
Alzarin couldn't believe that Dennis would say that about her pregnancy.
"What do you mean, Mom? This kid's our kid!"
Dennis closed his eyes. He took a breath to tell the truth about himself.
"Now come with me!" Dennis pulls Alza's rough hand and takes her into the room.
Dennis opened the closet and looked for his self-examination file.
"It! Read this!" Dennis handed her an envelope with her medical records.
With a rumbling heart Alza opened the contents of the envelope. Alza read one by one the points written there.
"What does this mean, Mom?" Alza asked with trembling lips.
"You can read, right? It says I can't have a child! I can do my duty as a husband. But i'm... I can't give you a son, Alza. So then... It is clear that the child you bear is not my son!"
Dennis' words made Alzarin's body shuffle to the floor. Tears can no longer be shed. Alza hugged Dennis's leg.
"For God's sake I never did it with anyone, Mom. I just did it with you." Alza. His heart ached because Dennis did not want to admit his son.
"Don't carry the name of God, Alza. That boy is not my son. And thou... We betrayed our marriage."
Alza shook her head strongly. "Good, Mom! I didn't do it with anyone else. Only with you, Mom! Why don't you trust me?"
Dennis slammed into Alza's hand that was still hugging her leg.
"Get out! For a while we don't room first! I need time to digest all this."
Alza is back. "I don't want to! I want you to believe me, Mom. The doctor's diagnosis may be wrong. Doctors are human too. They can't go against God's will, Mom."
"Get out, Alza! Or I'll drag you!"
It feels free to talk to people who are dominated by emotions. Alza chose to leave the room. The door slammed hard by Dennis after Alza came out.
Alza went to the guest room and cried there. Really he did not think that his pregnancy was the beginning of the disaster of the problems in his life.
"Patience, Son. Even though your father won't admit you. But you're sure that someday you'll love us." Alza stroked her still flat stomach.
After weeping, Alza finally fell asleep. Alza dreams of having a well-rounded and happy family. Alza wants to give it to her son later.
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I don't know how long Alza's been asleep. But the day was bright when Alza opened his eyes.
"Early morning? My Dennis?"
Alza immediately got out of bed and headed to Dennis's room. And apparently he did not find Dennis there.
"Did Dennis leave for work?" Alza Mummings.
Alza sat on the edge of the bed. "Oh my God, because of yesterday I didn't go to the office. It's too late." Alzarin breathed.
Alza came out of the room and prepared breakfast for herself. "I don't think Dennis had breakfast."
Alza sighed slowly. "Why is everything like this? Is this kid really not Mas Dennis's kid? Whose child is this?"
Alza is no longer eager to eat any breakfast. Her mind was filled with doctor diagnoses of her infertile husband.
"Is it better to make sure I go to the hospital?"
Alza decided to see a doctor who examined her husband. Alza still remembers in the hospital where her husband checked himself out.
Alza arrived at the hospital and asked the receptionist about the anthology doctor who worked there.
"Doctor Wildan is having a patient. If you want to wait please register first" said the receptionist.
"Register on behalf of Dennis Pratama."
"Good, Miss."
After waiting for a while, Dennis' name was finally called by the nurse. The nurse seemed confused because the one who came was a woman.
"I represent my husband, Sister." Alza answered the nurse's confusion.
"Oh yeah, let's go in!"
Alza went into the examination room and saw Dr. Wildan.
"Good day, Doctor," Sapa Alza was friendly.
"Yes, noon. Is there anything I can help you with?" Ask Wildan kindly.
"I represent my husband, Dennis Pratama. Does the doctor know him?" Alza's voice sounded straightforward.
"Eh? Your Mean... You're Dennis' wife?"
Alza nodded. "Please check back on my husband's condition. I can't believe my husband is infertile!"
Wildan widened his eyes. Wildan was confused as to what to say. All the tests have been done by Dennis. And everything is in accordance with the procedure.
"Sorry, Madam. Why would the Madam want to repeat the test on Mr Dennis? As far as I know Mr. Dennis has done all the tests according to procedure."
