Kean Hanum
Episode Twenty One

"You've read that letter, haven't you Kaif?" tanya Amira is finally irritated by Kaif's desire to not understand her situation.

"Already but it won't hinder my desire to have children. That's if you agree, unless you don't want it." Kaif shifted from her wife to the dresser to tidy up her hair. "Do you think it's hard?" He turned to look at his wife who was already sitting on the edge of the bed.

"No, but it's not easy. There are many risks when carrying out a pregnancy through a uterus graft, Kaif. What if the uterus doesn't fit? I must also always be in the doctor's eye then you, how will you resolve my desires when I cannot serve?"

Kaif looked back at the mirror, spraying perfume on her body.

"It's an easy affair. There's actually the easiest way and there's not much risk" Kaif said, drawing Amira closer and asking.

"Adopting child? Let's do it if it makes our relationship better. Honestly I was tired but to give up I wasn't ready either" said Amira staring at Kaif's back.

"Surrogation, we can appoint a woman to conceive our child. But I obviously want a child of our own." Amira squinted her eyes, starting to feel bad to see the gurgle of her husband. "Hanum, we can ask her to be a surrogate mother. She was pregnant and her son was born healthy. I think that's the most logical idea."

Amira shook her head if she had to sacrifice Hanum again. In addition to feeling guilty and of course Hanum will refuse, Hanum's presence also has the potential to be a bridge that separates him from Kaif. It's not impossible that Kaif will turn away. Gratitude-gratitude Hanum clung to his faith, how if in the end he was tempted and wanted to return to Kaif. It's worse to be a second wife. There is always a loophole for the demon Dasim to break a marriage bond. Although it is religiously forbidden to marry two sisters unless one of them has died.

Other than through surrogacy, there are still other ways to be able to have offspring. In an age of technology that is as sophisticated as possible, humans do not stop making innovations, one of which is synthetic uterus. Artificial uterus to maintain and monitor fetal development. No matter how advanced the technology is, there is always a risk of failure and success. Moreover, this synthetic uterus must always be monitored and injected drugs to maintain elasticity in order to adjust the size with the body of the fetus. Whether it will work or not if it is done on humans. Because so far the new synthetic uterus is tested on farm animals and successfully.

Amira became horrified if she had to take advantage of the wild idea. But if he had arrived at the end of despair it seemed like the idea could be the solution he would take.

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After returning the borrowed vehicle last night, Kean stopped by the farmhouse and returned two packs of food for lunch. After paying, he stood by the roadside waiting for the bus that would take him back to the hospital.

After waiting for five minutes the bus he was waiting for finally arrived. He immediately went up and chose a seat at the back and close to the window. He leaned his head against the glass wall, staring at other vehicles as well as the beauty of towering skyscrapers.

Arriving at a stop near Kean hospital immediately disembarked after making payment via e-money. Step towards the main door of the hospital.

The charm that he had did not fade away even though he had been impoverished by his father. His tall body was clad in a black shirt and a levis jacket, his knotted hair was still an attraction. As he walked past some women there were still whispers admiring him.

"Hi champ," said Kean when he arrived in the room and saw Ibam had opened his eyes despite still lying limp. After giving Hanum a bag of crackles containing him a pack of rice paddies, he pulled up a chair to sit near Ibam.

"Om Know where?" ibam's voice still sounded weak, but since waking up and not seeing Kean he always asked his mother.

"Kok Om again, dong's father called him. Mom forgot to." Kean pretended to sulk at Ibam. Puffing the cheek exactly Ibam if you want to be persuaded.

"Forgot." Ibam grinned to make her look adorable and Kean couldn't bear to not touch her cheeks.

"Secret same time I forgot," said Kean then turned to Hanum who looked neat.

"Titip Ibam for a minute?" tanya Hanum draped her sling bag on her shoulder.

"Bby dong. Where are you going?" Kean looked at Hanum.

