Love Me Please, Hubby
Ch 25 - A Sad Feel That Suddenly Comes

“Where else are we going? Honestly I'm tired.” Zico drank the mineral water in his hands. Sweat was flowing down his face.

“We haven't been to Dufan. You promised to accompany me there.”

“But you are pregnant. You can't ride there. Why go there if you can't ride the boat?”

“Anything I want to go there!”

“Yes geez. Where did your stubborn attitude come from? The feeling of first meeting you is not like this.” Zico grumbling. However, she escorts Nisha to Dufan.

“From this baby I think.” Nisha answered curiously. Hearing the baby's name is said to make Zico give up again.

Although you can not ride every vehicle there, there is one vehicle that is safe enough to be climbed by a pregnant woman. Bianglala. Nisha pointed at the ride. Feeling that the ride was safe enough, Zico allowed it.

They both ended up riding it. Zico lets Nisha enjoy the view from inside the ring. While he himself rested his tired body. While doing so, Zico looked at the woman in silence. The longer you look at it, the more the beauty of the tiny woman radiates. Her face is so cute. Decorated with large, round eyes. Small nose and small lips. Her skin is pure white. Its height is no more than 160cm. It's like a living doll. If she doesn't remember Zevana, she might fall for this woman.

“Jakarta city views so visible from here.”

“You happy?”

“Iya, I'm so happy today.”

“There's more you want to visit?”

“Actually it still exists. But later. Wait for the baby to be born first. I'll be here again.”

Then Zico and Nisha both fell silent. It seems they are well aware of the meaning of Nisha's words. When that time comes, then they will no longer have a relationship. They will become people who no longer know each other.

“Ak. Bi...can We eat?” Nisha tried to distract the grim-looking Zico after hearing the words from him.

“Iya, what do you want to eat?” ask Zico lethargicly.

“Bi...can We eat clams or octopus? I want to eat that..”.

“Yes, I'll buy you everything you want.” Zico led Nisha out of the vehicle. After that, they came out of the fantasy world. Zico drove his car within normal limits. He really thought about Nisha's words. He began to feel a little comfortable living with the woman. Thinking that in the next few months the two of them would no longer be interconnected made him a little hurt. What if that time had come? Can he release the mother from his child? Or should Nisha part with their child? Such thoughts really make Zico sad, finally Zico tried to refocus his mind on the woman next to him.

“I forgot to ask you. Did you send some money to my mom?”

“Iya.”

“Why?”

“Because it's an obligation that you do for a few months working here. Now I'm making you no longer work, so that obligation is my responsibility now.”

“But the numbers are very much. Triple than usual I sent to him.”.

“Take that thank you from me for him. Even though it's not worth what I did to you.” Zico said softly.

“Why are the two debit cards I gave you not using? What is the amount less?” ask Zico curious.

“Because I feel I have no right to use it..”.

“You have more right to use it! Use that card all you want. Use as you please. Buy anything you want..”.

“I'm more grateful because you want to give birth to this baby. Wear all the cards I give you. Oh yes, for the check why haven't you diluted. Gerry found the check on your old boarding table.”

“I don't know how to melt it.” Nisha said innocently, which made Zico gaped in disbelief.

“Have you seen a check or current account before?” Nisha shook her head.

“But you have a bank account right? Why not know how to use check?”

“Iya, I have. I made it when I was leaving for Jakarta. I also made one for my mother. Because my goal is to create a bank account to make it easier for me to transfer my income to mom..”.

“Nisha, sorry I want to ask. How old are you now?”

“23 year.”

“Last education?”

“Kan is on my cover letter.”

“Yes, it's the HRD part that holds it. May I know your last education? If you object, you have the right not to answer..”.

“I don't mind. My last education was High School and I am very proud to be able to finish it.” Nisha said steadily. Perhaps for others high school education is low education, so most graduates of education it will be difficult to find a job. But not with himself. Being able to graduate High School alone has made him very grateful in the midst of the economic conditions of his family like that. Therefore, the words of others who seem insulting are never in his opinion. He just lives his life optimistically.

Zico wanted to ask Nisha a lot of questions. But it turns out they have arrived at a famous seafood restaurant in Jakarta. They are at B*ndar Djakarta. Nisha smells of seafood which smells very good. His stomach was back. Nisha wants to go in and get her food. But in front of the door, Nisha saw a very snaking queue. The restaurant looks very full. It seems to take a very long time for them to get the desired food. Nisha was feeling very lethargic.

But then the man came from behind him, pulling his hand. Passed dozens of queues and entered the restaurant. Nisha looked at him confusedly.

“Ki...We are not queuing? People will be angry..”

“I've made a reservation. Come in.” Zico still did not let go of Nisha's hand. A few weeks earlier Nisha would have died of fright if Zico had clasped her hand. Let alone the hand in hand, the look in the eye has made him tremble. I don't think their relationship has progressed so far. Nisha was grateful, her feelings of fear and trauma towards the man gradually began to disappear a little. Although it has not disappeared one hundred percent.

Seeing her hand in hand made Nisha's heart pound. His hands began to sweat from his groggy hands. Nisha was very happy. This unfamiliar feeling really confused him. Why did he feel happy just because his hand was in the hands of the man who had raped him? Is this the baby's feeling? Is the baby happy because his father is close to them and holds his hand?

Unknowingly Nisha stroked her still flat stomach. Feeling guilty about the baby. Hopefully when the time comes for him to hand the baby over to his father, there will be no more feelings left behind.

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