
"Never hide anything from me, Aira. Fear will make me die slowly. Azaghfirullah." Affan rubbed his face with both palms at a glance.
Aira looked back at Faya as if she wanted to ask her opinion. Not wanting everything to get worse, Faya nodded.
Affan can be increasingly misunderstood if not immediately explained about what happened. However, Aira did not tell in detail that Sintya had hurt her.
"So Sintya came to the house and complained to you? Hmm .. I wonder why there are still shameless people like him." Affan shook his head.
"That's not all, Dad. Aunt Sintya also slapped mama." Faya ignores the ban from Aira who asks him to keep this incident a secret.
Aira's round eyes widened in surprise. His heartbeat became even faster as Affan looked at him in disbelief.
"Can't be allowed. I won't be gentle with her anymore." Affan tightened his fist.
Aira was trying to control herself. His head looked down at the bottom of the car until Affan's right hand raised his chin.
At first glance it does not look bruised on his cheeks but if observed well Aira cheeks look reddish.
Affan's heart aches when he finds his little wife persecuted. In silence he promised to keep an eye on the movements of Sintya for the safety of Aira and their future baby.
"Faya, Aira, take good care of yourself. After this do not allow Sintya to enter the house. He's not a good man." Affan said softly but with great emphasis.
Faya and Aira nodded. There was still a sense of disdain in the hearts of the two seeing Affan's anger before.
All three were silent and dissolved in their minds until the car that took them to the hospital they were headed to. Before coming, Affan had called the obstetrician to make an appointment.
Their arrival was awaited. The assistant doctor who handled Aira immediately asked them to go into the examination room even though many other patients were waiting in line.
Doctor Aqila asked Affan and Aira a few things first before examining her.
"Doc, can I bring my daughter in? He was very curious as to what the condition of his mother's womb was." Affan asks permission to take Faya with him in the examination.
"Oh, I can, sir. Please bring in." Doctor Aqila did not mind.
"Thank you."
Affan immediately rushed over to call Faya out. Not long after they returned to the side of Aira who had been lying on the examination table.
Doctor Aqila looked at Aira and Faya alternately. He felt an incredible sight where between the child and the mother who looked were still both young. Especially after she knew how old Aira was.
Despite being extremely nervous from shock, Doctor Aqila tried to cover it up. His hand was still slightly trembling until the thing he was holding almost fell down.
"I'm sorry, I want to reveal a little bit of his shirt." Doctor Aqila started to prepare to check.
"Please, Doc." Aira is ready.
Doctor Aqila gives the gel to Aira's stomach and then starts attaching the transducer that emits waves to the ultrasound screen. Although still very small fetus Aira already seen.
The three of them were very happy. This scene made Doctor Aqila even more amazed at the family before him.
Some USG results are immortalized in a photo. Not wanting other patients to wait too long, Doctor Aqila immediately finished her examination and wrote down some prescriptions for Aira.
***
Affan woke up in the middle of the night. Before performing the evening prayer he took his cell phone and went outside the room.
The house looks empty. Everyone was late in the dream. However, Affan remains cautious and speaks slowly when calling someone.
"Bim, remember lest anyone know about this matter. Don't let it leak."
"Ready, Boss. I'll do it neatly." Across the Bimo answered confidently.
"good. Assalamualaikum."
"Wa'alaikum salutations."
The conversation between the two was interrupted.
Affan returns to his room and is shocked when Aira wakes up and stands at the door as he opens the door.
"Where's Ms Affan from?" aira asked a little surprised.
Affan looks confused and confused looking for the right reason. However, it seemed that he was unlikely to lie because Aira had already seen her phone.
"Not from anywhere. It's over the phone with Bimo. There's an important matter to be discussed earlier."
Aira nodded. Although Affan looks misbehaved but he does not want to think things through. Perhaps her sudden presence made her husband nervous.
"Mas Affan doesn't hide anything from me, does he?" ask Aira again.
Affan held his breath for a few seconds then exhaled quickly.
"Do you want to know about my conversation with Bimo?" Affan tries to convince Aira by opening the call history and then handing over her phone.
"I believe you." Aira smile.
Affan was relieved. Her secret mission must not be known by Aira.
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