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Our Child

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I held back the steps that wanted to follow me into my wife's room. Ajik frowned in surprise but I gave him a signal to be quiet. Fortunately he complied even though he was still astonished to see me stick an ear on the door of my wife's own room.

"Tell me, who's Birru's father??!!"

I could hear a clear question from Om Ody, my senior who doubles as my wife's om too. The atmosphere inside seemed to be quiet. There was no reply from my wife, indicating she was in a threatened position. I know my wife's habits.

I heard Ody repeat his question.

"Tone, replied my dear. Was Birru a son,,,"

"yes om. Birru is our son. My son and Na. We're already married. Om know that. He was also present at our wedding. So Birru is our son." I went in and interrupted before another word that might hurt Na's feelings came out of Ody's lips.

I don't know who Birru's father is, but I don't want to know either. For me, Birru's father was me.

Om Ody was silent. He seemed dissatisfied with my answer. I could see his fingers clasping tightly as if holding in anger. Between wanting to argue but disinclined at his young boss.

If this seems to be the position and position can be useful also hehehe,,,

I walked over to the pale tone. I gave her a soft touch on the top of my wife's head. I can't seem to see it like this. This desire to protect himself was huge.

"Sister has taken care of the administration. Birru's birth certificate will soon be printed. Our son." I said while still gently rubbing his head.

The word "Our child" is also strongly emphasized by a deeper intonation. I want anyone who still wants to ask who Birru's father is to stop questioning him.

"Ii, yes, brother." Na is still nervous. His face is still paled.

Actually, I'm not unaware of the change in attitude since the presence of Ody. Ever since they met, Na was so shocked that she fainted, Na got nervous, and, uh, Na even got interrogated by Ody about who the baby's father was,,,, and, uh, she was,,,

Om Ody also looks to hold something,, the look in his eyes to Na feels different. Not just a look at his nephew. All of that led me to one conclusion and conjecture.

Could om Ody be Birru's biological father?? But isn't Ody just Nada?? How could they possibly be in love? Or maybe, it was Om Ody who raped Na and got her pregnant??

No!!

I can't just guess this way. I fear wrong and even cause slander. I better find out for myself. This is certainly very necessary also for me to discuss with Na someday. I also want to know, if my guess is true, then what Na's next plan is.

Will he choose to leave me and knit his future and Birru with his real father? Or will he hang on with me? I think, the second option is very thin given the attitude of Na who still keeps her distance from me.

But for a while, before there was any firmness and any statement from Na, for me Birru was our son. And it's legally recognized.

"When can I go home, sister?" She broke the silence between the three of us.

"Just rest here until Na is completely healed. Ignore something else first. What matters is your health. If Na is healthy, Birru will also have a good impact. Na can immediately provide exclusive ASI for Birru." said I reminded Na that currently, Birru is our priority.

"Oh yes om, Om can go home first if you want. Who knows if you want to bring your mom here. Mama om may be happy to see Na has given birth." I who do not know the ins and outs of the Na family only say so for the sake of gently driving her away.

"Tone, Om go home first then. I will be back here again with my mom. Mama must be happy to see Birru." said om Ody with a raucous voice and only greeted with a nod of Na's head.

"I say goodbye." om Ody suddenly formal to me.

"This is not an office clock. Just plain attitude." I said reminding our agreement with a smile.

"Om going home first." a bitter smile adorned the face that I didn't think was good at lying.

Now change the look of Na's eyes that I can't understand. A wistful gaze accompanied Om Ody's footsteps out of this room. Stares of loss,, Lega, Sad, I don't know. I'm not a telepathic or human body-motion reader.

"Na," my gentle call shocked him like a daydreaming, resuscitated man.

"Mm, I'm sorry, brother."

"It's okay? It's getting pale."

"Sister, can Na talk to you, sister?"

"Can't!! Na it's time to rest. Na's eyes were sunken,, Na was pale, Na was exhausted. So don't say anything else." I said firmly.

Stringing blankets. I helped position her bed to fall mode. The former operation on her stomach still does not allow Na to move freely.

"Sister, Birru is the son,,,"

"Our son." cut me up quickly.

"Sister, did you not want to know the truth?" ask her while shedding tears.

"Better not than when you question it, you will only see tears like this." I removed the tears that were already pouring down her cheeks.

"But brother,,,"

"Birru our son. And that's a fact. Dewa Bagus Putu Maharadja Al Birru is our eldest son. No matter who's blood flows in her body, which is clear as long as her mother doesn't bring anything up about her, then Birru is forever our son."

Na was silent and sobbing. This was enough to convince my guess that my senior was Birru's biological father. I'm wounded. Really hurt to know even though Na has not clearly admitted it. I always cut him off because I wasn't ready to accept his decision.

Honestly, I don't want to lose Na and Birru. Just now that we were married, there was no way I could take it off. It doesn't matter what people say but I don't like to share what's already mine.

Am I egosi?? Is it my fault that I prevent a child from gathering with his biological father??

I held Na's weak hand. I rubbed the back of his hand.

"Sleep, baby. Think Birru. She needs your asian. If Na keeps thinking about something else, she is afraid that it will interfere with Asi's production. Don't sacrifice Birru. Don't sacrifice our children."

For now, that's all I asked, Na,,,,

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