The End of the Waiting
Nadvilla's Inauguration
“Dad!!” shouted the little boy in an adorable voice.
Amara and Akram turned their heads and saw a young boy smiling. Running and hugging Akram's legs happily.
Amara who was still unconscious of the situation only frowned in wonder.
Daddy's?
“Mas Akram knows him?”
Akram nodded.
“Why did he call you dad?”
Hearing that question, Akram turned his head. “Stay believe me, Mara!”
“Daddy ... Ibra kangen,” he said with a typical voice of children.
“Ibra same who's here? Where's mommy?”
“Mother to toilet.”
Akram lifts the 5-year-old boy into his arms. What was done did not escape the supervision of Amara who stared fully in search.
“Ibra ... Ibra ... Don't just leave! You made a hanging mother,” the nagging look of a woman who just came. Beautiful woman with long brown hair. When he found out that the child was with Akram, his face changed slightly.
“Ibra down!”
“No want mom. I want to carry Dad. Kangen same father.”
“Sorry, Mas.” The woman looked down with a guilty face.
“What are you guys doing here?”
“I'm checking Ibra.” condition
“She hurts?”
The woman nodded. His hand stretched out toward the son, but was pushed aside slowly. “I want to be with dad!”
The woman looked bad. He glanced towards Amara who was staring at the three of them with a questioning look.
“Zivanna. I am Ibrahim's mother, Ma'am,” said the woman introduced herself.
“Amara.” With a slightly forced smile she accepted the hand of the woman named Zivanna.
“But I still miss my dad. Haven't seen you in a long time. Dad's busy, huh? Why didn't you come to see Ibra?”
Akram smiled and handed Ibra into his mother's arms. “Other times I play if I'm not bothered. Dad wants to take mom to see the doctor to check the baby's adek on the stomach mama.”
“It was Ibra?”
Akram nodded.
“His grit in mama's stomach? Why not in mom's stomach?” he turned to Amara.
Don't want to prolong a conversation that's starting to heat up. Zivanna takes Ibra away, leaving Amara stricken with confusion and suspicion.
What their relationship is about.
Why did the boy call Akram father.
Before Amara asked a lot of things. His name has been called into the doctor's office. Akram intentionally accompanies because this is a holiday, as well as he wants to know the development of his baby.
Her age has entered six months. Nausea, cravings and a bad mood have passed in the second trimester.
The woman's doctor asked Amara to lie down and one of the nurses applied the gel on her stomach. Then the screen next to it shows a picture of the uterus and the fetus being conceived.
“Father heard his heartbeat?”
Akram nodded with teary eyes. The USG with the 5D image was clearly visible. The result is like a realistic image, even baby color skin looks reddish. However, not many hospitals have the latest equipment.
“You want to know her gender?” ask the doctor with a smile.
“Do not. Let it be a surprise.”
After the hospital, they immediately went home because lately Amara's body is more easily tired. I just want it to fall.
Arriving at home, Amara immediately cleaned herself and changed clothes with a more comfortable home negligee.
Although he had been curious since then, but his lips remained tightly locked to ask.
However, the urge of curiosity overcame her patience waiting for the husband to explain.
“So ... What is your relationship with Zivanna, Mas?”
To Be Continue ....
