The Step Sister of Tiri

81. Be pregnant

Mama Savina grimaced as Zayna treated the wound on her forehead. The wound is quite long, Zayna has offered to go to the hospital. However, the woman refused because for her the wound was nothing.

"I'm sorry, yes, Ma. It was encouraged by Mama" said Zayna.

"You're not wrong, so don't apologize. Mama knows how you feel. This is not much anyway. Your mother's mistake is much bigger."

"Is Papa hurt too?" asked Zayna after she finished treating Mama Savina's wound.

"Nothing, Papa is fine" replied Papa Grace. "Your husband works, Na?"

"Yes, Pa. Usually come home late."

"Then say hello to Papa to him. Just say sorry, Papa can't wait for him."

"Why go back now?"

"Yes, it'll be two o'clock, so we can't stay long."

"Now it's twelve, Pa. We'll have lunch first."

"No need, we can eat outside, '" Papa Rahmat refused. She felt bad, her intention of coming here was to apologize, but now it was even hosted. Where the owner of the house is not there."

"Don't do it, dong, Pa. This is the first time Papa and Mama came, when I let Papa go on an empty stomach. Wait a minute, I asked Bik Ira first, if the food was ready." Zayna went into the house and asked the aunt. Fortunately the woman had prepared everything, there was also a lot of food this morning.

"Pa, Ma, come on, the food's ready." The two old men followed Zayna into the house to the dining room and there was already Bik Ira who was preparing lunch.

"Bik Ira, come on, come eat!" bring Zayna.

"No need, Neng. I usually eat later. I'm full too."

"Yes, thanks for lunch, Mom."

"Together, Auntie wants to go back first," said Bik Ira, who was adopted by Zayna.

"Come, Pa, Ma, please enjoy."

They also enjoyed the food quietly. There was no talk of anything as it was getting used to it. Once every whole family ate, only the voices of Zanita and Zivana dominated. He never said anything.

Even if you say something, no one responds. Right now, he wanted to talk to something strange, so it was better to just shut up. After they finished eating, they chatted for a while in the living room. Not long after, Mama Aisyah came.

"Assalamualaik."

"Getishalight."

"Eh, there's a guest. Sorry I don't know if besan came," said Mama Aisyah who felt bad. "Zayna, why didn't you just call Mama and tell her that your parents were coming?"

"I'm not good, Ma. Scared to interrupt Mom's time."

"Yes, our Aisyah ma'am is also just for a moment, really! We want to see the state of Zayna" replied Papa Rahmat.

"You guys just continue talking. I'm going in first."

"Wait, Miss Aisyah, we'd like to say goodbye." Prevent Mama Savina from her iron.

"Why so fast? I just got home."

"In the meantime, we need to be at the airport. Our flight's at two o'clock, ma'am. So we can't take long."

"Oh, yes, that's it. It's okay, next time you can come here again. We'll talk together."

"Yes, Mom. Assalamualaikum," said Papa Rahmat.

They shake hands, a nurse pushes Papa Rahmat's wheelchair, then gets into the taxi they ordered earlier. Zayna stared at the departure of her parents with relief. Even though there was still a remnant in his heart, he hoped that time would heal him.

Time goes on, does not feel now the age of marriage Ayman and Zayna is one year old. However, until now the woman has not been pregnant. He was hoping for the presence of a child. As of today, Zayna should be disappointed with the one-striped pregnancy test kit.

The woman was four days late. She thinks she's pregnant. However, the pregnancy test showed negative results. Zayna was really disappointed. His expectations were already very great, but everything was not to his liking.

Every day the woman always complained to the Creator to be given a baby. She also often eats foods and drinks that facilitate pregnancy. Of course, without the husband knowing. That guy's gonna be pissed.

The bathroom door was knocked by someone from the outside. Zayna tried to make her feelings okay. She did not want her husband to feel sad. Ayman does not know if his wife often wear a pregnancy test.

The man who always forbade Zayna to do so because every result came out, surely his wife would be sad. She never forced the woman to get pregnant. For him, the child is a daycare. Only God can give and take.

"Honey, you are inside" cried Ayman from outside.

"Yes, Mas. Wait a minute, my stomach is in a heartburn" said Zayna lying because if she did not answer, Ayman would have banged on the bathroom door.

Sure enough, Ayman no longer knocked on the door. Not that Zayna has to stay in the bathroom. He had to get out and try to hide his sadness. The woman tried to look ordinary.

As soon as Zayna came out, it appeared that Ayman was sitting on the edge of the bed while playing a cell phone. The woman approached her husband and sat down next to him. It appears the man checked several incoming emails.

"Mas, it's noon. Why haven't you gone to the office?" ask Zayna.

"How can I go when my wife is sad. I've said it a few times. You don't have to do that test anymore. I never forced you to get pregnant. The boy's sitting, honey."

As always, without Zayna saying anything, Aiman would know what happened to his wife. No matter how hard he tried to hide it Ayman would know what she was feeling.

"Yes, Mas, but still, as a woman, I want to get pregnant soon. I want to be like any other woman who can carry a child and teach him many things. I can also make you and your mom proud to have me" Zayna said with teary eyes, making Ayman even more sad.

"But, I'm more unwilling to see you sad like this. Let time answer everything. What matters is that we pray a lot."

"But we also need to make an effort, ma'am, don't just pray."

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