Dilemma of Marriage Left

Dilemma of Marriage Left
Chapter 143


Fatan had not been able to continue his speech, the tiny baby who had been asleep since had awoken. Nila rushed down from the bed very carefully, because her hand was still attached to the infusion.


"Here I help," Fatan bargained as he extended his hand and got out of the chair.


But Nila brushed off her husband's hand so as not to touch him. "No need, Mas. I can do it myself."


Fatan was not pushy, he was watching the isri. Ever since Ocha came back, she was not aware of her feelings suddenly hesitated and afraid.


Nila was holding while swinging so that her beautiful daughter could be calmer. Sure enough, a few moments after that the baby fell asleep again. He looked slumbering and calm when carried by his mother. Somehow pay attention to the face of the little one, become a tranquilizer as well as Nila's favorite. He was reluctant to turn away, even the pain and jealousy could be thrown for a moment when he saw the innocent face of his little daughter.


"Darling, did you name our son?" tanya Fatan broke the silence, and her voice was a little slower.


Nila just muttered and nodded.


"What's his name?" Fatan stared in awe at the maternal aura possessed by his wife.


"Mothers say, the name was given after the umbilical cord was removed," replied Nila with a flat face.


"Oh so yeah. Alright. Later after coming home from the hospital, we make a room for a baby huh? Your design is set," suggested Fatan feel excited.


"No need, Mas. I'm going home to Mom." Nila answered quickly.


"Why, Honey? Are you uncomfortable living in your father's house? There will be mothers and others will be happy to welcome our baby." Fatan seemed to disagree.


"It's okay. I just feel, how much calmer and more comfortable if mom takes care of me. Anyway, mom is your mom. My in-laws, where I also have restrictions on asking her for help. He is good, everyone in the house is good." Nila also reaffirmed.


But in his little heart he said. "Except you, Mum."


"Do you mind, Mom?" nila looked closely at her husband. When viewed from the outside, it looks very strong. But who would have thought of his heart? Very fragile and needs full support.


Fatan seemed to think, then let out a long sigh. "Well, if that's what you want. I don't mind." The man smiled. "Mending baby put it first, honey. I think he's really good. You can go back to sleep, too."


"Yes, Mas. If you sleep, go to sleep first. You're not feeling well either, are you? I still want to carry him" said Nila.


A moment later, the Fatan evaporated very strongly. "Yes, I slept first. If there's anything awake I'll just, honey." He got up from the chair and walked towards Nila. Before laying down his body, he kissed his wife's forehead long enough and then wrapped his face with both hands. "I'm so sorry for the mistake I made, for making you like this ... Thank you also for your struggle when giving birth to our child. You're the best girl I've ever met. Your presence has awakened me to gratitude. Once again I'm sorry, I promise I'll fix everything. Believe me, you're the only woman I love."


Nila deepened her gaze, her eyes looking for honesty from the spotlight given by the husband. However, disappointment covered Nila's heart and brushed off her trust.


Amazingly Nila, she was able to withstand the crying that had been wanted to be released. Perhaps it is true, the presence of his little daughter became the antidote in his life at this time.


"Yes." Yeah." Only one word came out of Nila's mouth with a faint smile, after Fatan had at length revealed his heart.


Fatan removed his arms from Nila's face. He kissed his sleeping daughter in his mother's arms. "Daddy loves you very much."


After that, Fatan retreated and became well. He walked to a bed the size of a man not far from Nila's bed.


Because he was too tired, Fatan quickly fell asleep. While Nila slowly put her little daughter into the baby box. After that grab the phone and send a message to Lativa.


《Tiv, Brother ask you to buy the same new phone with Brother now. Don't forget the card as well. This is all brother send money. If it's already purchased, you save it first Tiv. You're coming home from the hospital, Brother wants to go home mom.》


The message was successfully sent, as well as a sum of money and evidence that had been transferred to Lativa's account. But Nila deleted it back from her phone only, because she was worried Fatan would check her phone.


Right or not her initial plan, which clearly Nila wanted to calm herself down first. There are enough steep roads with rocks and slides that make his life upside down to fall back at its lowest point.


Then Nila put her phone again on the table and immediately went to sleep.


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Not felt, the morning came. Nila felt a glare because the curtains of the room where she was in the care had been opened. So that sunlight freely entered illuminate the entire room.


But when her gaze turned to a bed occupied by Fatan last night, she did not see her husband there. In the room there was only her and also the tiny baby who was still fast asleep.


His eyes turned again towards the wall clock. It looks like it's 7 in the morning. Nila until she can't remember last night she slept at what time. Because the drowsiness immediately came and made him sleep very calm.


On his desk, there was already breakfast with a menu that was very different from the last he ate. Maybe you could say special, because the menu available is all Nila's favorite food. But of the many foods, there was a paper that caught his attention.


Nila's hand tried to reach the paper without having to get off the bed first, and succeeded. He immediately opened the paper. It turns out there is writing in it.


"Good morning, dear. Hope it gets better today. Oh yeah, sorry I didn't get to say goodbye to you when I went to the office earlier. I'm afraid to interrupt your rest, so as my apology, this morning I prepared a very special breakfast. Congratulations to you, darling. Be healthy for both of you, my beloved. Greetings, handsome husband and Daddy. Fatan."


Nila smiled faintly and folded the paper back and stored it under her pillow. He got out of bed carefully, then pulled the chair slowly so as not to make a loud noise approaching the table. Before her little daughter woke up, Nila immediately finished her morning breakfast first.