Night Destiny
Azka's child?

"S-actually now I'm pregnant with Azka's child."

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Everyone stared at Salwa. Same with Salsa,

"-What do you mean if you're pregnant with Azka's child?," asked Salsa in a trembling tone.

"Salwa, don't make up stories. How could you conceive Azka's child. It turns out that you haven't been able to forget your sister-in-law!," Danar said.

"Mas, did you really impregnate Salwa?" asked Salsa to her husband.

Azka stared at Seno, "Of course not," Azka replied firmly.

"lik! Never deny the truth, Ka. We slept together, and now I'm pregnant with your son!."

His body suddenly felt limp, his entire body felt like it was missing from his body. "How could you conceive Azka's son, Sal. Stop making up stories!," Anya's request was weak.

"Him, let us hear Azka's explanation first."

"Azka didn't want to admit the incident that night in S town, so she wouldn't tell him the truth!."

Salsa stared intently at her sister, "So you followed my husband to the city of S. How obsessed you are with Azka until you throw away your pride, Salwa!."

"Now explain it to us, Mas. What really happened in S. Did you really meet Salwa and spend the night together?."

Seno sighed, "It's not like that."

"Shut your mouth, you have no right to speak here!" Salwa said.

"Already! Better explain it now! According to Azka and Salwa!," Dirga broke up

"I did deliberately follow Azka to the city of S. I know he still loves me, so I'm going there. And it turns out, we still love each other, and that night we spent a long night together!."

Salsa's chest rumbled violently, his heart so sore at Salwa's explanation. "Now tell me according to your version. If your stories are the same. I'm ready to step back and get out of your life!."

Azka looked at his wife with sadness, knowing that Salsa was devastated by this news.

"I did meet Salsa there!."

"You heard, right? Azka acknowledged our meeting!," said Salwa confidently.

"lik! That's not true! I didn't ask anyone to give Azka's drink medicine. We met that night, then chatted and got carried away and we went into the room. And it happened that night to make me pregnant!" said Salwa lying.

"You think we'll believe you?" challenged Salsa

"Why should you doubt me. I'm telling the truth. Azka and I have spent the night that now makes me contain the seeds!."

"Salwa enough! You're making Papa more embarrassed. You proved that Papa failed to educate you! How could you think of trapping your sister-in-law. You know, he's your brother's husband!."

"I'm not his sister! I don't have the same blood as him! He's not my brother. And long ago, Azka and I were supposed to be married if she didn't screw things up!."

Anya looked at her youngest daughter wryly, "Didn't we already say that we never considered you a foster child. You're our daughter, our son and also Salsa's sister. Why would you do something like this, son?."

"That's because I love Azka! I loved her a long time ago, even before Salsa came and screwed things up!."

Salsa looked at her sister wistfully, she was angry and disappointed. But Salsa can't blame the feelings. Yes, his sister's feelings of love for the husband who had indeed bloomed long before he was present in their relationship.

"Sal, Azka is married and now lives happily. If you love her, please love her" Gita said.

"Why doesn't anyone want to understand my feelings. Why does everyone attach importance to Salsa's feelings. I-I'm just a foster child, can't I also hope to be happy?."

"Sal, loving it can be, as long as it's right in place. I'm married to your sister, so if you love me, let me be happy with Salsa."

Salwa shook her head, "I can't. Now however, you must take responsibility for the child I bear!" pinta Salsa said.

"Be responsible if the baby is your child" said Salsa lirih.

"Why should I take gradual responsibility for a baby that is not my flesh and blood!."

"Why do you always deny it? We slept together that night and now I'm pregnant. Why do you even want to run away from responsibility!."

"Because the baby is not Azka's child. But my son!."

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