2 Flower Stalks
Bickering

The sound of a car stopping in front of the house, the night was not so late. The wall clock still shows at 9 p.m.

"Who's been visiting these nights"

Salma muttered that she wanted to open the door of her house.

"Let me see her, madam.."

The nurse next to him held Salma's hand from her bed.

Salma simply nodded, she regained her body.

A few moments later Hanafi appeared in the doorway of his room.

"Mas han's.."

pekik Salma was shocked to find Hanafi was there.

Since Salma began to conceive a son from Hanafi she changed her vocation to Hanafi, as her respect for the father figure of the child she was born with. So did Hanafi, he never again called him brother, he started calling Salma by name only.

"How are you.and he.."

Hanafi approached Salma who was trying to get up from her sleep, he sat next to her and rubbed his stomach while saying the word 'he' in his sentence.

"We're fine mas.ada what mas han night-night here..."

salma asked while looking at Hanafi in wonder.

"Prepare.I'll take you to the main house.."

still focused on looking at Salma's stomach.

"What..stay there...?"

already rounding his eyeballs was shocked by Hanafi's words

"Yes ..why don't you.."

"How about Insha mas.he has not even forgiven me.."

Hanafi seemed to let out a long sigh, his gaze now straight ahead, his mind recalling the anger of Insha a few weeks ago. Seeing that Salma seemed to know what was in Hanafi's mind.

"No mas..better I'm here anyway I'm not alone now.has them both accompany and help me.mas do not have to worry anymore.."

"But sooner or later the citizens will also know about your pregnancy.especially when your stomach is enlarged later.then what you will tell them.."

Salma was silent, unable to answer Hanafi's words that had a point.

"I'll slowly talk to Insha, she can definitely understand it..."

"But I..."

it was not finished Salma said, but Hanafi had already cut his sentence.

"Have now.prepare now.you will stay with me.."

Hanafi was already standing about to come out of that room.

"Now it's mas..."

"Now Salma.at any time.calm down..my people will arrange and bring your important things..."

Hanafi came out of the room waiting for Salma to sit on the living room sofa.

Hanafi and Salma boarded the luxury car, driving slowly through the quiet village streets to the main house.

Before boarding his car Hanafi had spoken to nurses and maids at Salma's house to clean up Salma's belongings.

He also finished their work, giving them more money to silence their mouths from the fact of Salma's pregnancy.

From the afternoon Hanafi had been thinking about bringing Salma to the main house, he did not want the villagers to know that Salma was pregnant.

Especially with her status that does not have a husband, she is afraid that it will cause a slander on Salma later.

Hanafi decided to take him to live in the main house.

Actually he also wanted to talk about all his decisions to Insha, but he thought it would all be in vain even Insha would not look at him let alone talk seriously with him.

Hanafi gave Salma a room downstairs, a fairly large room with well-equipped facilities.

But still a bigger room that's in place with Insha now.

And that night finally Hanafi brought Salma to the main house, to live there.

**

Risna's mother was about to take her plate and Insha's plate to go upstairs, accompanying Insha to eat in her room, according to her request earlier.

But Salma suddenly stood up and said.

"Let me take him.."

"Don't Salma.he's in a state of rage right now.it could be dangerous for you later..."

Hanafi drew Salma's hand and told her to sit down again.

"What's wrong mas han.I know his nature.I was with him since childhood.."

Salma tried to convince her with a smile.

Finally Hanafi let Salma go upstairs to Insha's room with her plate.

Insha also noticed the sound of footsteps coming into her room.

"Get me down..fake me eat here.I don't have any taste in eating downstairs.."

Insha said as she turned her body, Insha was amazed by who came and brought food for her.

"Stopp..don't keep moving.."

"Insha..."

"Shut up. I didn't tell you to go to my room.."

Insha pointed at Salma with her fingers, stepping back in Salma's footsteps who continued to approach him.

"Don't act like that to me Insha.I beg you to forgive me.."

Salma approached Insha with teary eyes,

"I will accompany you to eat.as before.we always eat together.do you not remember.I even miss those times.."

"I said stop..stop there.I don't want to get close to a woman like you..."

Already cornered by the window of his room Insha could not reverse his steps again.

"Stopped...."

snarled Insha with a slightly screaming voice.

Salma did not care about all the words Insha he even more walked closer to her, now he was only 2 steps ahead of Insha, thrusting dishes of food belongs to Insha.

"Come.eat with me now..."

"I don't want to eat from your dirty hands..."

Insha was getting furious, he threw the plate that was thrust Salma to the floor.

Pyyaarrrr...

The plate filled with food broke, making the contents in it scatter on the floor.

Salma could not say anything, he was now sobbing unexpectedly Insha was still angry with him.

He saw the face of Insha now that was getting redder filled with anger and also seen shedding tears in both eyes.

*

Pyyaarrr....

Hanafi heard the sound of broken plates coming from the top floor, he immediately got up and ran towards Insha's room.

As Hanafi climbed the stairs he faintly heard the sound of Insha yelling and yelling at Salma.

"I told you to get out of here..."

"You ruined my life..."

"You took Hanafi from me. You even contained her child in your filthy womb.."

"Now you come here.you want to take this house too huh..."

"Cuukuup Insha..hettikan said that.."

Hanafi sprinted into the room, and grabbing Salma's shoulders pulled her slightly back from her place.

"Even now you've managed to get Hanafi to defend you.with your fake tears..."

Salma can only sob still a thousand languages.

"Insha.I'm not defending anyone here.don't say that.I just don't want you to fight like this..."

"Then why are you hugging her now..."

"Show your mercy Insha...The insha I knew first.at least have mercy on the baby in his stomach now..."

Hanafi tried to hold Salma's stomach slowly.

"That's great you ..not even born yet you've got the attention of your beloved father..."Insha now stared intently at Salma's stomach

"Let's get Salma.ayo we're out of here.This fight is not good for your health..."

Hanafi muttered softly which Insha could still hear.

"Go..go you guys from here.I don't want to see you guys anymore..."

Insha was sobbing in his place, seeing Hanafi who preferred and defended Salma, even hugging him in front of Insha, leaving him alone there.

When Hanafi came out, a second later Fatimah and Risna immediately entered his room.

Fatimah immediately crouched down to clean up the broken dishes and also the food scattered on the floor.

While Risna approached Insha who was sobbing sitting on the floor bending her knees, she buried her face into the hands resting on her knees.

Risna hugged Insha tightly and whispered in her ear.

"Cry miss.cry until miss is satisfied.until miss tired..I know what it feels like.I know what miss is feeling right now..."

Risna also shed tears on Insha's shoulder while gently rubbing Insha's back.

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