Love for Adita
Love For Adita 43

" What do you mean Alexa?" Tristan's voice is rising.

I tried eavesdropping on Tristan's conversation with Alexa on the side page.

" It's impossible to get pregnant, Alexa. Even that night I don't remember the slightest incident." Tristan tried to defend himself.

" You can't get pregnant, Alexa. If it's pregnant, it's definitely not my son." Tristan said.

Oh Allah... What other trials are these,?

Is Alexa pregnant with Tristan's child?

My body was shaking, the world was dark. The earth I was shaking.

" She..." Call me weak.

Tristan was surprised to see I was already behind him.

My body went limp, until I fell on the floor.

***

I realized, my sense of smell felt the smell of wind oil piercing the nose.

I'm already on the bed. There was a worried looking Tristan face next to me.

" Adita.sorry... I'm sorry.." Tristan begged for mercy on me.

I threw away my sight. There was a sense of disgust that spread through me.

" Please don't tell me anything about mom and dad, Dit. I'll finish everything."

" Please divorce me, Tan." At the end of the day, that sentence came out of my mouth.

" No Dit, we'll never get divorced." Tristan again.

" why? What reason? You're not loyal, Tan. You just planted a seed in someone else's womb."

It hurt a lot of times, just like when I was with Dani.

" Dita, you have to believe that she's not pregnant with me. Trust me, Dit. I'm not that good at committing adultery." Tristan defended himself.

" I gave you a month to prove to me that what Alexa conceived wasn't your seed."

" I promise you I'll prove it, Dit." Tristan grabbed my hand, but the feeling was bland.

***

" Dit, are you sick? Why do you look so skinny." Mama watched me carefully.

" No, no ma." I tried to cover everything from mama according to Tristan's request.

" Where's Farah's father?" Mama dyedukan looking for the figure of a child only wayangnya.

" It's in ma'am's room." Answer's short.

" Tumben didn't come out. You guys making a noise?"

I shook weakly. I didn't know to be honest or to remain silent a thousand languages.

Mama was still playing with Farah, even though I knew she still smelled carrion on our side.

Tristan walked out of the room, his face looking nervous.

" Mommy.have it been a long time?" Tristan base stale to mom.

Mama gave a quick glance, "Tan, did you not pay attention to Adita. Look at my body." Sela mom.

Tristan looked at me a long time ago, there was a guilty face there.

" You don't ignore it, if suddenly Adita is very sick, pity loh farah." Mama mumbles while occasionally her hands poke Farah.

" You sick, who?" Ask Tristan.

I just shook my head. Even to talk to him I was lazy.

Tristan checked my forehead, "what the hell?" I shook Tristan's hand. Honestly, ever since Alexa was pregnant, I didn't want to come into contact with Tristan. I feel disgusted by the man who originally dyed.

Mama looked at me weirdly, "you guys must be making a noise. Mama sure, to the extent that Adita eats liver. Honestly Adita!" Jerky mom.

" lady.. Adita is confused as to whether Adita should be honest or keep all of this in silence. Alexa's pregnant, ma."

" huh? Getting pregnant? Who did? Tristan?"

" Yes, ma."

" Basic brash kid... What's less your wife, Tan? Huuuu..." Mama hysterical.

" You're a mother of students to be the best child but ..kok even like this, Tan... You are the same mom and dad... Tans..." Mama roars.

" lady... Forgive me. It wasn't Tristan who did it." Tristan prostrating at mom's feet.

Farah who was engrossed in playing is now even silent to see Omanya crying hysterically.

I feel guilty for my mom.

" lady.. Adita is not papa... Mama don't cry.." I tried to give understanding to mama.

Either because of crying for too long, suddenly mom convulsed and fainted. I panicked, and so did Tristan.

" Tan. Take Mama to the hospital now." My orders.

" If anything happens to my mother.."

" I'll be Tan's responsibility. " My sela .

We took my mom to the hospital. Papa we told you, papa slid out of the house. Mama mrmang deliberately wanted to stay at our house, and papa went straight home after dropping off mom.

" lady... Mama must be strong.mama must be healed..." My prayer in my heart.

This trip felt long for me. I can't wait to see my mom taken care of by the doctor.

***

Mama is weak. Still resting.

" What's really going on? Why is my mom sick? This morning it was healthy."

Tristan told me about what happened.

" Kum..." Papa breathed a heavy sigh.

" But I don't feel like doing that pa.."

" That's . papa has experienced what you experienced first. When jamu was a kid. And now, you feel it too. I hope your household is as strong as ours. Papa was accused of impregnating papa's secretary. But basically papa doesn't feel. Papa also managed to prove that papa is innocent. Dita.papa hope you are stronger and patient to face the trials of marriage. Papa believes that Tristan didn't impregnate Alexa." Papa told me the story of his past.

" Tan's.. Dit, your mom used to ask for a divorce, even almost a hundred times a day saying divorce. But papantetap persistent on the establishment papa. Papa's sure that the sword touched the woman. So.papa asked, be patient a little face the household tests." Papa's message to us.

I'm staring at all papa's stories. If you have experienced it too, it means that you are a strong woman. I should be able to be like my mother, to be a great and strong woman for the sake of our household.

Papa went inside my mom's nursery.

Tristan and I waited outside with Farah.

" Dit, will you be patient for me?" Tristan took my hand. Grip tightly.

" Can I? What if it's your son?"

" Creduce me. I'll never eat raw meat that's not mine,"

" Want to fight for me?" Tristan asked expectantly to me.

I nodded steadily. Yeah, what's wrong with me fighting for my husband.

***

Mom's condition is starting to improve.

Plan this morning we will go to Lampung to go back to the hotel where they are staying. I'm sure there's a cctv that can uncover the real facts.

With a heavy heart, I leave Farah to mom and dad.

" Dear.sorry yes, because I have to put you in the same oma. I'm not leaving for fun, son. I'm going for your good, son. The good of us all." My whisper in Farah's ear.

This is the first time I left Farah, "O Allah.Hopefully Farah can be brought together. Not fussy when foster by mama and papa." My prayer in my heart.

After saying goodbye, Tristan and I went straight to the airport.

All the way, he always held my hand. Kissing her sometimes.

" Why?" My toot.

" I'm afraid I can't hold this hand anymore.I'm afraid I can't be your back. I'm sorry, Adita, if I'm older and choose to stay home.. "

Tristan's face looked pias.

" Tan. I can't promise you anything. If Alexa's really pregnant with your son, I'm backing out as your companion..."