FORCED CHEATING
186DON'T FREAK JANE!

At 8:40 p.m., Danar was still faithfully waiting to sit alone in front of the care room Via. A moment later he stepped towards the door and saw from the crack of the door that was accidentally opened a little seen the woman of his puja slumbering with an infusion hose hanging beside him.

“Danar.” Yanti came patting Danar's shoulder from behind. "I go home first, because I'm afraid Gio's fussy I'm staying from the afternoon."

“Oh, yes.” Danar looked a little surprised. “Still yes Yan, sorry to trouble.”

“No, Denaya is his family Via, means my family is also.” Yanti smiled knot. “Oya, how is Via?”

“Come.” Danar opened the door wider. “He seems to still be sleeping.”

Yanti just looked at the door. “No need, let him rest. He must be tired, too. Yes, that's why I came home. There is Mas Firman who take care of Denaya.”

Danar nodded his head back to the waiting chair in front of the treatment room. Danar pinched his eyes that felt tired, actually he wanted to go in and wait for Via inside, but before returning Mr. Hadi insisted he should wait outside.

Time continues to spread the night, Mirza and Om Jaka were already on the way home and soon arrived. Mirza who had been leaning back from exhaustion had just remembered her phone.

“Yeah! Call up to 10 times from Via!” Mirza surprised after opening the lock key of the screen. He also opened a series of incoming messages from his wife. “Om!!” Mirza's tightness multiplied as she clutched Om Jaka's hand holding the wheel.

“What the hell, Za? Just be surprised!” Om Jaka so follow in shock.

“Denaya Om!”

“Denaya? Whereabouts? Where?” Om Jaka even wobbled to see the left right of the empty streets that passed by him.

“Denaya want to mengelahirin!”

“What? Mai hani bani switi bala want to mengelahirin?” Om Jaka was really shocked and immediately stepped on the brake pedal.

NGIIKS….

“Udah Negelahirin instead Om, baby girl!” Mirza opened the last message Danar sent.

“Mana? Who told you?” Om Jaka wants to follow up read the message on Miza's phone but Mirza's eyes then patterned when reading Danar's next message. “Ayok, Om spout! We must go to the hospital immediately, Via also ngedrop!”

The two men, who were shrouded in worry, were soon headed to the hospital where their wives were being treated. The car driven by Om Jaka drove fast, the night streets were quite quiet they passed in a flash. Semenatra Danar who began to be attacked by sleepiness stepped foot into the hospital canteen to order coffee. Some time sitting enjoying hot coffee, his stomach also felt hungry, he stayed longer there to enjoy soto noodles.

Mirza and Om Jaka are now in the hospital, as if they are fighting quickly to the care room of their respective wives after asking the guard sisters. The word that has finished the shift of work appears sleepy in the waiting chair of the Denaya treatment room. He gasped when he heard rapid steps approaching him.

“Om Jaka?” Tanya Firman rubbed her eyes when om Jaka was already in front of her.

“Iya. Sorry yes, I got rid of you Man.” Om Jaka salutes the Word with gratitude. “This time I'm in dalem?” Om Jaka looked towards the treatment room door.

“Iya Om, enter aja.”

Om Jaka nodded. “Elu want to go home?” Tanay Om Jaka.

“Iya, I go home first huh, is there Om Jaka?"

“OK. Once again thanks to be gentle Man, I don't know must mengebales good mind you use whatan.”

“Luck it Om, I also like to be able to help. Yes already there is a sneak in, Denaya nanyain Om continues from since the abis oprasi this afternoon.”

Om Jaka went in to see Denaya while the Word soon passed home.

“Mai Hani Bani ..” Call Om Jaka lirih approaching his wife who seems asleep but actually does not sleep.

Denaya opened her eyelids. “Bokir …..! where are you going? Hu...hu...hu Denaya kontan mewek see her new husband nongol even though he has been waiting for his presence to accompany her in the tense times that have passed a few moments ago. “You are evil, Bokir! You can let me alone, hu.hu..hu...” Denaya cried sobbing Om Jaka who is also now teary-eyed hugging his wife full of haru.

“I'm sorry ya Katemi, I really do not know if you will mingelirin today...” Om Jaka feels so guilty for letting his wife bet her life alone without his company.

