The Love Story of the Twins Adha

Chapter 6

The Shena POV

I've only been busy with Fatih ever since I got into the room. Azzam was busy with his phone.

Since then even Azzam has not seen my son. He seemed reluctant to hold or invite Fatih to play.

I don't care if he ignores me. But my heart was so sad when the father of my son ignored it.

Fatih is not wrong - what. He's just a victim of a reckless and selfish man. A man who does not accept his destiny or his way of life so excessive drinking that causes my life to be destroyed.

I feel my stomach is a little hungry right now. I see the clock has shown at 7 p.m. Since this afternoon we just stayed in the hotel room without coming out of the room. And Azzam too.

I tried to breastfeed Fatih first. I was confused because of Azzam's position in the room. Fatih until now still breastfeed the body. He is less than two years old.

I had to take Fatih to the balcony so I could comfortably give ASI to my son.

Not long after I came out of the room, I saw Azzam coming out of the hotel room. I was relieved he finally came out too.

I took my son back to the room. I lay her body on the bed. To make Fatih more comfortable when drinking ASI.

If you ask me if I like it like this? of course not. How can I marry a man who is crazy about friends since a long time ago.

How can I be happy with a man who can't move on from my best friend. I even realized that I was not the type of woman he liked.

If Aya is white then I am not. I don't have milk-white skin. Is it beautiful to have milk skin? does beauty belong only to white people?

My skin is mature. I've often been told that I'm sweet by my surroundings. Aya is often said to be beautiful. Someone knows Fara quin or chef Rena. Well maybe my definition is like that. They are beautiful even though they are not as white as milk.

After I finished giving ASI, I prepared to go for dinner. Initially hesitant to go down, but also lazy to order. Because it started in the room.

I brought Fatih out together to find food. We walked through the hallways of the room. I was driving my son excitedly to the hotel restaurant.

Once at the restaurant I chose to sit at table number 6. While eating dinner, I saw Azzam eating with a woman.

They look very happy. Both smiles are very bright. The woman looked pure white and tall. She's so beautiful. Well she's very pretty.

You know women like that are the type Azzam likes. It's not like I have mature skin.

I lazily stared at their affection. Am I jealous? can't I be a jealous wife? I don't know what's in my heart.

My chest was so rumbled to see both of them. Maybe not jealous because of love.I think this is just because it is not considered to exist. Married but not cared.

After feeding Fatih, I moved. Actually lazy to go back to the room. But I feel like I have no destination anymore.

I finally decided to go back to the room to put Fatih to sleep. I know Fatih will be sleepy soon.

Azzam looked at me. But he seems ordinary. I just put my foot down without caring what they do.

True my guess, after arriving at Fatih's room immediately sleepy. I'm actually confused about where to put Fatih to sleep. Not possible on the couch, right?.

Ever since I lived with Lily and her mother, I've been used to living hard lives. I deliberately gave up the luxury that my parents could afford.

"Ah let it be here, if he is angry so be it, this is my son too" said Shena.

He was confused when he found us lying on his bed.

"If you mind, I can move to take it or to the sofa, you don't mind Fatih sleeping in bed?" ask him.

"Why should he sleep with me?" the question made me not think for myself.

"And you're the father, what's wrong" I replied.

"You're sure I'm his father? it could be before going to bed with me you've slept with another man, or have been pregnant first so you deliberately approached me that night." his words so make me hurt.

I was so low in his eyes. My hand reflexively slapped his cheek tightly.

Plakkk

" What kind of woman do you think I'm a girl, what kind of woman do you think I am?" ask me with anger.

"You can say that there are no good women - either pregnant before marriage, is there like that?" azzam's speech was getting rough.

"True Aya, Aja Azzam's name but behavior does not reflect his own name" I said emotion.

"Don't take her, take Aya, because between you and Aya like heaven and earth, she can keep herself until marriage, while you've been big first child." said Azzam hurt my heart.

"Thank you for this humiliation, I will remember your words later." I said - suddenly the heart felt very sick.

"If you don't want to acknowledge Fatih as a child you're okay, Fatih won't need you in the future either" I said.

"May your family be all right, let alone your sister" I said wiping away her tears that had melted since. I don't want to cry for this cruel man.

"Wait a minute, I'll clean your mattress that we're wearing." I said directly moving Fatih to the sofa.

I immediately cleaned the mattress that Fatih was sleeping on. After that he played his phone while rubbing Fatih.

Then after that I took the bag containing my clothes and Fatih. I chose to move out of this room.

I took Fatih out of this room. I'm not going to room with him.

"Where are you going?" ask the man.

That's funny, isn't it? after he didn't acknowledge my son and didn't sleep with Fatih. Then he asked where?.

You don't pay attention to his words by pretending not to hear them.

"Stop there" he said in a high tone.

"What else is Mr Azzam?" I asked with a mocking smile. He thought if I was on a high note and I was afraid of him?.

"You stay here, otherwise the hotel clerk will report to mom or dad" the man said.

"Hahahaha you're so funny sir, you indirectly kicked us out, and now you're holding us back."

"Because I'm going, you stay here" said Azzam out walking past myself and Fatih.