2 Flower Stalks
Anger of Insha (Part 2)

The car was speeding very fast on the city streets that looked wet due to the rain.

Insha drove his car in an uncertain direction, anger took him even away from the main house residence.

Until when Insha is on a quiet road, a road that may rarely be passed by a vehicle.

The road looks wide, but not seen and the vehicle there, Insha also does not know which area.

Many of the street lights that look out, so the streets look dark only car spotlights that illuminate the road that looks shiny because it is wet in the rainwater.

Insha stopped her car, put her forehead on the wheel, hit the wheel hard, and shed her tears again there. Insha cries out loud and condemns what happened today.

His heart felt very sore to remember again when the doctor Rizal declared Salma's pregnancy in front of him.

He now squeezed the dress he was wearing, and pounded his own stomach tightly.

"Why.why did she even carry a child mas han..."

murmured while sobbing.

In his mind now imagined Hanafi who was joking with Salma and also a small child who seemed to run around laughing.

The shadow that makes his sobbing harder, long enough Insha was there crying over his life now.

Insha's gaze suddenly fixed on the phone that was beside her, the phone was lit up. Insha picked it up, seen a short message from Hanafi.

'Darling you haven't come home yet.Hurry home huh.I miss you...'

Getting the message, usually Insha will smile and quickly reply with soft and romantic words. But now for what reason, reading a short message from Hanafi even made him sob and his heart became even more painful.

"How can you call me dear.after all that has happened behind me.." he muttered slightly on the crest of a thin grin on his tiny lips.

Insha has now restarted the engine of his car, rotating direction with a fast, no matter the road is slippery because of the puddle.

Brakes stepped on spontaneously, making the car squeak with his fast, he did not realize there was a motorcycle in front of him, he almost hit the motorcyclist.

Insha sighed deeply, with a look full of anger and a face that looked very chaotic, she did not apologize at all to the person on the motorcycle, he even turned his car and drove quickly to the road.

"Hey..basik..kalau again drunk do not drive dong..."

Yelling at Insha's car that looked away.

"beautiful.beautiful..his conduct..great today.he is wrong he is also angry..."

now muttering to himself while advancing his motorcycle again.

Insha at all who cared about that faint-sounding cry, in her mind now just wanted to go home and go home.

The car has entered the main gate of the house, he has slightly reduced the speed of his car, parked the car in a row of other luxury cars.

Insha immediately entered the house, mbak Risna had already opened the door when he knew the car Insha entered the gate.

"Good night no.mas Hanafi was home an hour ago.."

smiling brightly at Insha who just came.

"Hmmm.."

Insha is not as usual who will answer every greeting from his aides, he will usually ask something or just a stale when meeting them, he will usually ask, but not now his face looks chaotic and he only answered Risna's greeting with deheman only.

Risna just stared at Insha's departure towards the top floor with an astonished face.

"Young lady why yes.tumben.."

he closed the big door again, and went back to his room again to rest.

Braakk....

Insha opened the door violently.

in his view now seen Hanafi who was leaning and covering half his legs with a blanket, Hanafi seemed to look at Insha with wonder because he was surprised by the sound of the door being opened loudly.

" Darling why are you opening the door like that..."

Insha just silently stared at the doorway, Hanafi who saw the chaotic-looking Insha immediately got off the bed, and walked up to Insha.

"Darling you why.enter first.come here.tell me what happened to you.."

"Mahaha..."

Unexpectedly Insha instead laughed with a grinning face that looked even more terrifying.

Hanafi stopped his steps, creaking his forehead.

"Sweet you're okay."

"Darling.you can still call me dear after everything that's happened behind me..."

"What do you mean, baby, come in and tell me what happened to you.."

Hanafi tries to grab Insha's hand but is rough-edged by her.

Insha walked slowly into the room, closing the door with a kick.

Insha also pushed Hanafi's body tightly as Hanafi was about to approach and embrace him.

"What really happened Insha.why do you dare to behave like this to me.keep your attitude Insha.."

Hanafi's voice began to rise.

Without saying much Insha threw an envelope of chocolate Salma examination results that had been carried, in front of Hanafi's face with a loud.

Hanafi was quite surprised by Insha's behavior, he increasingly rounded his eyeballs to look at Insha.

"Inshaaa..enough.say what this is..."

not caring about the brown envelope already lying on the floor, Hanafi raised his voice even more.

"Are you unable to read the letter yourself.Young master Hanafi the leader of the venerable Wijaya group.."

Insha still put that scary grinning face on Hanafi.

Hanafi with a hint of emotion grabbed the brown envelope lying on the floor, then opened it quickly.

Clearly visible logo of Jaya Husada hospital owned by Wijaya group, Hanafi saw a name there.

Salma salsabilla.this is the result of Salma's examination of why Insha brought him..

"What is Insha ..explain I don't understand.why did you bring your sister's examination results.."

Hanafi who did not want to read the letter he immediately asked Insha, but Insha just kept quiet.

Hanafi looked again at the letter carefully, the tables that were there showing the normal amount of blood content as well as the results of the examination of Salma's blood beside him.

everything seems normal..

Hanafi Mumbled in the Heart.

Until Hanafi's eyes saw a scrawl of bullet circling a table that read HCG, and an arrow pointing down there saw the writing of a doctor.

positive.uk 5 weeks.

(positive pregnant.age 5 weeks).

Knowing the meaning of the doctor's graffiti on the paper Hanafi immediately looked at Insha, his hands looking trembling .

"Darling..."

Hanafi called Insha lirih.

"You can still call me darling after everything you've done behind my back..

"What is the result of Salma's examination.."

"Yes.he's pregnant"

"Hamiil..."

Instantly Hanafi took off the paper in his hand letting it fall again on the floor.

Seriate...