“Why did you just come home, Bokir? Where are you straying? I was scared, I was almost desperate. I'm like you, you are like me! You don't care about me!” Denaya smacked Om Jaka's chest still in his sobbing, sobbing,

“Katemi, relax. If you move a lot first, your surgical wound will hurt.” Om Jaka tried to calm Denaya who was still crying spilling her frustration. “Gue promises you can beat me as much as you if you've been out of the hospital. I want you to use any law as my guilt. But please forgive me, Katemi ..” Om Jaka clasped Denaya's weakened hand and kissed her head.

Denaya's shoulders were still shaking a few times even though her crying had subsided. “Our child, Beb …. Our son ...” Cicit Denaya who now may have subsided also upset because he had changed to call Om Jaka bebeb again.

“Iya, why our son Han..?” Om Jaka stared at the wet bead of his wife's eyes.

“Our child is very beautiful as I..., hu..hu...hu...hu...” Denaya is back again.

"Lho, how come you cry Han? You should be cool dong if our child is beautiful like you?” Om jaka rubbed Denaya's cheek.

“Yes, this is a happy cry Beb. I didn't think she would inherit her mother's great beauty. Fortunately he is not like his papa who dyed second to none.”

Huh! It's his own turn to be narcissistic! Is that me in the shoes? If I don't fuck, I won't fuck you, Katemi! Jaka ngedumel in the heart.

“Bebeb, have you seen our child yet?” Denaya looked up at the husband who was still very busy.

“Emh, not yet Han.” Om Jaka immediately changed his face to normal mode.

“Paints you see there, she's in the baby's room.”

“Tomorrow, Han. It's late at night, after all the sisters are also definitely not ngijinin.”

Denaya broke a hug, “Yes already, you are here aja nina bobo in me yes. I'm sleepy but can't sleep because my body is on gegel.”

“Iya, Han.” Om Jaka stroking Denaya's head without hijab.”

“Singing Beb, let me sleep.” Rajuk Denaya spoiled.

“Ha? The singing? But ... “

“Nyanyi lizard on the wall, Beb. Don't stop before I sleep.” Denaya continues to sulk.

Come on, you Katemi! I'm not pregnant, but it's weird too! Omel Om Jaka, but of course just brave in the heart. He also complied with his wife's request.

Meanwhile, in a different room, Mirza was looking at her beautiful wife full of regret. He kissed her soft fingers a few times while constantly making apologies.

“Mas, already. I'm not papa kok.” Via stroking the face of her husband who is overgrown with a thin brew makes it even sweeter. 🤭🤭

“Try if Mas does not join Om Jaka, surely you do not get to do kayak gini Darling.”

“What matters is that me and our son are fine. I was worried about Denaya.”

“His baby was born Darling, female.”

“Totally?” Via sparkling in disbelief. “Mas have you seen? I'd like to see Mas.”, too

“Mas hasn't seen it yet, dear. Danar who told you, he chat Mas time is still on the way here.”

“O...” Via nods understand. “Oh yes Danar, Danar where is Mas?” Via seemed to have just remembered Danar who had accompanied him since this afternoon.

“Neither Darling. I thought he was waiting for you, but Mas didn't see anyone outside.” Mirza was confused too.

“Oh, maybe he's home. Danar same Mr. Hadi who nolongin me with Denaya Mas in addition to Yanti and Firm, we must thank them.” Via Say.

“Iya, darling. Later Mas will meet them to say thank you.” Mirza stroked his wife's cheek gently again. “Mas is so grateful that you and your child are okay, dear. I was afraid that the events of that time would repeat themselves. We've been waiting for him for 7 years.” Mirza's right hand stroked Via's stomach.

“Iya Darling, Alhamdulillah ..” Mirza kissed Via softly. They looked back at each other full of joy and gratitude. It is inconceivable how it would be if they had to lose their baby in the womb for the second time.

Without Mirza and Via noticing, a pair of eyes saw their scene from the gap of the open door of the room. Yes, Danar witnessed the intimacy of the husband and wife who was being overwhelmed with happiness.

Thank you, Mirza came. I'm glad to see you're happy, Vi.

“Danar?” Call Via who turns out to be aware of Danar's presence.

Mirza turned to the door and immediately got up. “Danar, thank you very much for helping Via. If there's no you don't know what it will be.” Mirza said with gratitude.

Danar smiled knot. “Same-sama, Za. Everyone will also act like me in such a situation.”

“Where are you from?” He asked Danar.

“Tadi to canteen search coffee.” Danar behaved normally even though his heart was very fond of Via apparently looking for his existence. “Emh, yes, now Mirza has come, Vi. I said yes.”

