admitted his future wife to the people who were there.

"No, I'm not his future wife."

"Then what, Diana? We agreed to get married after you were born. We talked about all of this yesterday." Fikri actually made this as an invitation that might make Diana desperate not to reject it.

Especially in the presence of many people can make Diana more and more unflappable and certainly did not have the heart to reject it. So thought Fikri at the moment.

But it wasn't Diana if she would never marry the person she didn't love even though the person loved her. For him, the love of two people is better than one loving but the other not loving, it hurts more.

"Bli Fikri, don't make the atmosphere more turbid. I beg you not to say weird because we are not a couple let alone a future husband and wife." Pinta Diana hoped Fikri would straighten things out so that people who were looking did not become misunderstood.

"Yes, mending you two just get married before anything else happens to you." One of the two people who were there.

"That bill. Let's just marry both of them right now, "the other one approves a proposal from an adult woman or maybe in her 40s.

"No, I don't want to be married to her I don't love her and I'm also waiting for the father of this child I bear. So, I beg you not to ask me to marry Fikri."

Diana rejected the proposal. Of course he is not ready if he has to marry again especially his heart is still attached to the figure of Danu who is still his first love. Diana's eyes seemed to have shed tears imagining this happening.

Is he gonna be ready? Will he be able to open his heart again? Will the man accept his son sincerely if the two are in a match? That was what Diana had always thought. Not that she refused or didn't want to, but Diana blamed one, her son. And that's why Diana was reluctant to open the door of her heart because she was afraid that her son would not get affection from her. Diana was afraid of it.

"As for Diana, don't you often say that you won't come back with your jerk husband. Now we're just getting married and we're gonna open a new page for happiness."

"Instead of a lot of mending talk we take the two to the village hall to marry."

Diana shook her head in refusal, while Fikri lowered her head not one bit to refuse this offer because indeed the man wanted a marriage with a Diana.

"Let's take both of them and we'll get married today. Drag this adulterous woman. All of you bring the Bli Fikri as well. You're an adulterous man." She blocked Diana's hand pulling her by force.

"I don't want to get married, let go of me!" Diana rebelled, begging not to be married.

"Well, if we let you go, you'll definitely run away. Udah, mending marriage alone rather than zina continues." The two men continued to herd Diana and Fikri.

But at such a time, Diana's stomach felt cramped. "www...!" diana's moans made the two adult women look in shock. Likewise with Fikri who was also equally surprised to see Diana's hand holding her own stomach.

"Diana, what's wrong with you? Does your stomach hurt?" Fikri asked feeling worried for Diana.

Diana nodded while tightly gripping Fikri's wrist. "Bli's pain, my stomach's aching shhtt." Diana's groaning sounded so bitter and sounded so painful.

The two people who were about to take Diana and Fikri to marriage looked at each other in shock at what had happened.

"Akkhh..." Diana's screams endured her pain by grabbing the hair of the woman who had dragged and accused her of adultery.

"Aaakkhhh my hair is broken. Sick Ma'am, take his hands off my hair." cried the thick-bodied mothers tried hard to let go.

"This breast is how it is, I also feel much more pain because my stomach is currently mules pain. Ssstthhh sick." Diana grumbled at both.

"Diana, let's go to the hospital, shall we? Maybe you want to go out today." Fikri was no less panicked when the grip of Diana's sharp nails to stab her skin.

The man was grimacing withholding the claw from Diana's hand.

One of Diana's hands from Fikri's hands was released and then rubbed her stomach because she began to feel something when the pain appeared and the pain was no longer there.

Diana thought, Is it really the birthday of her child? But it should wait about 3 more weeks for the lahiran. Is it because of the pressure from the two women who forced her? Or the doctor misdetermines the day of delivery?

Diana clasped Fikri's hand again and pulled the woman's hair and screamed so much pain that she could not resist.

"Aaakkhhh sick...!" diana's shout made the dimpled man also screamed painfully got a strong grip of Diana's long fingernails.

"Aaakkhhh." screamed the fat woman trying to remove Diana's hand from her hair that was dragged by the hand as Diana walked. The other one was even grim."

"Our hunt takes Diana to the hospital before she gets her brother here." asked the other woman."

"Ah, really. Come on." Fikri led Diana and let her hands be targeted.

The pain in her stomach was getting more and more pronounced and Diana was getting stronger to grip the wrist and pull the hair of a fat person up to.

"Aaaaaakkhhhh..."