"There's something important for a second. Can I trouble you one more time?" Hanum was worried that Kean would refuse because he had just arrived and would still be tired. The journey from their home to the hospital is quite far and it is taken by public transportation.

"Bothered my whole life too. I will not refuse." Tombal Kean is out again. Hanum didn't know if it was sincere or just a joke.

"Start again," replied Hanum turning a puffed-up eyeball avenged by Kean.

"Want me to drop off?" Kean asked again when Hanum had already stepped up.

Kean took the lead, "ah I forgot because my mind was always filled by Hanum ... Hanum and Hanum."

"That's all," kekeh Hanum shook his head with a smile and then shook his hands on the sign. Actually the important thing Hanum meant was to meet Ali. Earlier when Kean no Ali had sent a message inviting to meet. There was no reason to refuse when Ali pleaded. Fortunately there is Kean who wants to be bothered again with Ibam entrusted.

A car that Hanum still memorized its owner stopped right in front of Hanum who was standing at the stop a few minutes ago.

"Let's go in" Ali said after lowering the windshield.

Hanum immediately circled the car and entered through the next door. Sit in the passenger seat and put on a seat belt.

"Where are we talking?" ali asked after seeing Hanum sitting comfortably and the car drove back.

"As for papa who you think is comfortable." Hanum taboo his father's taste is very high even though they were not too close. Ali always chose an exclusive place that is important to be comfortable and his privacy is safe.

The car turns into one of the restaurants Ali frequents when visiting the city for business trips. At first Ali intended to visit Hanum tomorrow after business with the hospital officials was completed. But the longing that has not been fully treated by the meeting a few days ago made him want to see his daughter today.

"You should try all the food here. Papa guarantees that he will not be satisfied" Ali said after they got out of the car and stepped in.

Some servants who already know Ali because they often visit there immediately approached and greeted them. Then lead Ali to the VIP room as usual.

"Please wait ten minutes, sir, the dish will be ready soon," said the sucker was kindly replied a nod by Ali.

"The distance where you live to that place is quite far but papa even saw you there. You sick?" Ali looked at the talkative Hanum with him. That's what Ali wants to fix.

"The sick son of Hanum. At two in the morning we took her to the hospital." Hanum returned his father's gaze.

"We?" ali's attention was precisely on the word 'we' he became curious who we meant by his daughter. Had she found someone who was the resting place of her daughter.

"Contract neighbors, Pa. Thank God he is good."

"Male? Is he a future papa's son-in-law?" Ali smakin showed curiosity.

"Neighbor, Papaaaaaa."

They discussed other things and forgot the word 'we.' Ali asked about Ibam's health and promised to see him soon but not today because he still has a job agenda.

"Hanum, all this time papa is not a good papa for you. Papa always imposes papa's will, never listens to your will." Ali sighed for a moment before continuing his sentence, "feeling what you think is the right thing for your children when you want something else. As parents, you should be the most comfortable place for you, but you failed. I hope there's still an apology from you for papa. Forgive this selfish old man, son."

Ali spread her arms asking Hanum to hold her and Hanum did.

"Papa's wrong, Hanum's wrong. Not seeing the good side of papa. There are no parents who remind their children of bad things. I'm sorry Hanum never made papa proud. Forgive Hanum who always weighs on papa's mind. No papa should apologize." Hanum returned tightly to Ali's embrace.

"It doesn't matter who is right and who is wrong. Now papa just wants us to fix our relationship. Papa misses Papa's Hanum very much. Little Hanum is chatty and always cheerful. Papa wants to see that smile again from you, son." Ali stretched her arms, cupped her wet cheeks and rubbed them. Then give a kiss of affection. "Please don't hate papa ya."

"Never, Pa. I won't," replied Hanum.

It feels good to forgive each other. Sometimes people always feel the most right and want the wrong one to apologize first. The prestige lowered the ego to apologize first and always thought that the one who apologized first was the one who lost. The count of man is not the same as the count of the Creator. It could be that he who humbles himself to apologize is the noblest in the eyes of God. Wallahu nature.