WRONG MARRIAGE

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Zalfa smiled again. “I do not need to be selfish and childish by whining asking you to stay by my side when I give birth while you have other trust. That trust is meant for you, Mas Arkhan. We have faith that God is always protective, right? Why should I whine? Unless you don't have an urgent job, maybe I'll force you to be by my side.”

“Although I feel sad for not being able to witness the birth of my baby directly, but everything that has happened is enough to give a valuable lesson for me.” Arkhan stroked his wife's arm briefly. “Tell me whatever you need, I'll give it.”

Zalfa nodded.

“Still pain?” arkhan looked at Zalfa's forehead.

“Add badly,” Ogre Zalfa.

Arkhan sighed. He could not imagine what kind of feeling Zalfa was going through, but he quite understood that the pain could not be likened to anything. Only women can feel it.

“You must be strong. Our son has been born into the world, you have also seen his condition. He will be your encouragement to recover as before.” Arkhan motivates while clutching Zalfa's fingers.

Zalfa nodded. How happy he was to get such a warm welcome from Arkhan.

“Thank you Mas Arkhan, you have become the best husband for me. With you motivating me like this, I feel very helped, you are my encouragement.” Then Zalfa's gaze fell upon the hand that was holding him. The hand was paled and cold. “Mas Arkhan, you are cold. Your clothes are also wet, even this is almost dry due to AC. You rained? What's outside rain?”

“Ya, it was raining,” Arkhan replied while remembering the incident earlier. The skin of his body instantly brushed considering the thunderous lightning and grabbed the tree before his eyes. Not far away was the tree from where it stood, and the tree became charred just a few meters away from it. “Don't worry about me.”

“But your skin is goosebumps like this. You must be cold. Go change clothes.”

Arkhan's rewinded his body. Zalfa was wrong if he thought his skin was goosebumps due to the cold, the lightning strike that made him feel creepy.

“You go change clothes first, do not let your condition deteriorate if it becomes sick,” said Maria then approached the bed and sat on the side chair of Zalfa. “I'll take care of you, Zalfa.”

Zalfa only winked as a nod to the head. The pain in his stomach made him unable to do many things. He just wants to sleep.

Arkhan passed Ishmael at the door. Since then Ismail stood there, giving time to Zalfa and Arkhan to be able to communicate with each other after their baby was born into the world.

“Arkhan, congratulations yes.you already have children. You become a father now,” Ismail said.

“It was an amazing experience for me.” That was all Arkhan could say despite actually wanting to say a lot to Ismail, about his overwhelmingly different feelings about having a child. Ishmael was also a man, just as he seemed to have a baby, it is likely that Ishmael understood what he was feeling.

“Yes already, you go change your clothes first. There's Miss Maria who will look after Zalfa.”

“Hm.” Arkhan breezed away. She did not go home to change clothes, but to the room where the baby was put to sleep. He looked at it from a distance, through the glass that the curtains inside were opened, he saw inside the hygienic room that hundreds of babies were arranged in rows in their respective boxes. He saw some babies in the incubator. And he knows where Shanum is. There were cries of several other babies, and Shanum was seen calm in his sleep. Arkhan was silent behind the glass staring at the baby.

SERIATE

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