The Suffering of the Wife I Divorced

Chapter 6

"Ih, why bother bringing ginian everything anyway, Tea?" amara said when she received a tote bag given by her female guests who entered the room shortly after Bian came out. "You can take a look at all, Eca Tea, no need—"

"Hust, do not refuse sustenance," concluded the beautiful white hooded woman who stood beside Amara. She then extended both hands to the baby on Amara's lap. "Try a drop to hold my candidate."

And after the baby changed hands, the friendly belligerent woman again exclaimed, "Oh, the echo ... I want to take her home, Ra. This is his dream just like you, huh? Small, rich cherry."

Amara smiled with a smile at the compliment the woman said. Then a quick glance at Zack who had just been standing at the door of the room, but his eyes were clearly observing the interaction of Amara and her older sister.

"You're healthy, aren't you, Ra?"

"Alhamdulillah." Amara nodded while smiling politely. "Where's the opposite?"

"Always good," said Zack lightly. "I hope."

Amara observed Zack at a glance. Since long ago, the man never changed his appearance, always appeared neat and clean. As of now, Zack was wearing a semi-formal deep blue shirt with beige chino pants.

Maybe because of the demands of his job as an accountant in one of the factories in Jakarta that requires him to always look neat.

In the past, Zack became the most handsome man in the heart of Amara — No matter though in the end they could not unite.

However, after meeting Bian, somehow it feels good looks Zack can not be compared with his ex-husband in short.

Nevertheless, Zack's friendly and polite attitude and behavior still makes the man has its own advantages— no matter what his status is now as a widower, amara is a widow again.

"Eh, Ra .. That's try to open first. Teteh deliberately did not wrap the gift paper, fearing you do not like the color, so that it can be directly dituker," said the woman named Eca while raising her head on the tote bag beside Amara.

Then, he glared at his younger brother grumbling, "So Teteh wants to take pink, but Zack says you don't like that color. Followed his advice to take the color white. Though it's really funny like if a baby girl uses pink."

Once again Amara glanced at Zack, whose smile this time seemed wrong. So, does the man still remember what Amara likes and dislikes, even to the smallest thing like that?

Amara did not want to be fixated on the smile of Zack, who has always admired women. She opened the tote bag and pulled out a set of dresses with ribbon bandos and small shoes, a fine knit sweater that was so feminine, also soft-clad simple pajamas with dolphin— motifs are almost all bone white.

"Geez, Tea ... This is very funny," praised Amara as she unfurled a small dress that was only two feet in size. "It can be made for aqiqah on forty days mah."

"The color doesn't want to be added, Ra?"

Zack's question managed to attract Amara's attention from her activities of ruffling the gifts they brought.

"No. I really like this. Everything is funny," said Amara happily, the smile on her lips widened when she turned to Eca and Zack alternately. "Thank you, A, Tea ..."

"Well, by the way, who's the baby's name?" ask Eca while playing the baby's little nose.

Amara was silent for a moment, wrapped in a few lists of names that she had previously wanted for her daughter.

However, considering that yesterday Bian accompanied her into labor, and seeing how the man was currently embracing his baby with such adoration, somehow he felt that he might have to ask Bian for an opinion on the choice of a suitable name.

In fact, she may not need to discuss with the man if she remembers that she herself suffered while carrying her baby.

However, it must be admitted that the man is the father of his daughter— although in the end Amara himself will determine the name of the baby, no matter if Bian does not like it.

"There are some names that have been written" Amara said. "But not yet which mastiin to take, want to ask his father's opinion first—"

"His father?" Zack repeated with an odd expression, but the man still spoke in a low tone. "What are you planning to do about that irresponsible man, Ra?"

"The one that just came home was my father's son" Amara explained calmly, though in her heart she was a little unhappy to hear Zack saying that Bian was an irresponsible man.

However, Amara knew enough that Bian was the responsible man— even though he only had a short household with the man.

Attentive, loving, gentle, and of course enough for the needs of Amara's life. There is also what makes Bian look irresponsible to the baby he contains, is not it because of the fear of Amara who once thought that Bian might not believe the baby is his child?

The fact that Bian's arrival while she was giving birth was enough to answer that her decision not to inform Bian was wrong.

It was too obvious the pride and blue harrum that emerged from the look in Bian's eyes when yesterday he was judging the baby.

Then, then Amara remembered Bian's confession who had said that Alif was his brother's son.

So, is that the reason why Bian cried the first time he heard the cry of a baby when accompanying him to give birth?

As short as Amara knew, a man had a very difficult time shedding tears. However, for some reason when yesterday Bian collapsed on his shoulder and shed tears full of regret while muttering an apology, Amara realized that the man looked fragile.

There was a hint of guilt that quietly slipped into Amara's heart for reasons she couldn't explain.

"That's her father?" Zack's slightly displeased voice managed to disperse Amara's daydream. "The guy who looks like a thug? How can you let him see your baby, Ra?"

There was something that made Amara a little uneasy to hear the last sentence spoken by Zack.

"My daughter, and all girls need a father." Amara kept her voice calm.

"Even if she wasn't on your side when you were pregnant?"

"That's because she doesn't know that I'm pregnant anymore" said Amara, still keeping her tone low. Offset how Zack or his older sister always speaks in a soft tone and language.

"You said you didn't want to see him again? In fact, he was the first person to welcome your child. I'm his father-to-be, Ra."

"He's his biological father" said Amara after exhaling heavily. "We haven't agreed on marriage yet, have we, A? I haven't answered yes."

"But you said abis lahiran want kasove—"

"Not a day after the birth should also directly answer—"

"A year ago you said you couldn't open your heart again after a failed household?" concluded Zack bitter. "What actually? Do you even marry someone else and get pregnant? What do you think of me, Ra?"

Amara gulped with difficulty when she said, "But you were married then too 'wasn't it the same Vinda?"

"I thought I'd be able to escape you if you married someone else. The fact that my household even became like a joke, which finally broke up during the wedding was only a corn. No fair to Winda if I just make her an impingement?"

Amara sighed softly before replying, "You don't know what the situation is, A. You don't understand my condition."

"Try you to tell me what your condition is so that I can understand you completely?" Zack smiled faintly. "We were both dating, weren't we open to each other at the time? My family respects you, Ra. There is no problem with anything from us. You said you wanted to get married at twenty. What fact, Ra? Nineteen you even accept the marriage offer, the same widower has two children—"

"Zack Iskandar!" scold her sister carefully. "Don't talk about this first, huh? Kasian atuh Amara. We're not here to make a fuss, are we?"

"We are no longer fussing, Tea," Amara said with a smile. "Where is our tone equally high? Just talking."

"Ah, you guys have been fighting for a long time. Just whispers." Eca chuckled amusedly looking at Amara's cheeks slightly blushing. "By the way, why are you sick, Ra? Tetah kok until now still afraid to go home children, yes ... Even though he was 31, his husband also continued to want to have children."

"It hurts, yes," murmured Amara slowly. Of course she can't explain what it's like to give birth, because everyone must have a difference in describing the pain.

While winking at Eca, Amara again said, "Mending Teteh just off KB aja, continue to rasain itself how fun to menggahirin. A step ..."

"Sedep said, Zack?" Eca turned to Zack while chuckling, just like the man did. "Ah, the code wants to have a lot of kids mah, Zack. Mama must be happy if she has a lot of grandchildren. Hunt bein wife, ntar say again new tau tasa."

"Where, Ra?" Zack talked about it again. "Three more months of Ramadan, if the wedding is in Shawwal month how? You ready?"