Alin and Hazar
CHAPTER 82

When Alin just arrived at the bottom floor coincides with Mama Rosa who also just arrived home. Mama Rosa was seen carrying a white plastic bag, she was seen walking in a bit of a hurry.

“Mama, already home!” alin from the stairs.

“Alin! You're okay, baby!” Mama Rosa widened her steps closer to Alin.

Alin did the same, approaching Mama Rosa. “Hm," Alin nodded. "I'm doing fine. Mama, why is it so pale? And why, Mama, until the warning like this,” asked Alin, his face was no less anxious with the expression of Mama Rosa.

Mama Rosa breathed a sigh of relief, her hands raised cupping both of Alin's cheeks. His human eyes scrutinized every inch of his daughter-in-law's pale face. “Mama heard earlier, you are vomiting! Is it okay, baby?"

“I just catch a cold, Ma. Maybe because I've been sitting on the terrace too long.” Bright Alin. “I'll be fine after later take medicine.”

“DO NOT!” Shouted Hazar, and Mama Rosa together.

Alin jumped in shock, his eyes twitching in disbelief.

“Do not take medicine carelessly!” spray Hazar, staring intently at Alin. It would be bad if Alin took drugs carelessly, it would definitely have an impact on the fetus in the womb.

THE PLAQUE! Mama Rosa slaps Hazar's arm.

“Why are you glaring at him!”

Hazar grimacing. “I only remember him.” bela Hazar.

Mama Rosa snorted at Hazar. “Alin, don't be too dependent on drugs, dear. If you catch a cold, we try to love the wind oil first.”

“Iya, use wind oil only temporarily. Let me get you some medicine, briefly.” Hazar was about to walk away.

“Kakak, where to go!” intercept Alin, his eyes staring fiercely at Hazar. Just a few minutes ago, had her husband forgotten his sentence.

“You, sick, and you need to treat too? I'll find.”

“We have a lot of medicines at home. What's Brother going outside for?”

“Already, just let him. Lightening us back,” Mama Rosa brandishing a plastic bag in her hand. “Mama take rujak your order.” Mama Rosa pulls Alin's hand.

Alin can only support his chin while looking at Mama Rosa and Aunt Fatma who are busy preparing fruit for the temple. He had offered to help, but was told to sit down by the two mothers.

Alin was surprised by Hazar's sudden appearance.

“Why, Big Brother quickly go home?”

“I just called Papa Haris. Your medicine will be delivered in a moment.”

Alin snorted then refocused his eyes on Mama Rosa and Aunt Fatma. “Why have they been peeling the fruit skin for so long?” inward Alin, impatient. Actually he had drooled since then, but the rujak was never finished.

Alin's impetuous raut was misunderstood by Hazar. “If you don't want to eat the spoon, let me just.”

“Why!” peekkik Alin's. “What now I also can not eat rujak!?” its spray.

Hazar was stunned, and speechless.

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Hazar was sitting pensively by the side of the bed, waiting for Alin who was taking a bath. Grandpa Tomi's words this afternoon were still thought of by him. She only has two days to tell Alin about her pregnancy, otherwise Grandpa Tomi himself will tell Alin. After finding out why Alin could not accept it, he was even more afraid to tell his wife. He was increasingly insecure. But he couldn't hide this much longer either. Two days, will the day after tomorrow his relationship with Alin still be as good as it is now?

Alin came out of the bathroom while drying her wet hair. He didn't know Hazar was there. He looked like he was going straight into the dressing room. “Kakak!” meek Alin was surprised, when suddenly his body floated. “Sister, what brother, do! Put me down, I'm still not dressed!” Alin asked to be taken down from Hazar's arms.

Hazar sat Alin on the bed. “Let me help,” Hazar said, taking a towel from Alin's hand. Hazar sat behind Alin, preparing to dry his wife's wet hair.

“Quick dry. I'm already hungry.” Alin did not eat, because he felt full after spending all the food that Mama Rosa bought. Ludes, not even a little rested by him. Until Mama Rosa was made happy, and promised to buy him more money tomorrow.

“You, sleepy?” ask Hazar, astonished.

“Hm..” Alin nodded, then turned to look at Hazar. “I think something is wrong with my body, I have to go to the hospital tomorrow.” Alin.

Alin turned back his body in annoyance, because Hazar only kept silent after hearing his complaint. Her husband doesn't seem to care about her at all.

“You eat now?” ask Hazar.

“No, later only.” Answer Alin ketus.

Hazar let out a long sigh, making Alin turn back to look at him. Hazar was still silent with his turbid face, making Alin's annoyance grow even more. Alin grabbed the towel in his hand violently and was about to stand up, but he quickly held his wife's arm.

“Lease! I want to wear clothes!” Spray Alin with eyes glaring at Hazar.

“I want to talk. Sit down for a while.” Pinta Hazar's.

“From now on, Brother has spoken, what else to say!” Alin's left hand attempted to release Hazar's grip on his right wrist. He was really upset right now, to look at Hazar he was lazy. “Lease!” alin exclaimed more and more upset because his hand was still not separated from the grip of Hazar.

“You, still sorry to marry me?” hazar asked softly, his eyes also did not dare to look at Alin's face. He just looked down, staring at the hand of Alin who was in his grasp.

Suddenly silence was created. Alin, who had been trying to release his hand, suddenly fell silent, no more resistance.

Silent...

Silent...

Hazar closed his eyes, and his heart grew. He still lowered his gaze.

Stuffy...

Suddenly the air around him felt thick, making it difficult to breathe. There was the word “Masih” in his question just now, which means he knows very well that his wife once regretted and may still regret their marriage. The relationship that he started from a mistake, and there is no explanation in the household relationship that they have lived for almost a year. He never said love, nor expressed his feelings for his wife. And vice versa, Alin also never did that. The only thing that binds them is indeed a marital status, nothing more.

“Have you ever been happy with this wedding?” hazar asked after a long silence. “Am I being too selfish to ask you to stay by my side, like now? Just like this. Is that too hard for you?”

“What do you mean, Sister?” Alin was completely confused by the current situation. Why suddenly the atmosphere in the room became gripping. And why was her husband's facial expression like this, murky and very chaotic.

Hazar let out a long sigh, he ventured into Alin's eyes. “If I apologize, will you forgive me?”

Alin frowned, confused. “What mistakes did you make?” Alin really didn't like this kind of atmosphere, and he wanted to end this as soon as possible. “I want to wear a shirt first.” Alin got up and stepped towards the dressing room.

“There is nothing wrong with your body. Complaints that you feel lately due to the influence of hormonal changes pregnancy.”

Alin's steps immediately stopped, but he did not immediately turn his body. Hazar's words just now had not been thoroughly digested.

“You are pregnant now.” Hazar.

"Pregnant!" Alin touched his stomach, his body trembled, and suddenly he lost his balance, his head throbbed violently, he almost fell to the floor. Fortunately there was a sturdy arm that swiftly caught his body.

“You all right?” ask Hazar worriedly.

Alin brushed off Hazar's hand that was holding her arm. Instead of being freed from Hazar she was dragged into her husband's arms.

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