Only (Wife) Deposits
HIS 37th

The baby boy seemed comfortable in the warm embrace of the father. Rafka still did not expect that her flesh blood had been born into the world and was now in her arms. His eyes continued to focus on the tiny baby and looked at his son's face.

"I'm sorry Papa wasn't with you in the womb. I don't know how many difficulties your mother has to face while pregnant with you," said Rafka while tucking the red cheeks.

The little squirming baby felt the wet kiss Rafka gave him.

Rafka's eyes turned to Salsa, who was lying unconscious after being injected with sedatives an hour ago. His brown Netra took a look at Salsa's body parts and looked at her face as if to treat a longing that was secretly agonizing when a few months did not meet.

Inside the room, one of the sisters was replacing Salsa's intravenous fluids. And Rafka was still faithful and at home sitting next to the gurney holding her son.

Really, behind happiness there is a deep sadness in Rafka's heart over the death of one of her twins. And she felt even more guilty when she was not next to Salsa, when she was pregnant with her son, especially during childbirth.

"Who are you?!" The loud voice of someone made Rafka turn her head.

He stood straight at the door. The man who opposed the black pepper bag stepped wide closer at Rafka followed from behind by Ayu. The two of them had just been from a clothing store, buying clothes for Salsa children and special needs babies.

"I should ask, who are you two?" Rafka asked a question.

One eyebrow Adan was pulled up and Ayu frowned, confused.

"I'm a relative of Salsa" Adan replied, looking at Rafka's appearance.

Rafka's face changed immediately. A faint smile appeared on his lips.

"That means Salsa's been living with you all this time?" Again, Rafka asked.

Adan was increasingly confused by the figure of the man in front of him. Because the man never knew and saw the appearance of his cousin's sister's husband.

"Include me Rafka, Salsa's husband," said Rafka introduced herself when she saw the bewildered faces of Adan and Ayu.

"Ooh, so you're Rafka, the son of a bitch who made Salsa like this" Adan said in a cynical tone.

"What do you mean?" Rafka seemed to not understand the meaning of the words of the man in front of him now.

"Color you Salsa like this! Don't you know what Salsa felt when she was pregnant with your child, she had to bear a very heavy burden!"

Rafka flinched hearing that.

"Now look at him!" He pointed towards Salsa.

Rafka gulped his saliva roughly and stared at Salsa's current condition. Very thin body and cheeks that look thin.

"I'm sure you won't understand and understand how Salsa tried to keep a child in her womb. Do you know, the exact age of Salsa's womb entering the age of eight months, she had bleeding and almost miscarried. While the area inhabited by Salsa is very far from urban. And if you come here just to take the child, I won't let it go after the effort and sacrifice that Salsa made!" sarkas Adan with a fiery breath and turbulent anger.

While Rafka is silent with all the regrets and guilt that is getting bigger. He could not imagine what the man said.

"I'm not here to take this baby. But I came here to fix everything. I admit, I am very guilty. And I will make amends for all the mistakes I made by making Salsa my legal wife" Rafka replied sincerely.

Adan screeches.

"I will prove that I am truly sincere with Salsa. You may not believe me and say anything about me, but you should know if Salsa is still my wife. And he's all mine."

The restrained emotions are getting ignited. The aura in the room felt different.

"Sorry before, you two better solve the problem outside. Because it will disturb the patient," reprimanded the nurse who had witnessed the debate between the two.

Adan snorted and looked hatefully at Rafka. While Rafka sighed softly.

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"Azkiya, where are you going?" elsa asked looking at the appearance of her daughter-in-law.

"I want to get out, there's business" Azkiya replied.

"It's late, you better not go. And Mommy see your clothes are so open like never before?"

Azkiya rolled his eyes lazily.

"It's common, Bun. So don't be surprised!" reply with sarcasm.

Elsa's forehead shriveled with Azkiya's different attitude.

"Why you?" ask Elsa.

"I why?" Azkiya pointed at him."You should ask directly with Rafka. Who's busy with his mistress!"

"Huh? Isn't Rafka resting in the room?"

Azkiya just flicked his shoulders indifferently. She went out from her parents-in-law, because it was too sick to keep answering Elsa's question.

"Azkiya!" The call of Elsa was not ignored by the woman who continued to pitch.

"What's wrong?" ask Revin who just came out of the room.

Elsa looked at her husband."Azkiya go, Dad. Though it's night. I see Azkiya looks different, not just from his attitude but his appearance."

"Maybe he was having a fight with Rafka. It could be because of the woman you told me about."

Elsa mangosteen, agreed with her husband's words.

"I'll have a serious talk with Rafka. However, his decision to remarry without telling us is very wrong" said Revin.

"But, Dad, we can't completely blame Rafka. Because this was an accident unintentionally. Most importantly Rafka can be fair to his two wives, even if it is very difficult" said Elsa.