Two Red Lines
CHAPTER 13
Sometimes the cure for an exam is the circumstances around us. If we are grateful for what we have now, then the test is not so felt in our lives. ~Khali Mateen~
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After doing a series of checks, the couple finally returned home. Both get word, if Xalena back fussy so no one can calm him. Therefore, the end result of everything Aqila had done would come out tomorrow.
"We apologize profusely, Doc. Can't wait for the results because my nephew has been so fussy," Aqila said regretfully.
"It's okay, Madam. Tomorrow your results will come out" said Doctor Tia gently.
"Yes, Doc. Again, thank you." Aqila moved and stretched out her hand to shake hands.
Aqila and Khali immediately walked out of the examination room. Husband and wife always look romantic from the eyes of others. A pair of humans who were endowed with handsome and beautiful faces, so they look suitable when walking together.
Of course, anyone who sees there will be a sense of admiration and envy simultaneously. Therefore, sometimes both Aqila and Khali minimize the romance of both when outside.
"We go straight home means, honey?"
"Yes, By. Xalena was crying again. I think the same about him," said Aqila who repeatedly fiddled with her phone to talk to each other with her brother, Adel.
The trip was short, so long for both. Perhaps it was because the state of both of them being panicked and confused, making the road seem close, felt so long.
Before long, the long journey ended and Aqila got out of the car and headed into the house.
Aqila just entered the house. The sound of Xalena's crying sounded so loud. In a hurry, the woman headed for the bathroom to wash her hands and returned to the living room.
"Here I help, brother," Aqila told Axel's wife.
"I'm sorry Ma'am, Dek. Mbak ngerepotin really adek," he regretted while brushing tears that almost fell.
"Don't say that, Ma'am. I already think of Xalena as my own daughter," Aqila said as she held the tiny baby.
He took the baby away from the crowd to the porch. The time that has shown at half-seven p.m., certainly makes the air a little cooler.
Perhaps due to the exhaustion of crying, it was not until ten minutes, that Baby Xalena began to fall asleep in Aqila's sling. The woman was so anxious and felt her loneliness a little erased by the presence of the child of her brother.
"Wish Aunty could have something like you, son," Aqila said softly.
Without realizing it, Khali who followed his wife became bitterly smiling. However, he still guaranteed Aqila prayer because after all the hopes of the two remained the same.
"Aamiin's."
Aqila gasped in shock. She looked over and found her husband smiling sweetly at her. Of course he knew very well, it seemed that the husband knew his prayer.
"Did Hubby hear the Qila prayer?" he asked after Khali was near them and rubbed the little baby's forehead.
"of course. May Allah leave a little baby like Xalena in the stomach, Umma."
Aqila's eyes were glazed. She did not expect her husband to know very well the greeting that Aqila wanted to use when they had a child.
"Don't cry, Umma" said Khali, wiping away the tears that had been dripping down his wife's cheeks. "Later we can definitely feel holding our own little baby."
Aqila nodded. She slid into the arms of her husband despite being held in Xalena's presence. This kind of happiness alone was already so meaningful to Aqila. She is grateful to be given a husband who is always there for her, a family that supports her and also God who is always with her to make it strong to live it all up to this point.
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