Alza had to rack her brain. Moreover, she could not possibly say if she was pregnant.
"Mrs... I know your worries. But... If you want to retest, then... It must be Mr. Dennis himself who came and asked for it."
Alza looked at Wildan with teary eyes. "Is there really no chance for my husband to have offspring, Doc?"
Alza hopes there is a glimmer of hope for him and Dennis.
Wildan shook his head. "I'm really sorry, Madam."
Finally Alza left the hospital with a handful of disappointments.
"If it's true this kid isn't Mas Dennis' kid ... Whose child is this child? Is anyone playing us? Is there anyone who wants to separate us?" Inner Alza is at war with pieces of the puzzle that are still unsolved.
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Alza returns home and sees Amalia sitting on the porch.
"Mama?" Alza was quite surprised by Amalia's arrival to her home.
"Eh, Alza? You're home yet?"
Alza nodded. "Let's go in, Ma!"
Although her heart still rumbled, as much as possible Alza was calm in front of her mother-in-law.
"Why didn't you tell me you wanted to come?"
Amalia immediately pulled Alza's hand and sat down on the living room sofa.
"You guys are okay, right? Yesterday mama saw, Dennis take you away with a sour face. Mama's afraid something's going on with you."
Alza gave her best smile. "We're doing fine. What's the matter, Ma?"
Amalia remained calm after hearing Alza's reply.
"Well, my mom believes in you. Come home tomorrow with Dennis!"
Amalia was grateful that nothing happened to her daughter-in-law. Physical is not lacking anything.
Later that night, Alza welcomes Dennis home. She had prepared dinner for her husband.
"I'm sorry, Mas. Not going into the office today. I told Mirna to change my job."
Dennis just nodded. He went to the room and cleaned himself up. His cold attitude still showed Alza.
Seeing her husband acting cold, Alza could only stroke his chest. He will do his best to win back Dennis.
After cleaning up, Dennis headed to the dinner table. Alza greeted him with a sweet smile. That's Alza. Always smiling even though Dennis hurt him.
They both ate in silence. Alza also did not dare to look at her husband. Alza was so obedient to Dennis that knowing filial service to her husband was very important.
"Did you come here this afternoon?"
Dennis finally opened his voice.
"Yes, Mas. Mama came here. Mama said we were told to go home tomorrow. Tomorrow is the weekend."
Dennis nodded. "Yes, fine. I don't have a job to do either."
The next day, Alza and Dennis visit the Pratama family home. Amalia warmly welcomed the child and his daughter-in-law.
"Come on, Mama has cooked something special for you, Za. You're pregnant again, so you want to eat nutritious food."
Hearing the word pregnant, made Dennis clench his hands. She never thought how could Alzarin get pregnant? While he was sentenced to infertile. Dennis still couldn't find the answer to that question.
When the women choose to chat on the living room couch, Dennis chooses to dodge. Dennis doesn't want to be involved with Alza's pregnancy.
But apparently, Amalia instead called Dennis to join the chat.
"Bang, about the welcoming party of your child was held in 4 months or 7 months huh?"
Amalia's question made Dennis dark-eyed.
"My boy?"
"Yes, your son! Whose other child?" Amalia is confused by her son's displeased attitude towards Alzarin's pregnancy.
"That's his son, Ma! Not my son!" Dennis pointed at Alza sharply.
Alzarin shook his head strongly. Her tears were already welling up in the eyes.
"Abang! How the hell is that?" Zetta is protesting.
"Since yesterday mama noticed you don't look happy to hear Alza is pregnant. Don't you want to have children?"
Dennis rubbed his face. "Because it's not my son, Ma! I don't know whose kid's in Alza's womb!"
"Dennis!" Juno was in the debate. Everyone fell silent after Juno let out her high-pitched voice.
"That kid is my son! And I'll take responsibility!"
Suddenly everyone turned to the source of the voice that claimed Alzarin's son was his son.
"Sir Arion?"