He's Not A Bad Boy
Chapter 46 - The Fruit of Patience

God will not bring about a test without leading him along with kindness. Nor will He give a test beyond the limits of His servant's ability. So what to worry about as long as faith and patience are still awake?

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Khaira slowly opened her eyes after several hours of unconsciousness. His eyes flickered a few times as the light of the lamp dazzled his gaze.

"You're conscious, honey?" Khaira immediately turned her head as she heard that very familiar voice.

"Sister?" Khaira reflex wants to rise from sleep when her gaze catches the figure of the husband who had made her shock and finally fell unconscious.

"Et et et, don't get up first, lie down so that your strength will recover." Boy held his wife's body so gently.

"What's going on, brother? Are you all right?" Khaira held the hand of Boy who was currently standing with the help of crutches.

"The car we used on the return accidentally hit the roadblock, my head hit a little bit and my knee ligament was slightly injured because it hit so hard. But regardless, I'm fine, honey," Boy replied with a smile that never escaped his face.

"Alhamdulillah, I'm calmer now." Alula rubbed her face with both hands. He now frowned when he saw Boy still smiling, his eyes twinkling with happiness there.

"Why is Big Brother smiling, seems so happy again?" ask Khaira curiously.

"I'm really happy now, honey. Looks like God sent me to this hospital because there's happy news waiting."

"Happy news?" Alula frowned more and more.

"Yes, you know what that is?" Khaira shook her head slowly in response to the husband's question.

"You're pregnant, baby," said Boy, then kissed Khaira's face so warmly.

Khaira's heart immediately thumped. She sure didn't hear wrong, but she wanted to make sure that what her husband was saying right now wasn't a joke.

"I'm pregnant?"

Boy nodded slowly. "When you passed out earlier, the doctor who examined you found signs of pregnancy on you, and the obgyn doctor immediately intervened to look at you and check in to confirm the truth, and thank God, you are indeed pregnant, dear. Congratulations, I'm so happy."

Khaira's tears are unstoppable. As with Boy, Khaira is feeling very happy at the moment. He did not expect this happy news he would get after a disaster.

"Did Mom and Dad know?" ask Khaira then after wiping the tears that have escaped wetting the cheeks to the pillow.

"Already, they're on their way here right now" Boy replied.

Shortly after, Zafran, Ainun, Oma Sofi, and Umar entered his room. Their feelings were mixed at this moment when looking at Khaira and Boy's condition, there was a sense of worry as well as happiness that they could not describe at once through their faces, which was obvious, obviously, their unrelenting thanksgiving for everything that has happened.

"Alhamdulillahi 'alaa kulli haal."

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The next day, Khaira and Boy are allowed to return home. They were so grateful that all the worries had now passed. Although Boy still had to wear crutches while walking, he was very enthusiastic in monitoring the preparation of his recipe event which will take place in a matter of days at a luxury hotel in the city of A.

"Yes, Honey. Come on!" Boy pulls Khaira's hand so gently and takes her out to their car, where it is now Khaira's turn to drive the car.

Without them noticing, from afar a woman was staring at them from afar with her hands clenched. For a few days he tried to explain everything that had happened. However, every time he saw the closeness of Khaira and Boy, his heart would again feel pain.

Intentions want to entertain themselves by getting some treatment at the hotel, he actually get the fact that the wedding of the person he loves but can not have will take place at the hotel as well. So many bad plans were suddenly present in his mind at this moment, but as much as possible he was dimmed.

Does not love really bring good? Is not love a sincere feeling? Regardless of the fact it can or does not have. Then, can it still be said love if the sense of wanting to have is greater than the sense of caring? Can it still be said love if willing to hurt for the sake of having? No, it's an obsession!

Not wanting to drown in the lingering wounds, the woman decided to return to her home in a taxi. He had tried hard to hold back his tears to come out, but in the end came out also along with a feeling of tightness in his chest that he had been damning since.

"Sorry, Sir. You got tissue?" silvi asked with a trembling voice.

"Sorry, Ma'am, it's just finished." The taxi driver picked up his empty tissue box.

Silvi finally checked his bag and found only a handkerchief belonging to Ali that he had washed and was about to return. There was no other choice, he put the handkerchief back on to wipe his tears.

The road now feels quieter when he enters a road that is minimal lighting. Moments later, the taxi he was riding in had to stop abruptly.

"What's up, sir?" ask Silvi.

"This, Ma'am. Someone had just had an accident" the taxi driver replied, pointing to a man who had fainted in front of his car.

"Yes, sir. Please pity him, "Silvi said without feeling suspicious at all.

Just when the driver came out, some motorcycle gang children immediately came and immediately hit the driver unconscious. Silvi started to panic as they started to open the back door of the taxi and dragged her out forcibly.

The cry for help from him was meaningless at this moment, no one heard it. Silvi was really scared, wanted to fight even if he was powerless.

"Beautiful, Boss!" yell at one of them.

"Yes already, drag him into the forest, we can party there," their leader replied with a laugh.

"Please don't hurt me, just take all my money and let me get out of here." Silvi pleaded with tears, even he got to his knees by cupping his hands in front of his chest.

Instead of pity, they all laughed. "That's not the concept, Beautiful. If you can get two, why choose one?" The leader of the biker gang laughed again and gave a code to his men to keep bringing Silvi into the forest.

The woman is now sitting on the ground with only dry leaves with her mouth covered with duct tape, hands and feet tied. A group of motorcycle gang children are now standing in front of him, the leader and between them now approached Silvi while smoking cigarettes and exhaling smoke right on his face.

Silvi's body trembled with fear, as soon as the memory of what he had done to Khaira spun like a broken cassette. Plans to kidnap Khaira and harm her until the woman is almost dead!.

"Is this my karma?"

"You're really pretty, honey. Are you ready? Take it easy I'll make you float, honey." The man's hand now began to touch Silvi's shoulder with passion to make the woman cry even more in fear.

In just one pull, the veil that Silvi used was instantly torn and exposed her black hair. The man's eyes were now beginning to be covered in black clouds. His desire was growing to see the beauty of the woman before him.

"Whoever is out there, please save me." Shouted Silvi inwardly with eyes closed in fear.

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