Via nodded. “Still yes.”

“Oya, you rest until you recover properly yes, do not need to go to work first a few days.” Say Danar before you go.

“You really are a good friend and boss.” Mirza embraced Danar's shoulder with a wide smile.

Ahh, like this it turns out to be happy and sick at the same time? Happy for a loved one, and sick for not being able to have. Never mind's! Danar, you can! You've never felt pain, have you? Don't be too baper. Danar continued to monologue inwardly comforting himself as his footsteps stole through the deserted hospital hallway.

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“Sorry, make you wait a long time.” Greet Jane to Azad who has arrived first at the restaurant where they agreed to meet.

“Sit.” Declare Azad cold. Azad's hand then waved to the waiter to order Jane's food.

“I don't want to eat yet. Drink aja.” Said Jane as the waiter approached to write her order.

“Are you in a hurry?” Azad looked suspiciously.

“No, just not hungry.”

Azad shrugged his shoulders indifferently, letting Jane order her own drink while she returned to the dish in front of her, eating it without a word. Jane just silently watched as she waited for her drink to come.

“Azad, I'm sorry.” Jane's great-grandson who felt Azad ignored her.

Azad who had just finished with his lunch pushed his plate to the side. “Apologies for what?” He pretended not to know. “Not that I asked to meet with you, why are you the one who spoke first?”

Pause as well because the waiter came to bring Jane's order.

“I know I'm guilty.” Jane said after the waiter left.

Azad sucked his drink. “Leave Brother Ram.” Said cold.

Jane was silent, she played the glass in front of her, twirling it a few times.

“You want me to forgive you right?” Azad

Jane breathed heavily. “Azad, this is difficult ..”

“I don't want to hear any reason.” Cut Azad. “I think when you resigned from my office on the grounds of not wanting to deal with my brother again is right, but the truth is you just muddy the atmosphere.” Finally came out also what stuck in Azad's heart all this time.

Jane bowed, her hands still faithfully playing the glass in front of her.

“I'm disappointed in you. It turns out that your pride can be bought by Alatas!”

JLB!

Azad's words successfully hit Jane's heart. He did not even dare to raise his face. Azad who saw Jane was just silent became increasingly upset, he immediately rose to make a creaking kusrsi sound.

“Azad, wait!” Sergey Jane.

“What else? I already know your answer. Your silence means a crushing rejection for me. There's no point in our friendship all this time.” Azad endured his disappointment with a tight chest.

“Sit down, I beg you.” Jnae.

Azad snorted in his breath, again landing his butt in Jane's front seat.

“I know you asked me to meet to talk about Ram's household and your brother's. But are you sure with me leaving Ram, their relationship will be good? The key isn't me, it's your brother. He's the one who left Ram.”

“And you took this opportunity to approach Kak Ram, right?” Cynical Azad.

“Not like that!” Denying Jane. “Trust me, I also tried to refuse, even though Ram had expressed his passion for me.”

“Oh, apparently dipper together huh?” Azad smiled obliquely. “Congratulations, your ambition to become Mrs Alatas will soon be realized!”

“Azad listen first!” Jane restrains Azad who is about to rise. “I didn't say if I accepted it, I knew myself enough. Ram and Sofi are still married, and there are children among them. I will not have the heart to separate the child from his biological parents.”

“Omong empty! If you still don't want to leave Brother Ram, all your words are just bullshit! Already, everything is clear. Sorry to take your time, Madam.”

“OK! Okay fine! I'll leave Ram!” Jane grabbed Azad's hand. “But you have to make your brother submit all the company letters he has taken. I know everything. Mr. Alatas told me everything. And you know, she had a sneaky plan to get rid of your sister.”

“Without you telling me, I already intend to return it, because I saved it myself, not my brother.” Azad firmly with straight eyes looked at Jane. “So your ability is unconditional, leave Kak Ram without any but!” Azad took his hand off Jane and left with a cold face.

Jane stared at Azad's back with a soft look. Which side is he on? She still harbors a glimmer of hope for her love, but her little heart refuses. Jane reflected, she was also a woman who would not be willing if her husband was captured by another woman. Although he almost actually did so, consciousness slapped him again. Ahh, if Ramzi never loved Sofi ….

Beep it!

One incoming message notification disperse Jane's daydreams.

Ramzis

Jane, where are you? Why haven't you come here yet? Miss you.

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