I'm The One You Throw Out
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Time went on, Zafran rice business began to stabilize after all the jewelry owned by Mother and wife were sold. Slowly everything returned to how it was, but his attitude towards Lita was still the same. Cold and ketus.

Zafran is very rare at home, not infrequently arriving at home late at night. The reasons are always the same, in the warehouse. He has also replaced his broken phone with a new one.

"Mas, where are you? Don't we want to check the contents?"

Lita's calling Zafran who hasn't come home since last night. His stomach often throbbed pain, he was worried that the time had come.

"Mas! How, diem? You want to go home? If not, I go alone" said Lita again, but Zafran never answered.

The man came out of the bathroom in a house, surprised to see Mala holding her phone in her ear. Zafran glared sharply as his eyes clattered with the girl. Gegas seized the object and left Mala alone.

"Well, why, Lita?" zafran asked after coming out of Mala's room.

"Sorry, there's no signal here. I met the client again about it," he continued lying.

A heavy sigh from across the street, Zafran waited for Lita to say what she had told Mala.

"You're not going home, are you? Don't we want to check the contents? This is over the matter," asked Lita anxiously.

Zafran was stunned, he made an appointment with Mala and forgot his wife. A hand coiled around her waist, Mala didn't let her just walk away. His mischievous lips played around the niche of Zafran's neck, the man bristled. He realized this was a mistake, because upset with Lita and her parents, he went to look for an impingement on Mala.

"You promised me not to break your promise" Mala whispered in Zafran's ear as she gently bitten the earlobe.

The man's blood roiled, boiling to its peak. The same mistake he made, the snare of lust had shackled Zafran's soul. He was drowning in a black pit of sin.

"Mas! You're still there, aren't you?" Lita's voice jerks Zafran's daydream.

Quickly Zafran's hand removed the circle on his waist and went down the stairs. He was afraid that his behavior would smell Lita, and eventually become a problem as well.

"Yes, Lita. Sorry, but this isn't over. You went with Mom first, yeah. Later I'm finished I'm going to the hospital" replied Zafran lying further and further.

Lita sighed, but couldn't do anything. She just hung up the phone without saying goodbye to her husband.

"You said there was a problem with your wife? You also said he wasn't a dick? Why do you care about him?"

Mala's voice jolted at Zafran who was looking at the phone in hand. In addition to selling their jewelry, Zafran took advantage of its proximity to Mala. There is a veiled plan behind all his good manners.

The girl stood not far from her position, there was no smile when they saw her. Zafran sighed, walking slowly closer.

"Lita is pregnant again, soon she's born. I don't want my son to do anything. I've wanted to have children for a long time, you know, yeah?" zafran replied meekly.

"But you're not boong, right, about you want to split with him later after the birth. Inget, you know, I have helped a lot to develop your business again because you have promised me," said Mala reminded.

Zafran smiled, nodding softly at his promise that time. Indeed, demons are never far from the human side, tempting their faith to fall into the valley of nothing.

Mala embraced Zafran spoiled, the goal of returning to the city of Jakarta will slowly be achieved despite having to sacrifice a lot. He doesn't care, the important thing is that Zafran can come back to him.

*****

Lita looked at the phone with annoyance, lately Zafran's attitude changed. Just count the days their child will be born.

"It's okay, maybe Zafran is really busy. You don't think the macem-macem, yeah. Go with me, yuk!" said Mother calming.

They look familiar because they are impatient with the presence of the child in their birth. Lita nodded, grabbing the bag and stepping out with Mom.

A car that stopped in the courtyard of the house stopped their steps. Waiting for who's coming. Mom smiled when Hendra got out of the car, it had been a long time that the young doctor had not visited. With her a beautiful girl came out and stepped side by side.

Hendra's gaze focused on Lita's stomach, her lips smiling strangely and Lita saw it.

"Son Hendra? I have not played here for a long time, come and bring a wife," said the mother who smiled kindly to the future wife Hendra.

The man glanced at the girl beside him, briefly catching the red hue on that smooth cheek.

"Alhamdulillah, finally this one Mother's son married too. Yes, I must have come. Time to marriage children themselves do not come," said Mother a little surprised, but also happy.

That's how close they are, but stretching since Zafran's father died.

"Thank you, Mom."

"Go in!"

A few seconds later, a motorcycle stopped outside the gate. The driver in a brown leather jacket came down while taking something from inside his bag.

"Who, huh?" Mom frowned.

He took a few steps closer to the stranger.

"I'm from the religious court, ma'am. Is this really Mr Zafran's house?"

"Yes, right."

"There's a letter for him. This please be conveyed to the concerned," he said, handing over a brown envelope to Mother.

"Come, Mom."

"Thank you, sir."

Mother looked at the logo that was printed in front of her, the religious court logo. What is divorce papers? Has Zafran arranged his divorce with Seira? Lita's lips are on the back of a smile, happy not to be a bitch.

However, Mom's facial expression was different, looking disappointed and sad. I secretly wish Seira could go back to Zafran.

"What letter, Mom?" Hendra's approaching.

"The religious court, Zafran has arranged his divorce with Seira." Mom says lethargic.

Hendra sighed, their fate was enough until the age of five years of marriage. There is anxiety in the mind of Hendra, about the condition of Seira who is pregnant. He was hurriedly pushed aside when he felt a touch on his back.

"Ughh! Mom, my stomach!"

Lita's voice in pain shocked everyone, they turned around and saw Lita grimacing while holding her stomach.

"Mas, maybe Ms. Lita wants to be born. Take her to the hospital, "he's wife-to-be advises Hendra.

"We also went to the hospital, wanted to check. How is this going?" Mom's a little freaked out.

"Yes, come with my car. Let me drive you to the hospital," said Hendra, who immediately opened the car door.

Mom and Nisa help Lita walk, get into Hendra's car while grimacing occasionally.

"Where is Zafran?" asked Hendra while turning the wheel to leave the house.

"She had another meeting with her business partner, so she couldn't go home" she replied.

The old woman rubbed Lita's stomach attentively. Calms the son-in-law from pain and panic.

"Call him, Mom. Not that he wants to have children, he must be the queen of Lita," said Hendra. Secretly glancing at Lita from the middle spy, devised a plan and only she knew.

Lita silently smiled, what Hendra said was true. Hopefully after seeing the boy, Zafran will change again.

The mother immediately contacted Zafran who was immediately picked up by the child.

"Zafran, Lita wants to be born!"

"What?!"