NOT A WEDDING DRAMA

CHAPTER 71

"Dav deserves to be left behind by Billa, but Ma, is Dav wrong if Dav wants to know Billa's news and make sure he lives properly? Billa has no one, Ma. Dav's afraid Billa's trouble is out there." Davan said, who then rested on Ghea's foot.

Davan pulled out a tight chest, though,

"Punish Dav if Dav chooses the wrong companion, Ma. Forgive Billa's mother's guilt, Billa's innocent, Ma.." Finally Davan let out his slow heart he pendam.

Ghea stroked Davan's head gently, "Mama didn't turn on Billa. Mama also forgave Billa's mother." Ghea said softly.

"But Billa's gone, Ma. Billa left with nothing, Dav worried about Billa."

"What by crying, can you protect Billa? Ask for protection of the almighty, as good as the helper, only He can help Billa, Dav." Ghea.

"May you be reunited, Mama is very hopeful of that." Said Ghea with a skinny look ahead.

Ghea saw Billa's letter on the nightstand, she read it. As a woman, she felt the pain. Either Yasmin does what good makes Billa feel that Yasmin is a precious mother for her.

"You're hot, Dav." Ghea.

How many days Davan was not eating, he felt half his life disappeared.

"There's medicine here?" Ask Ghea.

"Davan who had been sitting on the floor was now moved to lie on the bed, from that moment his head was painful and his body temperature was a little feverish.

"There's some medicine and vitamins in the nightstand, Ma. But Dav doesn't know if there's a fever cure in there." Davan said weakly.

Ghea opened her drawer and saw something, a light blue box in white. Even Ghea just remembered that today is Davan's birthday.

"Dav, it's your birthday." Ghea.

Davan was silent, Ghea took the box and gave it to Davan. Looks like Billa left this for you." Ghea.

Davan looked and tried to sit back.

He opened it slowly and immediately his feeling rumbled when he saw a test that showed two red lines.

"Happy Birthday and happy to be a future Dad, may you be the Dad who stands by for us. We love U, Dad."

Davan's feelings are getting more and more erratic.

"Billa's pregnant, Ma." Davan said with a view that could not be separated from the testpek, his hand was shaking holding the testpek.

Ghea was surprised to learn that her daughter-in-law had gone pregnant.

"How is it, Ma.. Where's Billa and Dav's son-in-law, Ma.." Davan looks fucked back.

Ghea hugs her fragile son, indeed Davan is a replica of himself with all his similarities including his easily sensitive feelings.

"Patience, Dav. We'll find Billa the same." Ghea.

"With Ma, Dav won't be waiting." Davan said it was frustrating. "Dav hurt Billa, Ma.. Dav regrets Ma.." Davan just kept his heart out.

Ghea was really sad to see Davan's condition. In addition to losing his wife, he also lost his son-in-law whom he had just learned."

Davan's condition was getting weaker, his face was turning pale and his body temperature was getting higher. Ghea calmed Davan to sleep. Beberapakali Davan deliriously called Billa, making Ghea also feel his sadness.

Fadhil goes to Davan's room with Zayn after work. Fadhil also saw his son who seemed like his world was lost from his life.

"Dav fever By." Ghea.

"This is because of Zayn, Ma. If Zayn hadn't acted rashly." Zayn said with regret.

"Whose perspective is that, Ma?" Fadhil asked as his eyes fell on the test subject above the nightstand.

"Billa went pregnant, it looks like Billa wanted to surprise Davan's birthday, but didn't know it would be like this." Ghea.

Fadhil sighed, "May Fariz's men quickly find Billa."

**

This afternoon he plans to check the content, because he has never even checked it at all.

Though he hopes to be accompanied by Davan and watch his fetus grow well.

"His husband doesn't come?" Ask the doctor named Doctor Rina.

"I've separated from my husband, doc." Reply Billa.

"Oh, I'm sorry Mom. Let's check it out." Doctor Rina tried to check the condition of Billa's pregnancy.

"Two, there's two pockets, ma'am." Said doctor Rina who while moving the USG tool stomach Billa. "Not wrong anymore, these are two pockets ma'am. Congratulations you'll have twins." Doctor Rina said.

Billa was surprised because she was not only carrying one baby, but two babies at once. He recalled that his father-in-law's sister was a twin, possibly a twin of the Davan family.

"I'll prescribe vitamins for you." Doctor Rina said.

Billa walked along the sidewalk, she walked while holding her stomach, "You two? What should Mom do? Should I tell your father? But you're not the offspring your father's family wants." Billa said sadly.

"Stay healthy in your stomach, I will fight for you. I'm grateful that you're with me, I won't be living alone anymore." Billa smiled and wiped away her tears.

Billa returned to his next destination, he bought a mobile phone for a million, then he went to the market where selling batik to find work.

But no one wants to accept Billa with a pregnant condition, Billa sitting in front of a store he ate bread and mineral water, he felt his stomach was easily hungry.

Grateful he lives in this city, because the cost of living in this city is not expensive, he is grateful for it.

"Ofis.. Do you hate me, or do you miss me?" Billa asked inwardly as she looked at the blue sky, and her hand rubbed her still flat stomach.

It was like Billa was dialing Davan's mobile number that he remembered, but he held it back when he remembered what Davan said to Aldrich who intended to release it.

"This is how it feels not to be fought and wasted, maybe this is what I feel first, wasted and no one wants it. But I will not follow in the footsteps of mother, I will support my children with a halal fortune even though I have to work hard." Inner Billa.

He walked back along the sidewalk thinking about what work he would do.

**

"Jihaaannn, stop it, never hit it." Shouted Jidan to his twin sister.

"Let's go, Jid. He dared to insult our mother." Answer Jihan.

"Stop, Ji. Don't make it difficult for Mom. I'll definitely call you to school if you hit him." Said Jidan telling.

Jihan releases the clutches on Gibran's collar, the boy who often insults her.

"How dare you say something that isn't about my mother, I'll lose your teeth." Gertak Jihan, an almost eight-year-old girl who is tomboyish and loves karate.

Jidan pulls Jihan's hand to get away from Gibran and takes her away.

"Your face is dirty." Said Jidan while patting the part of Jihan's shirt that looks dirty.

"He insulted our mother, Jid." Jihan said, "She said our mother is not a good woman and can't teach us well." He tried to explain to Jidan.

"It's okay, Ji. What matters is that our mother isn't like that." Said Jidan.

"I don't like him insulting Mom, it's better he insult me, Jid. Just don't be Mom."

Jidan embraced Jihan's shoulder, "Don't be sad. Next time let me just beat him up."

"If we had a Dad, we couldn't be like this huh, Jid. Don't you want to find me where, Jid?" Ask Jihan.

"You want to make Mom sad, Ji? Are Mom and I not enough for you? Ask Jidan.

Jihan fell silent.

"Hey.. What are you selling?" Instantly Jidan and Jihan who brought a basket containing his merchandise immediately turned towards the source of the sound.

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