Mother To Nasha
Chapter 42

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“M—mba Hasna ... “ Khalifa's tears are increasingly powerless to hold, as well as Hasna who also immediately cried after seeing the contents of the envelope received by Khalifa.

“Khal, kamu—“ Hasna was unable to say a word, the woman immediately embraced Khalifa so tightly, trying to strengthen even though in fact she herself was also sick when she saw him.

A photo that I don't know when or where it was taken. There it was so clear how Hilal was sleeping while hugging a woman that it was very clear that it was not Khalifa let alone Kirana. A much more painful fact than the divorce papers Khalifa envisaged.

“Assalamaicum ... “ When the door opens, it looks so clear the figure of a man who has since become a crying material between Khalifa and Hasna.

Bak bud in love ulam also arrived. I don't know what made Hilal come home and now the man arrived in front of Khalifa with a little hunting breath.

‘Walaikumsalam ... “ Hasna got up from her seat to approach her sister and arrived

Akaakkkk!!!

“Mba!” Khalifa exclaimed and immediately went up and stood up when she saw her husband in the slap.

Meanwhile, Hilal who got a slap so smooth and sore from his sister, could only fall silent. The man looked towards his older brother with a confused look.

“Why hasna nampar Hilal?” ask Hilal.

A little disappointed because his second brother knew that he had fainted in the hospital. He came home because he wanted to ask something, but why did he even get a tantrum from his sister.

“Should I kill you Hilal?” Hasna's voice increasingly vibrates to hold her cry, “Mba disappointed with you. Mba really disappointed hiks hiks hiks.”

After saying that, Hasna also chose to go home because she did not want to interfere more. He tries to give Khalifa space to talk to Hilal at least to clarify the photo they just got.

Khalifa, the woman was still standing still with her head bowed and her hand held tightly to the envelope containing a photo of her husband with another woman.

“Khal, there's something I want to ask you.” Hilal holding both shoulders made Khalifa look up and look at her husband's face with pain.

“Why?” Hilal frowned, then one of his hands stretched out to wipe away the tears on his wife's face, but Khalifa quickly dodged him not wanting Hilal to touch her face.

“Khal, will you come with me to the hospital again?” hilal's question made Khalifa frown her a little. Could it be that Aca had already met him? So Hilal came home and picked her up? Thought Khalifa.

Can not be denied, there is a little relief in the heart if it turns out that Aca was already willing to meet him. But, it turns out his relief must be to swallow the bitterness pill as Hilal continues his words.

“We have to go to the obstetrician.”

The deg!

Immediately, Khalifa's footsteps retreated a few small steps. Her memory seemed to return when Mila always cornered her because she was not pregnant and forced her to go to check fertility.

And now, Hilal came to take her to the obstetrician? Did Hilal get back to eating Mila's words? Is Hilal going to sue her too to get pregnant soon? Again, a shadow of the photo he now holds back floated in his mind, making his tears even more powerless for him to endure.

Is that woman the key to Mila and Hilal's hopes when she doesn't get pregnant? Nah! Khalifa would not be willing and able if there had to be honey in her household.

Unknowingly, his hands increasingly tightly gripped the envelope he was holding, his hunting breath so violently mixed with tears that continued to flow profusely soaked his face.

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