Only I Love
Chapter 65

"What did Ama say? How could Ama possibly do such a thing?"

Rafatar felt an unspeakable turmoil and despair. He feels trapped between love for his wife, but there is a sense of reluctance in babies who have a bad diagnosis.

"Ma, whatever the baby is my son too. Ama couldn't decide that arbitrarily. If Ama decides unilaterally, then Ama also breaks off from me as a child, Ama."

"Fatar! You're getting brave enough to challenge Ama?"

"Sorry, Ma. If Ama continues like this, maybe only dar4h will be the bond between me and Ama." Fatar twisting body about to move.

"Oh so? Well, if this is your decision, it's up to you! If anything happens in your family, Ama will assume you are not Ama's son anymore!"

Rafatar felt crushed in the chest. However, he was worried not knowing what to do and what to do again.

"Ma, I will accept and try to love this baby. I will fight for him, even if everyone looks one eye. At least we are the chosen parents" he said, trembling withstanding the pain of what his mother had just said.

"Anyway, I will continue to instill in the soul, Ama is the one who gave birth to me. I'm sorry, Ma. I'm leaving."

However, Venna remained silent with her cold demeanor. He refused to hear and understand the mere appearance of his son, and was reluctant to stare at his disappearance.

"Ma? Why are you so stubborn?" her husband appeared from the room.

"You want to know what it's like to have Ala abandoned by your son? Fine, you'll feel it tonight" said her husband.

"What's? What do you mean?" venna asked confusedly.

"I'm looking at you, from tonight on you're not my wife anymore!" said Rafatar's dad pulled the keys and got out.

"Yeahaaaaaa!" shout Venna.

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Rafatar tries to find Ala after talking to her mother. However, the night that had moved to the early hours, made him choose to wait until the sun appeared.

This time, he chose to wait in his vehicle without squinting a single eye. Azan dawn also echoed, he stepped a little lunglai towards the mosque that is near his home-in-law. After carrying out the obligation, he waited on the veranda of the house.

Ummi was the first to open the door. Rafatar chased Ummi sitting in front of the woman who gave birth to his wife.

"Ummi, forgive me Ummi. Can't be a good husband to Ummi's son."

Ummi did not budge to see the figure sitting on his feet. "Didn't your mother just ask you to split up?"

"I'm sorry Ummi. I'm not going to part with Ala."

"Ummi, I love Ala. Forgive me for doubting fate that is playing us. However, I have already contemplated everything. I will accept everything with sincerity, just as Ala has patiently waited for me to escape."

Ummi's body that was tense, now looks slack. I heard a long breath. "Well, you can talk to him." Ummi shifted his body to make way for the son-in-law.

"Thank you Ummi." Rafatar got up and walked towards his wife's room. He knocked on the door of the room. "Assalamualaikum, dear."

From inside a man who was sitting on a prayer mat glanced at the door. His face was wet with tears.

"Darling, we have to talk. Please, open the door.

However, there was no reply from inside Ala's room. Rafatar is feeling increasingly anxious and frustrated. He tried again, this time with a softer tone.

"Darling, I'm sorry for all my misdeeds and filth. I want to talk and straighten things out. Please, give me a chance."

However, the door remained locked and the room remained silent. Rafatar felt desperate and sat on the front floor of Ala's room door. He pondered over the complicated situation and tried to find a way out.

'What should I do? How can I fix everything? I love Ala, and must love this baby too. How can I make everything go back to how it was before?' rafatar said in his heart.

Rafatar was in a state of shock and loss. He pondered about their future, about how he could change Ala's mind and gain support in dealing with this situation.

'I can't give up. I'll keep trying, fighting, and finding a way out. I have to convince Ala that we can deal with this together, Rafatar's inner self is back.

Rafatar got up from the floor and walked out past Ummi. Even though he was rejected at the moment, he would not stop trying. He will figure out a way to open Ala's heart, making her see the love and hope they can give their child.

I will fight for our family, for this baby, and for the love we share. I will keep trying and will not give up.

Rafatar decided to seek support and advice from those closest to them. He knew that this situation was too complicated to resolve alone, and he needed a new perspective.

Rafatar remembers that his good friend, Rudi, is someone who is always ready to listen and give good advice. Without hesitation, Rafatar contacted Rudi and told him about the situation he was facing.

"Rudi, I'm really confused. I and Ala faced a difficult situation regarding the birth of our baby who had a special condition. I tried to support Ala and this baby, but Ama was very strict in her stance. I don't know how to."

"Quiet, Bro. I understand that this is not an easy situation for you. But, keep in mind that he is the person you love long ago. You have promised to love each other and have a mutual commitment. In situations like this, honest communication and empathy are very important" Rudi said.

"Gue had already tried to communicate with Ala, but she refused to meet and talk. I'm feeling desperate," fret Rafatar.

"Maybe you need to give Ala time to reflect on everything. In the meantime, you can look for more information about the condition of the baby and seek support from a family or institution that understands this situation. Also, do not hesitate to contact a health professional who is experienced in this matter" Rudi said.

"Thank you, Bro. I think it's a sensible move. I need to focus on the good of our family. I'll try to find the information and support I need."

"Stay strong, bro. I'm sure you can get through this together. Do not hesitate to ask for help if you need it. I'm always here if you need me." Rudi gave his full support to his little friend.

After talking to Rudi, Rafatar felt a little calmer. He immediately continued to search for the required information.

"The accuracy rate of prenatal tests is 99 percent. Somehow I still hope that one percent exists," he quipped while reading the information obtained.