Ellia Im Sorry
CHAPTRE 81

Fredy stepped out of the hospital, he paused for a moment in the corridor and leaned his back against the wall.

"Ellia's pregnant, and Emily's gonna get a donor for her. And hopefully, their marriage will continue not only until Emily is healed. I really hope Ellia doesn't end her marriage to Anders. I've already let it go. Because what Emily needs is Anders, not me. And I could also see, glaring at Ellia's eyes as she looked at Anders. No longer filled with hatred like before, the look in his eyes had already changed."

Fredy rubbed his face rough with both palms, as he was about to return to continue his steps. Someone called.

"Mr Fredy!" Fredy turned his head, a woman wearing a doctor's coat approached him.

"What's Doctor Meitha doing?" Ask.

"Where are you going?" Ask the beautiful doctor.

"I have to go, I have to work." Answer Fredy.

"There's something I want to talk about. Can you just have a minute?"

Fredy's frown, what would Meitha talk to him about? I think they just met this morning.

"What do you want to talk about?" Ask.

"There's actually something I'd like to ask you, sir." Sahut Doctor Meitha.

"About what?" Fredy asked curiously.

"I don't want to interfere, I just want to know." The answer.

Fredy looked seriously at the woman standing before him.

"What do you want to know?" Ask more curious.

"Did you have a relationship with Mrs Ellia?" Doctor Meitha asked with a serious face.

"Why do you want to know?" Fredy asked back.

"Because Mr. Anders is my best friend, and I don't want his household to be a mess because of a third person." Doctor Meitha replied firmly.

Anders was his best friend, and he also knew about what had happened between Ellia and Anders all along. And now their relationship has improved, so he won't let anyone ruin Anders and Ellia's relationship.

Fredy knitted his eyebrows together, then he nodded, knowing what the beautiful doctor meant.

"Oh, so you think I'm going to be the third person among them?" Ask Fredy.

"That's not impossible, is it?" Doctor Meitha asked.

"As long as you know Doctor Meitha Annelize, before Anders married Ellia, I was almost married to Ellia. It might be a matter of minutes we'd be husband and wife, but suddenly Emily passed out at that moment." Obviously Fredy, he didn't want Doctor Meitha to misunderstand him.

The beautiful doctor was astonished to hear Fredy's explanation.

"After Emily was examined, Emily became seriously ill, and the only way to cure her was to get a donor for her. Anders married Ellia. If you don't believe me, you can ask Anders and Ellia." Further.

"Oh, yeah. One more thing, I'd let go if Ellia was with Anders. Because what Emily needs is her real father, not me." Fredy Toilet.

Doctor Meitha blinked her eyes and lowered her head, she felt bad about being mistaken for Fredy.

"I'm sorry, if anything offended you earlier." Ganged words.

"It's okay, I can understand. Then excuse me first." Fredy was about to move on from there, but only one step he stopped and turned back to look at the beautiful woman.

"Are you married?" Fredy asked Doctor Meitha who was still standing there.

"Not yet." Doctor Meitha replied while shaking her head.

"If you still don't believe me, how about we get married? So you don't have to be afraid I'm intruding on your best friend's household." Fredy's words made Doctor Meitha look at the place where he stood.

"When we meet again, I hope you have an answer." The next one that then moves from there.

The female doctor blinked her eyes, was the man under the influence of alcohol? Suddenly asking her to marry me?

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Anders's little family is now on their way home. Anders did not return to the office because he wanted to accompany his wife and Emily.

The red light flashed, Anders stepped on the brake pedal until his car stopped.

"Ellia, do you want anything?" Ask Ellia who is sitting next to Emily.

Ellia thought for a moment and then shook her head.

"No." The answer.

"Don't pregnant women want anything? Certain foods, for example?" Ask Anders again.

"No Anders, I don't want anything." Answer Ellia.

"All right then. But if you want something, you have to tell me."

"Yes, Anders." Ellia leaned on her back, while Emily fell asleep beside her. Looks like her little daughter was exhausted after the park earlier especially Emily cried for quite a long time because she was worried about Ellia.

After traveling for a few minutes, they finally reached the mansion. Anders carried his little daughter's body up to the room without waking her.

In her room, Ellia was standing by the side of the window. Look blankly at the view out there.

"I'm finally pregnant, Emily's going to get well soon." His hand rubbed his flat stomach.

"That means this marriage is coming to an end. But why do I feel something strange in my heart? It's like a feeling of unwillingness..."

A pair of hands coiled around her slender waist, making Ellia a little surprised. Anders hugged her from behind.

"Why daydream?" Anders asked half a whisper. Ellia just shook her head.

"Are you unhappy with your pregnancy?" Andres asked again, he could feel Ellia changing since coming home from the hospital.

"Where might I not be happy." Reply Ellia who is still in her position.

"Ellie..." Anders took off his arms and turned his wife's body until they faced each other.

"You must remember your first pregnancy. Where there are only bitter memories you feel." Anders' hands cupped his wife's face, staring at the net behind the glasses.

"But now I'm here, Ellia. I'll take care of you and our child-to-be. There will be no one to insult and humiliate you anymore." Her speech. Netra Ellia glazed over, she leaned her head against the chest of Anders' field.

"Sorry, I can only give you bad memories." Anders showered the top of Ellia's head with an affectionate kiss.

"That's not the Anders I feel. It's not..."

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Assalamuala....

I'm sorry for the readers, this story I had to finish because I had a real life rush, I was running out of ideas, and there was no time to write for the next few months. So please understand. Sorry, see you in my other story.

Wassalam´s...

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