Love For My Sad Boy
Chapter 45. Rafan's sister pregnant?

"Your sister is pregnant."

"H-huh? R-reva pregnant?!"

"Who? Who's Reva?"

"My sister."

"I mean your sister is here."

As if his brain clicked, Rafan realized. "Oh! My sister, Silva means?" rafan asked rhetorically, chuckling awkwardly. Himself who claimed Silva as his sister, now he himself also forgot his charade.

But Raffan instantly widened both his eyes. "Huh?! Silva pregnant?!"

The doctor breathed a breath. Actually he was holding back not to roll his eyeballs let alone hit Rafan's head with a stethoscope.

"Y-who's really, Doc?"

The doctor nodded and handed him an envelope containing a statement of lab results. It was stated there that Silva was indeed pregnant. In shock, Rafan covered his mouth with both hands.

"Well, that's it, Doc. S-I'm sorry," said Rafan still with his shocked face.

The doctor restrained him by touching Rafan's shoulder. "Whatever happens later, do not let Silva stress or sad excessive, especially until depression or even abortion. Because it can be fatal for the content. Take good care of your sister and the baby. Let the baby be born safely or follow God's destiny, but not by the evil hand of man."

Slowly Rafan nodded confidently. "Good, Doc. I definitely take good care of my sister and the baby in her womb. After all, I am a human being who has a conscience as soft as a silk cloth and as silent as the morning dew in the mountains of Jaya Wijaya."

Of course the doctor chuckled at Rafan's answer. Especially when he said that, his face looked serious. He could only shake his head.

"Yes, Doc. Excuse me." Rafan immediately left the room after seeing the doctor nod his head, allowing.

***

With a little haste and a feeling of worry, Hanum walked down the hospital hallways looking for the location of the princess's room. He got the information from the receptionist. It was enough that her only daughter felt misery after getting into trouble that the culprit alone was not yet known. He thinks forgiving Silva is not a bad thing. It's not the wrong Silva. Here he is the victim. Hanum will apologize and return to protect Silva.

After ten minutes of searching, Hanum finally managed to find Silva's inpatient room. He knocked on the door a few times. Until the door opens and shows Bening, the daughter's best friend. Who looked tense when he saw his existence in front of the door.

"O-om's Hanum?"

"Where is my son?" asked Hanum still with a flat face plus a cold tone, successfully making Bening vibrate and shortness of breath lightly.

"Euh... A-anu, Um. S-silva b-well, yes" answered Bening stamped with the body that still obstructs access.

"Then, I want to see it" Hanum said in a tone as if he did not want to be denied.

Obviously that makes Bening's guts shrivel. His initial intention of trying to protect his best friend from his father's anger faded along with his courage. Then the body was shifted so that Hanum could enter. Better to give up than her hard self, thought Bening.

"Dad?" silva said in a loud voice.

Bruk!

Silva took off the infusion needle stuck in his hand and hugged his father's knee. Crying and saying sorry repeatedly.

Everything there is broken. They never expected Silva to be that brave. But even wanting to help doesn't know what to do. So, they just kept quiet, leaving Silva with his effort.

"Sorry Silva, Dad, sorry. Silva is a boy who can't be proud of, can't be relied upon, can't be expected. Sorry, Dad, Silva is sorry. Please excuse Silva, Dad." Silva hugged Hanum's leg tightly, sobbing there. It is hard to breathe well.

Hanum just stood up. Still haven't returned anything. The middle-aged man simply threw a straight glance. If the people there had observant eyesight, perhaps they could see those two resolute neutrals slightly blushing and watering.

Everyone was no exception father and son who were in a mellow state, looking towards the door that was opened from the outside. Hanum helped Silva stand up.

Suddenly Rafan's body stiffened after seeing Hanum's figure in the room. It must be how he can hide this fact before Arkan knows and his best friend who will admit it to Silva's father. Oh, this is out of the plan! How'this? Inner Rafan panicked.

"Rafant? Why are you staying there? Let's go in and explain what the doctor said about Silva's state!" the word Hanum made Rafan flinch slightly.

"Said doctor?"

"Yes, you're out of the doctor's room, right?"

"Yes Om."

"So, what's he saying?"

"Eum... I-that, Om. Si-silva... Eum.." Rafan's stuttering makes Hanum exhale impatiently. Until the net caught an envelope with a hospital logo held by Rafan.

"Yes, don't you have to be clear. Let me see the lab results myself. Here's the letter!" he pointed at the envelope in Rafan's grasp.

"It-it's Om?" rafan asked as he lifted the envelope. However, his gaze was centered towards his companions who shook noisily. Signalling they forbid Rafan to give the envelope before Arkan came and found out first.

"Yes, come here!"

"But, Om. It's..."

"Rafes!"

Rafan's body is stiff, increasingly feels difficult to move. His heart pounded hard and his blood rippled very profusely draining the assumption to his brain that danger had been before his eyes if he was still firm on his stance. So, Rafan went forward handing the envelope to Hanum with trembling hands.

Hanum received it and immediately opened the envelope, reading the contents. While the spectators threw sharp glances at Rafan. They are disappointed by Rafan's shrinking guts with just one scuffle and a terrible plot. In fact, if Kevin is in the position of Rafan, maybe he has wetted on the spot.

As Hanum read the lab statement, they all waited for the reaction Hanum would show from the lab results. Because they don't know the outcome yet either. While Rafan who already knew, gulped his saliva many times. His body feels cold hot.

Silva, who saw the troubled look of Rafan, was just waiting in dismay. What is he really sick of?

They also saw Hanum's jaw harden, his face flushed red, and his hand squeezed a little bit of the letter. Not long because he immediately folded the letter and put it back in the envelope. Then the envelope was put in his pocket.

Taking a deep breath, Hanum spoke up which made everyone there choked.

"Silva, you're pregnant. So please get out of my house! I'll move all your stuff to Arkan's apartment. Please stay there with the man who will be in charge of you!"

Silva could not say anything more. He was very unexpected and was struck by his father's decision. Why was he kicked out of the house, Silva thought. Cheeks that have been wet, again flowed water vying out of both beads. Silva shook his head and went back to apologizing many times.

Hanum shook his head and gulped his saliva once, as if swallowing his cries roundly. But, few beliefs believe that conjecture.

"Can't, you have to follow my decision. After this, you don't have to go home, just go straight to Arkan's place. But just calm down. If you can prove to us that you can be a good parent to your baby later, I will forgive you. So, try!"

Hanum left after he finished saying his sentence. Leaving a room filled with tension.

"Silva!"

Due to his disappearance, Silva collapsed again.

...Seriate......