The charm of Miss Zahra
Episode Forty One

Fatih glanced at the watch, she was already very late but Risya who had come without being invited to hold Fatih to leave immediately.

"Sorry Risya, I'm in a hurry now. We'll talk later."

"Oh so apparently. It's so stupid that Sarah's willing to hang on with a guy like you."

No one likes a stifled ego. Mostly, when the ego is pinched and feels weakened, then showing the best side is a choice. Risya's words clearly touched Fatih's ego. He took a deep breath and then allowed his wife's best friend to talk. Don't forget he sent back a message to Zahra.

"What do you want to say?" shoot Fatih directly at the core. With a limited time, Fatih maximized her hearing over what Risya said. Do not want to miss a precious moment with a woman who is pregnant with her prospective children, as much as possible so as not to miss also what Risya said.

"Sarah was diagnosed with cancer." The pause that Risya made presented a tense shrouding the room. Especially when you hear the next sentence. "I'm sure you don't know that. When you came to see him in prison you just wanted to see his suffering, right?"

"Shut your mouth!" Fatih stared hard at the women in every way. "I always tried to take the time to visit him, but he refused to see me himself. The last time I saw him, he took a vow of hatred and hatred on me."

Risya pulled a lip, smiling cynically. "You're too focused on her swearing and hatred. That's why you're angry with him. See you're infinitely more incising wounds on him. I did not come to justify his actions, but I also could not bear to see him suffer alone. I'm sure you know what you have to do. Don't be a cowardly man who leaves a piece after the sweetness is gone."

Risya got up leaving Fatih after conveying his goal coming. For a moment Fatih was stunned on the spot, but the call from Zahra's number made a resurgence.

"I'll be there soon" Fatih said by phone.

Refusing the offer to be escorted by the driver, Fatih chose to drive the car alone. Cars are splitting the city under the hot sun. Not until three select minutes the car has arrived at the hospital where Zahra will check the content.

When he arrived he saw only one patient waiting to check the contents. It was Zahra, he allowed others to check up first for Fatih's sake. An hour ago was a part of it.

"I'm sorry I'm late" Fatih said with an irregular breath as she ran from the parking lot until now their gazes met.

"Pull breath, hold, throw away. Pull it again, hold it, throw it out" Zahra said with a smile. There was no anger in his eyes. Understanding and understanding in the sense of not raising small problems has been a big decision for him.

"Is the examination done?" tanya Fatih glanced at the door beside her.

"Not yet, I got the last number queue," Zahra lied. Though he exchanged queue numbers with pregnant women before.

"Thank God. I thought I'd get through this moment again."

The patient before Zahra came out, the nurse called her. Accompanied by Fatih they stepped together and were warmly welcomed by the doctor.

Haru's cry could no longer bear Fatih when the monitor screen showed an adorable little face. A tiny face that was so similar to her when she was little.

"This is my son?" ask Fatih.

"Who else is impregnating me?" Zahra asked with a flat face. Reach the doctor who is checking directly pursed lips to hold a smile.

"Ck, you should answer yes dear this is our child because we make it not alone," replied Fatih did not want to lose.

Zahra's hand floated and landed on Fatih's shoulder. Not to mention with those female eyes glaring at him.

Finished with the examination of the womb and redeemed the drugs prescribed by the doctor, Fatih drove Zahra home. There was something stuck in his throat to convey to Zahra, but out of nowhere to begin with.

Zahra, who was sitting in the seat beside the steering wheel, noticed the change in facial expression that had happened to Fatih. But he refused to ask first. It would be better to wait for Fatih to tell her own story.

The breath that was so beautiful caused the turmoil that Fatih was going through. "actually there is something I want to talk about, Ra." Fatih finally opened the conversation after they were halfway home.

"West. I know it's not really the right time to talk about him, but like you said, there's not going to be a good time if we don't start."

Zahra was still listening, this time even daring to look at the man beside her first.

"Sarah was diagnosed with cancer." Fatih continued his sentence.

"Oh yeah? Since when?"

"I don't know. All this time he was so neatly saving all his suffering. I don't know what it wants."

Zahra nodded, "meaning you're leaving?" Fatih nodded in investigation. "Go! He needs you more than I do." His lips curled a very sincere smile was completely different from a heart that was not in line.

"You don't mind?"

Zahra was ready for Fatih to feel objection. She and the man beside her were only bound by the responsibility of a baby who had never asked to be brought into this world.

The headband also had a smile that did not disappear from Zahra's lips, indicating that she was fine. At least that's what Fatih saw.

"Morochen ...." Fatih stopped the car as it arrived in front of the courtyard of the house. "Tell me whatever the situation is. I'll come back and accompany you when labor arrives."

Before going down and going back apart, Zahra nodded first. Raised a hand before finally the car that Fatih drove back drove leaving a smile that finally faded.

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Fatih retracted the report on Sarah and took her for treatment abroad. Leaving Zahra with his wait to meet the child snah who lives counting weeks.

Fatih's people like Sam, Steiner, Meiska and a few others always come to make sure Zahra is okay and doesn't lack anything.

"I couldn't move freely because these things made my narrow house even narrower," zahra told Fatih by phone on arrival of goods and baby needs sent by the man through his people.

"Then you can move into the house I have prepared for you. I mean for my son," replied Fatih in the other side who was accompanying Sarah to therapy.

"No need, this house still fits as long as you stop sending things. This alone is too much, which there can be unused."

"I've never been good at forcing. But you can move into that house whenever you want."

"Yes, I'll let you know I'm ready. I closed it." The call was blessed.

"Let'soo!" Zahra screeched as the house lights suddenly went out. A person standing behind a window turned on a flashlight and highlighted his own face. The person seemed to want to tell his whereabouts.

Holding on to the wall, Zahra crept closer to the storage of tools such as hammers, grass clippers and some garden tools. At least some of these things can be used to protect yourself.

The lights of the house are back on, the person behind the window is no longer visible. But that does not mean Zahra can breathe a sigh of relief because in the next second the door of the house sounded on tap.

From behind the curtain, Zahra peered to find out who had come. It turned out that the person trading was Hayla. Not intending to open Zahra's door again closed the curtain, but damn her aunt turned her head and knew of her whereabouts.

"Zahra, it turns out you're home. Aunty thought you didn't exist because the house was so dark. Can aunt come in?" yell Hayla.

In the end though reluctant, Zahra kept the door open for her aunt. As soon as the door opened, someone pushed Hayla down. Not yet had Zahra run to save herself, some big men entered and pulled Zahra's body. Took him into a car that went nowhere.