Alin and Hazar

Alin and Hazar
CHAPTER 79


As Alin was about to reach nearby, Hazar immediately turned his chair to the side of his desk. He opened both his hands wide. Prepare to wait for Alin to join him there.


Hazar pulled Alin by the waist, sitting Alin on his lap. The cramped seat space for them to sit together, it makes Hazar more free to be able to touch his wife's stomach. Since last night Alin's stomach was the most comfortable place for his hands.


“What did Brother do!?” Alin squirmed trying to break away. Sitting on Hazar's lap with his back turned very uncomfortable. Alin was silent when he suddenly felt his back warm. Ternya Hazar was leaning there. He could feel Hazar's long breath from behind his back.


Alin touched Hazar's hand in his stomach. “Kakak, tired?” tanyakanya.


“You want me to make coffee?” Alin asked again, because his first question did not get an answer from Hazar.


“No need, enough with you just shut up here.”


“But I'm sleepy,” Alin said.


Hazar straightened his back when he heard Alin's words just now. “You rest?”


Alin nodded his head. “On the sofa alone,” Alin pointed to the sofa where he was sitting earlier.


“Good.”


“Kakak!” peeking Alin, when he had stood in Hazar's lap and was preparing to step, Hazar carried him suddenly.


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“Alright, I wait in the office.” Papa Adi hung up his phone call.


“What did Haris call you?” ask Grandpa Tomi who was also in the room Papa Adi.


“It would be better if Papa heard it himself from Haris later.” Papa Adi took a long breath. “I'll call Rosa first.”


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Meanwhile, Mama Rosa was at the seller of rujak. He was busy choosing fresh fruits that he would bring home for his favorite daughter-in-law. I can't wait to meet Alin.


“Don't be too spicy. My daughter-in-law is pregnant young, she should not have diarrhea.” Said Mama Rosa to the street vendor who was concocting spices on top of the cake.


“Good, Mom!”


“Do you have a phone number? Let me contact Mom directly if my daughter-in-law has another craving. I have no trouble finding Mom, if later Mom moves.” Ask Mama Rosa to the Mother of a street vendor. Yes, the rujak that Mama Rosa is buying right now is a roadside rujak. The mother sells the rujak using a cart, and the base is always moving around not certain. Earlier when Mama Rosa asked about the seller of delicious rujak, Pak Sukri also mentioned the rujak Ibu Suaida. Be almost an hour they drive around the alley to find Mom's cart. For the sake of Alin and his future grandchildren, anything Mama Rosa would do.


“There, Mom. A minute.” Suaida's mother reached into the contents of her bag to find her mobile number, because she did not memorize the twelve-figure row.


Then Mama Rosa's phone rang. There's an incoming call from Papa Adi.


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Hazar really doesn't believe it. In just a few minutes his wife was asleep in his arms. They had a discussion about the bed. His wife wanted to stay asleep on the couch in the study, and he asked to move into the room. As a result, they are now both lying on the sofa in his study.


Hazar stretched his arms over Alin's body. Because he wants to be more free to look at the face of his woman. Hazar pulled out the fine hairs covering his wife's forehead, and left a kiss there.


Hazar was actually about to move his wife to their room. But stop because he was afraid Alin would be angry and feel disappointed when they woke up later they were in the room. Be Hazar to let his wife lie on the couch. Hazar got up and came out of his study to pick up a blanket and pillow. Two minutes later, he returned to his study.


Hazar lifted Alin's head, tucked a pillow under him, then covered his wife's body with a blanket. He went back to his desk, took his laptop and cell phone, then returned to the couch. Instead of sitting on the sofa, Hazar instead chose to sit on the floor with a thick carpet. He grabbed Alin's hand and placed it on his back. Now he will continue his work while accompanied by his wife and children. This taste is so amazing, and it's fun.


When Hazar was drowning with his busyness, the phone he had originally placed next to the laptop rang. Hazar immediately moved away with his cell phone. He was afraid that the noise from his phone would disturb Alin's sleep.


Not long after that Hazar went back into his study. Now he has no other choice. He had to move his wife to the room, because he had to go to the office for a while. Because Papa Adi and Papa Haris were waiting for him there.


When he moved his wife to the room, Hazar went downstairs. There he is already awaited by Karin, Aunt Yona and Aunt Fatma. “Today, you stay here. Take care of my wife,” her orders.


“Good, Mr.”


“Good, Mr.”


“Tell him that I was only gone for a while,” Hazar looks very worried to leave Alin like this. How did you Alin feel so disappointed that he wasn't there when he woke up. But it was also impossible for him to bring his wife along with him at this time. Because his wife must rest well, moreover he did not have the heart to wake his wife deep sleep.


