My wife's the General's son
Apologies

On the way I don't want to see that guy's face. Intentionally my eyes diverted out so that a little bit of netra I did not meet him.

Hates. Yeah, that's how I feel right now, I really hate the guy driving in front of me. I can't wait for the day after Papa and Mommy's return.

I want this man to be immediately punished for all his deeds that have dared to harass me. He really has insulted the dignity of my family, especially my father, a general in the police force.

When I was still late in the daydream, suddenly the car I was riding stopped. He immediately went down to check on the four-wheeled vehicle. I looked at the watch at the auction, and it turned out that I was almost too late.

"Mbak Khanza, I'm sorry the car has a problem, I have to call the mechanic to come" said the man, who was standing slightly down next to the door where I was sitting.

"So, I'll just take a cab."

He was about to open the car door for me, but, I stopped him immediately.

"No need! I told you, don't act so kind and kind to me!" I open the car door, get out, sooner I don't see his face it'll be better.

As my feet were about to walk to the side of the highway, I heard someone calling out to the man. I immediately looked and noticed

"Mas... I miss, when do I come home?"

I saw a woman with a protruding belly hugging the man affectionately. Seen once in his eyes save longing. I can already guess that she is the wife of that man.

"Mas, you're also very upset with you, baby, but the picket time is not finished, you're patient." She clenched the woman's body for a few seconds, after wiping her hair affectionately.

You unscrupulous man, you say miss, but what have you done to me! You waji man!

I grieved her in my heart and immediately left the two men. I'll make sure he gets a heavy sentence.

I used a taxi to get to the hospital. On the way my eyes began to heat up, a clear liquid dripping in the corner of my eyes, I did not know what made my heart this way.

Arriving at the Hospital, I immediately took the exam guided by a Specialist according to Sp which I took. Doctor Akmal. He's so nice and friendly. Honestly, we are close. But with what had happened to me it was as if that hope had evaporated. I don't have the courage to be close to any man.

I feel like my future is ruined, no man will marry if they know that I'm not holy anymore. After I finished the exam, and Doctor Akmal gave me a pretty good grade, I don't know if it was because he had feelings or if it was because my efforts were worth it.

In the afternoon as I was about to go home, my steps suddenly stopped, Dr Akmal grabbed my hand. The man stared deeply, there seemed to be something he wanted to convey. I just didn't dare look at him.

I no longer have the courage to look into those shady eyes, feeling that this self is not worthy of being liked by a Man as good as Dr. Akmal.

"Khanza, let me take you home. There's something I want to talk about" he said, guiding my hand.

"Sorry, Doc, I can't. Having been picked up," I subtly refused, I tried to distract myself, my net met the man I hated so much. He was on standby waiting for me.

On the way home, I just kept quiet and closed my eyes. My body is tired, my soul is wobbly, feeling uninspired through the days. The ideals that I soon achieved, now feel bland.

The car I was driving back stopped, but it was close to my residence. Is this car broken? But why didn't the adjutant come down?

"Mbak Khanza's..."

The man called me. I forced myself to stare at him through the small glass before him so that our eyes met.

"Mbak Khanza, once again I'm sorry, I really never intended to be insolent towards myself, but really that night I didn't know why my body was acting after I came home from outside. I only get together with other ADCs, we only drink coffee at the official house on street xxx."

He tried to explain it to me, but how could I just believe his words. It would be too stupid if I had to believe and accept the reason he made.

"Whatever your reasons, I'll keep reporting to Papa, you'll have to pay for everything you do!" I firmly with the eyes that began to glaze over, I turned my gaze by staring out the window, I did not want this heart to be melted, so that he could just escape.

The man was silent after hearing my words. The atmosphere in the car was so tense, there was only a sigh between us.

"I'm ready for any punishment I have to accept, ma'am. But, may I beg Mbak Khanza to give me some time until my wife gives birth. Let me meet my wife and baby, for the last time, Ma'am Khanza don't have to worry, I'm a cop, I won't be able to escape any punishment I have to answer for."

When my heart seemed to be broken, My memory was fixed on the woman who had embraced him this morning, would I have the heart to let the baby be born without the presence of his father?

Deep breath, trying to use conscience. I am a woman, and also a candidate for obstetrician, of course I can understand how his wife feels if she gives birth without the presence of a husband. Unwillingness covers my heart. Ah, I hate it so much with this heart that always breaks easily!

"Road!" My orders. He stole a look back at me before running his car.

Arriving home, I immediately climbed to the second floor to my room. I threw my tired body, my heart was also broken. The man's plea came back ringing in my ear.

Don't know what I should do. I hate this heart that is so easy to never have the heart, what is my business? She can meet the baby or not. What is clear is that my heartache is avenged.

But again my conscience says otherwise, I am really in a state of anxiety. I'm dilemma. Which one to choose, to repay? Or let him be free on humanitarian grounds.

I don't know. I leave all this to God, let it all go, if my heart is unable to make peace. That's where my mother's taste evaporated.

Seriate....

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