Married My Stepmother's Ex-Lover
Just trying to save

"Sir...wait sir!", someone called Azka who just came out of the cctv monitoring room.

Azka turned around, stopped her steps. The man who called him looked breathless as he tried to chase Azka earlier.

"What's? I'm busy, I want to pull....!"

"Don't sir. I beg you!", said the young man pleading.

Azka stared intently at the young man who was in his twenties.

"Sorry sir. Im sorry. I beg you!", he said, pleading.

"I'm sorry you said? I almost got slandered! It's not just about my career and my efforts. But what you've done has affected my family. You gotit? Ah ... no! It seems that I also needlessly said at length with you. I will sue Alexander! I will close this hotel!", said Azka fieryly.

"Don't sir, please don't involve Mr. Alexander! Yes, I was wrong to turn off the cctv monitor in the hallway of your room. But I was only asked by someone.I also did it because I was forced to sir."

"To tell someone? Wh who? And what did you say? Forced???"

The man nodded.

"Who told you to?"

The man nodded."I don't know his name. The guy didn't introduce his name, he also wore a mask. But from what I can see, it looks like he is still young. Not much different than my age."

"You got a payment from him?", asked Azka folding both her hands on her chest.

The man nodded.

"How much are you paid for him?"

"Five hundred thousand sir!"

"Just because of the five hundred thousand money you want to cooperate with doing this stupid thing? You don't think ahead, do you? What happens if your mistake is bad for someone else?"

"Sorry sir. I know I was wrong. But I had to sir. Make you maybe five hundred thousand money is not much, but for me it is very valuable sir."

Azka put her hand in her pants pocket.

"Then, how do you fix your mistakes? You just don't know who gave you the order?!"

"Sorry sir, but please forgive me!", the man bowed.

The man's phone was shaking. His face looks surprised.

"So sir, I picked up the phone from my wife first sir!"

Azka did not agree nor forbid.

[Hallo deck!]

[.....]

[Dear on, I'll look for more. For now there is no]

[......]

[On the midwife only yes deck]

[....]

[Okay, okay. I'm going home now. Then look for a loan first. You are patient, baby!]

The man looked even more pale. His face looked confused.

"Sorry sir, I did not recognize the person but I can explain to people that I deliberately turned off the cctv. To keep your good name awake. I would be fine if after this Mr. Alexander fired me. But I have to go home soon sir. My wife is giving birth."

Azka.

"Are you sure you'll be honest in front of the people who tried to bring me down?"

"Yes sir. What matters is that I have to go home soon."

"You want to give that money for the cost of giving birth to your wife? Don't you think it's illegal money? You bear?"

"Sorry sir. I'm forced! The financial condition of our family has been poor lately. I am married young sir, I do not have an established job. Our parents no longer care about us. Because we married because of...."

"No need to continue!"

"Sorry sir, come sir. I give testimony. Let me go home soon!", said the man.

"Who's your name?"

"Alman sir!"

"Give me your ID and mobile number!"

Alman gave it away hesitantly. Azka saw Alman ID card, he was only twenty-two years old.

"How old is your wife?"

Azka scratched her temple. Of course Azka so remembered with his little wife. For how the struggle of the wife gave birth to their fruit.

"You know your wife wants to give birth, why is she still here? why don't you accompany her?", asked Azka annoyed.

"I've been to the midwife all night, still opening one. It was the same morning. There has been no development. The midwife suggested that my wife be home first. Because in the midwife's place there are many patients who will also give birth."

"Now you're home, I'm coming! I'll have the same permission as your manager and Alex!"

"But.pak!"

"This is your ID I confiscated! As a guarantee that you're not mendrama."

Alman also nodded. While walking towards the parking lot, Azka contacted the hotel owner who was none other than her college friends first.

The two men of different generations were already in front of a small contract. Azka looked around her.

"Please sir!", said Alman. Azka followed him. Alman knocked on the door.

Tok.dok..

"Dek, mas go home!", said Alman. It's getting dark.

Alman opened the door.

"Mas..!", a voice sounded very soft.

"Oh Allah!", Alman rushed towards his wife who looked in great pain.

"Sick mas..!", said the woman shriveled.

"Sorry, let's go to the midwife's deck!"

"But how about you, we don't have any money yet."

"That's thinking about the deck. The important thing is that you and our child are safe!", Alman said.

Azka's out of that contract.

"Take your wife, let me call you a cab up front."

"But sir, how..."

"Do not think about the cost or cost of giving birth to your wife! Quickly take him!"

Alman also took his wife.

"Just ahead deck, lock the door first!"

His wife nodded faintly. The pain was as if it could no longer be endured.

Alman took his wife to the front road by public transport. Just as Alman exited the alley, Azka stopped the taxi.

"Quick man!", decreed Azka. Alman also took his wife.

Azka got into the taxi.

"Sick mas..!" said Alman's wife.

"Patience is dear!" said Alman, rubbing his wife's sweaty head.

"Where is this taken, sir? hospital or midwife?"

"Hospital!", Java Azka.

"The midwife!", replied Alman. The taxi driver was confused.

"Which is it?" asked the driver.

"Which is closest?", asked azka.

"Mother's hospital sir!", said the driver.

"Just go to the hospital!", pinta Azka.

"But sir..!", Alman interrupted Azka's speech.

"I will bear the cost of giving birth to your wife! what matters is your wife and son are safe!"

Alman suddenly melted his tears.

"Oh my God, thank you! thanks so much! I have already...."

"No need to continue! I just want to save your wife and child. I understand how it feels to have a wife who is about to give birth. My wife is the same age as your wife. A year younger!"

Alman wiped his tears.

"Again thanks sir!", said Alman.he was so grateful to meet Azka, even though he had conspired to drop her with a person he did not know at all.