“Good, Mr.”


“Come in touch with me if he wakes up,” Hazar said again.


“Good, Mr.” Aunt Fatma and Karin had to answer Hazar many times, because Hazar's messages were many and endless.


And Hazar's last message before he gets out of the house. “Let him do whatever he wants, but all of that should stay safe. Don't make it wretch.”


“Don't overstretch him, he shouldn't be stressed and upset, follow whatever he wants.”


“Remember! Call me if he wakes up. And report all his activities to me!”


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It turns out that the turmoil is not only Hazar himself who felt, Mama Rosa was also worried now. He was impatient to give his voice to Alin, but he instead asked Papa Adi to go to the office immediately.


With a heavy heart Mama Rosa also asked Mr. Sukri to deliver her to her husband's office. While on the road, Mama Rosa called Hazar's number. Mama Rosa felt a little relieved, because said Hazar Alin was taking a nap at home, maybe he was not too late to give the poem to his daughter-in-law later. Maybe Alin just woke up when he came home. What makes Mama Rosa feel surprised is, he explained Hazar also asked to be present in the office at this time. Is something wrong with their company? The company's feeling is fine as long as Hazar takes care of it alone. Why is it even problematic when her husband is taking over temporarily. Did the old man no longer know how to lead the company after five years of retirement? Mama Rosa clucked in wonder as she shook her head.


But all Mama Rosa's prejudices were debunked when she saw Papa Haris there too. It's not a company problem but Alin and Hazar's. Mama Rosa began to feel uneasy seeing the tangled look of all the faces that were there. Why is it so hard to see Alin and Hazar happy.


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Now everyone is gathered in Papa Adi's room. The five of them sat around the glass table. Tomi's grandfather sits alone in the single seat, Papa Adi and Mama Rosa sitting next to each other opposite Papa Haris and Hazar. The atmosphere of the room suddenly became gripping, because no one wanted to speak first.


Grandpa Tomi let out a long sigh, he stared at the one-on-one head that was bowed in front of him. Then he started to raise his voice. “What's with Alin?” tanyakanya. “Don't you guys say he was okay last night? If there's a problem we're facing together. All this must have a way out.” Grandpa Tomi said with calmness. He was the oldest one there, of course he should be the strongest one there as well. His children and grandchildren cannot dissolve in this long turmoil.


Papa Haris raised his head, staring at the one person who was there. He took a deep breath before starting to speak up. “I'm sorry, because I just told Papa and everything about this.” Papa Haris fell silent again, he looked back at the one face that was there. “I've never divorced my biological mother Alin. To this day she is still my wife. We are separated by death. She died shortly after giving birth to Alin.”


All eyes seemed wide-eyed to hear the words of Papa Haris, only Hazar did not look surprised because he already knew about this story from Aunt Fatma.


“Then what about the rumors that circulated, that said that your first wife had run away with another man?” ask Papa Adi not to believe.


“ It's just a story by Papa Setyo and Amel.”


“Why are you silent when your late wife is slandered by others. And to this day we as his besian still think ill of him.” Mama Rosa immediately rose in emotion when she heard Amel's cunning.


“I have no other choice. Papa Setyo threatened to harm Alin if I revealed the truth to the public. At that time I was still too weak to protect Alin from his Grandfather. I already lost Diana back then and I don't want to lose Alin.” either


“When Alin was one month old, Papa Setyo and Amel kidnapped him from me. She forcibly takes Alin, when there is only Fatma and her husband in the apartment. While I was outside at the time.” Papa Haris let out a long sigh, his eyes already looked teary. “Papa Setyo never messes with his threats. When he kidnapped Alin, he really did not give Alin any food and drink. Alin was one month old at the time. Until finally Alin had to be rushed to the hospital because all his skin had yellowed and he had a high fever.” Mama Rosa's tears fell instantly. He even sobbed. His entire body trembled as if he was feeling the torment felt by the little baby.


“And when Alin was admitted to the hospital that I was allowed to meet him. Of course, with various conditions that I have to fulfill. And one of them is to keep the bad news about Diana, and keep Alin secret from the public.”


Mama Rosa instantly cursed, with her tears unceasingly flowing. Grandpa Tomi and Papa Adi's hands were also clenched to hear Papa Haris' explanation. It turns out that their daughter-in-law's life is very far from the words of maturity and happiness.


Only Hazar seemed to be silent with all the feeling raging inside her chest. His eyes had been reddened since then, but as much as possible he did not want to cry over his wife's fate before he destroyed the depraved ones who had taken away all of his childhood and adolescence.


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