Mother To Nasha
Chapter 25

...~Happy Reading~...

The clock has shown the number eleven nights. Khalifa had put Aca to sleep two hours ago, and she was waiting for her husband's return. Inside her room, Khalifa continued to stare at the picture frame displayed on the wall of the room with a look that was difficult to understand.

Shadow after shadow Milla's words seemed to continue ringing in her head, as if forbidding her to continue to relent and try to be sane.

He must admit that he is not okay, and he will not be okay if in the room there is a picture of another woman, even though the woman is not there. However, it still feels tight to the chest.

‘Mba, did you know that I was jealous? Everyone is proud of you, I admit you are so perfect. But—“ Khalifa lowered her head, “But can't they just stop comparing us for a moment? Can't Kirana let go of Gus Hilal?”

“It is not my intention to remove or get rid of you mba, but I also want to be recognized hyks hyks. Believe me, without you being here, you are always immortal in their hearts.”

Khalifa continued to mutter softly as she sobbed, until she got up and took her makeup chair to take a photo of Kirana and put her on top of the closet so as not to be seen.

After that, Khalifa entered his toilet, he washed his face so that it did not look swollen. For a moment, Khalifa was silent in front of the mirror, currently her two in-laws were not at home. For some reason, Khalifa had thoughts that he never expected.

The kid? Brother Aca, must be a woman? Kirana used to get pregnant! Go to the doctor to find a solution.

Khalifa closed her eyes tightly. She is not a barren woman or has problems with fertility. Want to see a doctor wherever she consults, if she does not get the seed shares from her husband, then until whenever she will never be able to give a sister to Aca.

Taking a deep breath, Khalifa immediately came out of the toilet and took something from inside the closet. After finding what he was looking for, he returned to the toilet and changed his clothes.

Aye! The dress was a gift from her older sister, Maira. Where he should have been wearing since a few months ago, when he did a honeymoon at the hotel.

‘If you don't want to touch me. Then I'll touch you, Gus!” khalifa muttered inwardly as she stared at the reflection of herself on the mirror in front of her.

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Meanwhile, in a different place. Hilal just finished his job. The clock has pointed to the number almost one in the morning, he deliberately overtime until very late, so that tomorrow he can take leave.

Hilal accidentally finished all his work because of his plan tomorrow he will take his son and wife on vacation. It has been a long time since he married Khalifa, he never took her on vacation. Hilal also understood how tired Khalifa was to look after her child.

Therefore, he planned to free up time for several days to make his son and wife happy.

‘Alhamdullilah .. ‘ murmured his smile so satisfied.

“Mas, I'm going straight home huh? All I prepared, later if there is still something unclear, can contact me.” Said Hilal staring at his sister who had been accompanying him overtime.

Not accompanying, because Arman is also working on some designs that will be used for tomorrow. Because the time is very mepet, therefore he chose to stay at the factory.

Luckily, his sister was so understanding when making their work room, where there was already a place to rest so he did not have to fear if he had to overtime until morning.

...~To be continue ... ...