Most Beautiful Khilafat
The Most Beautiful Conversation Chapter 28.

"You why Zayn? Why let Roni hurt you like this?" lirih Zahira while treating the wound on Zayn's face.

After bringing Zayn into the house just now, Zahira quickly took off Zayn's wet clothes and put on dry clothes and helped him lie on the bed.

"Zayn, why shut up? You really why? You're willing to die at the hands of that bastard, then what about me and our son? You're not thinking of us?" Zahira raised her voice, she did not think through her husband's behavior.

"Then what should I do Zahira? What can I do? My life's been ruined since I was a kid, they dumped me, they didn't want me. What else am I living for?" replied Zayn with a voice no less high.

"Deg!"

Zahira was aghast with her heart racing, so Zayn could have thought that short after knowing who she was. Did Zahira mean nothing at all in Zayn's eyes?

Suddenly Zahira's tears fell down her cheeks. "You're right Zayn, what are you living for? Even our presence means nothing to you. What am I living for? Nobody wants me and this kid."

Zahira moved away from Zayn and ran out of the room.

"Zahira wait!" cheer Zayn. Zahira doesn't want to hear it.

"Nobody wants me, not even my own husband wants to leave me and this child. What am I living for?" Zahira kept repeating that sentence. He opened the door and ran in the rain that still faithfully flushed the earth.

"Zahira.." cried Zayn as he arrived at the doorway. With a shaky step he braced himself following Zahira who was about to arrive near the fence.

"Zahira wait!" zayn shouted, but Zahira still did not hear.

Forced by Zayn to run after him, the pain just disappeared as the fear of losing Zahira gnawed at his heart.

"Ciiit..."

"Bug!"

Almost a car nudged Zahira's waist in the rain that made the road slippery.

Luckily Zayn managed to grab her wrist and pull it until they both fell by the side of the road.

"Aaaaa.." cried Zahira as her body fell right over Zayn's body.

"Are you crazy?" snapped Zayn while holding Zahira tightly. His heart was almost dislodged watching the incident that almost hurt his wife.

"Hiks..." Zahira sobbed while clutching Zayn's chest. "Why save me? Just let me die, no one wants me in this world. The only person I have wants to leave me, so what are we living for?" isak Zahira.

"No, baby, don't talk like that. I'm sorry, I want you." - Zayn was full of regrets.

"Lies.." Zahira snapped. His breath stuck in his throat.

"You'd rather die at the hands of that bastard, then what am I living for? I have no one but you, where would I go if you weren't around?" suddenly Zahira's voice weakened, he beat Zayn's chest repeatedly.

"I'm sorry baby, I promise it won't be like that again. I'll stay alive for both of you, now come with me home." Zayn persuaded as he rose from the asphalt, then helped Zahira stand up and examine his wife's stomach.

"Dad's son is okay, right? I'm sorry, I promise I won't act stupid anymore." - Zayn in Zahira's stomach, then kissed her with love.