
...Sometimes something will start to be realized if it happens to people we unconsciously love. Maybe his heart has turned. However, for the sake of looking after him he was willing to hold back his feelings. ...
...~JBlack...
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Shaka who got the phone was certainly surprised. He who had just arrived home was certainly starting to panic. Ahh more precisely his face looked very worried.
"What's up, Mom?" Dhira asked who came down to the first floor by looking at Shaka who looked tense.
"I forgot my work file at the office, honey," said Shaka, who drew Dhira closer.
"Yes taken, Mas. If indeed Mas Shaka needs," said Dhira who made Shaka turn his head.
"Aren't you papa I staying?"
Dhira smiles. He rubbed Shaka's face slowly. "Since when did I hold Mas Shaka back about work, hmm?"
"Yes I'm afraid. If you're going to be angry I'm staying" said Shaka who made Dhira shake her head.
"Udah is leaving, Mas. That Mas Shaka really needs it!"
Finally Shaka smiled widely. He nodded then quickly landed a kiss on Dhira's forehead.
"You be careful. Don't tire. Remember that! Our son is still a child and you have to rest a lot" Shaka said as he rubbed Dhira's stomach.
"Yes, Papa. Mama will be quiet and not naughty!"
Finally Shaka got out of the house. He waved his hand at Dhira who escorted himself to the front of the house. Until finally when Shaka's car starts to go unseen.
Both of Dhira's hands were folded in front of his chest. Her lips revealed a cynical smile.
"You want to see Bia, don't you, Mas?" Dhira said with his voice that sounded insinuating.
"I'm sure your young wife is in pain right now. I wish the boy was dead and wouldn't survive!" Dhira said maliciously then started to turn around and enter the house.
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When Shaka had just arrived in front of the clinic where his wife was acquainted. Shaka comes in. He knows where his wife is. Until finally when he almost reached his wife's room.
From far away, Shaka saw the figure of a man he knew. A very familiar man in his eyes. The figure of the man he knew who it was.
Of course Semi, the man sitting in front of the room where Bia was was also no less surprised. The man stood up and shook hands with Shaka.
"Well, are you here?" Semi asked with her frown.
"I was called by the doctor that my wife was bleeding" said Shaka, who opened Semi.
"Wife?" Repeat Semi with a pounding heart. "Who's wife, Ka?"
"My wife, Semi. She… "
"Mr Shaka," Call a nun who just came out of the room where Bia was.
"Ayeah, Sus?" Shaka answered by turning around..
"Let's enter. The doctor and your wife are waiting" said the nurse who made Shaka nod.
When the man stepped. A check of his hand and a hunting breath made Shaka's footsteps come to a halt. The man turned around and looked towards Semi who was looking at him with a sharp gaze.
"Let go, Sem! I need to get inside!" Shaka said seriously.
"I want to ask you," said Semi with a hunting breath.
"It's not the right time!"
"It's so precise!" Exclaim Semi with a restrained anger.
Shaka who was also burning emotions started to almost get provoked. He was worried and wanted to see his wife immediately but why did this friend hold him back.
"You!"
"I know your wife Dhira, Shaka!" Semi with to the point. "But in there isn't Dhira!"
Shaka stiffens. He looked towards Semi with a surprised look.
"In there is Bia. I brought him here too. Then you call her a wife. Whatchu mean?"
~Connected