
Zain started his car engine, he headed to a market that sold various clothes. He took Khumairah there in a limp.
"We buy clothes here, yes." said Zain said, because he knew if the price of clothes on the market is much cheaper than in the boutique especially in the Mall.
Khumairah seemed confused by the number of shops selling various clothes.
"Choose" said Zain softly.
Then Khumairah chose a dress that was almost similar to the one that was cut earlier. "This is all, Mas" he said softly, after he tried it and according to its size.
Zain nodded his head, then paid for it. But he saw that if the color of Khumairah's face still looks restless, Zain felt that Khumairah still imagined the dress he saw earlier.
"We're going somewhere else, huh? I have an appointment with someone" Zain told Khumairah.
"Mas have any acquaintances in town?" ask Khumairah confused.
"Mas has a message of something" Zain said.
Khumairah merely lifted his head, and embraced all that Zain had said.
Zain's car rolled towards a place where appointments met
He glanced at his watch, Zain came to someone who had made a pact before him, He ordered a prosthetic leg on someone.
He met the man, then Zain made the payment and tried to wear the prosthetic leg.
The first use made it very difficult because it was connected to his waist as a crutch because his leg was amputated until it approached the base of his foot.
Khuamirah looked at what her husband was wearing, she began to understand that her husband refused to buy her the dress because it was expensive and because Zain had already ordered fake legs.
Khumairah arranged her heart, She had to understand if the prosthetic leg was more important, because to make it easier for her husband to walk.
Khumairah was stunned when she saw her husband was able to walk upright even with a prosthetic leg.
"Sorry, Yes baby.. Mas had promised to pay for this order, next time Mas promised to buy the dress for you" said Zain felt guilty for not being able to realize Khumairah's wishes.
Khumairah just smiled "Mai, it's okay Mas.. Seeing Mas can walk upright like this has made Mai happy" said Khumairah with his sweetest smile.
"Thank you, honey.. You are very understanding" said Zain, then they came out of the room where Zain bought the prosthetic leg.
"We go to the gynecologist" Zain told Khumairah, because he knew if the gynecologist opened the practice at 5 pm, and they had to wait and also queue.
To give something good to Khumairah, He chose 4-dimensional USG, although for him at this time a little expensive, but He must know the condition of his fetus is in good condition.
Waiting for the doctor to wait, Zain Enlisted Khumairah, and sat down while waiting for the queue.
It turned out that they had already signed up late and had already entered the tenth number.
The appearance of Zain and Khumairah is certainly very different from the patients who are waiting in line. Where zain and Khumairah seem the simplest and most visible from the village. But because Khumairah skin is white and clean, making it look charming.
Khumairah seemed to be very tired, and her face paled. He was probably exhausted during the trip from village to town.
He rested his head on Zain's shoulder, while he wanted to vomit, and Zain tried to take him to the bathroom in the clinic.
Khumairah spewed out everything he ate this afternoon, Zain tried to calm down and give eucalyptus oil on the back and also near Khumairah's nose.
After a long wait, it was finally their turn, but the administration did not mention Khumairah, but another name. Which one the man just arrived.
Suddenly Zain was offended, he approached the guard of the locker "Mbak.. I've been queuing for a long time, and it's my turn, why was my wife's queue number skipped? And my wife's current condition is not doing well" Zain protested in annoyance.
"Sorry, Sir.. But this patient is a VVIP patient and has registered online, so we have superiority" the Administration explained.
"Why not, let them go first, we will after" said a woman from behind.
At once Zain turned his face to the owner of the voice, for he felt no stranger to it.
Instantly he was astonished to see the hijab-wearing woman before him, looking at him with a sincere smile.
"Amyra" his mumbling softened in his heart. She is intrigued, but it seems Amyra does not recognize her because of her drastically changed appearance.
Moreover, Zain also uses glasses that increasingly disguise his disguise.
Zain's heartbeat rumbled to look at the woman in front of him, as Denny held Amyra's shoulder so affectionately.
Not lost Zain's surprise, heard the sound of complaints and uncomfortable groans from Khumairah. Amyra blinked her eyes, giving Zain permission to precede her queue number.
"Thank you" said Zain in a voice made raucous so as not to be recognized by the two.
Then Zain brought Khumairah into the practice room and checked the contents of Khumairah.
Zain's heart was mixed between waiting for an explanation from the doctor about Khumairah's condition and also the heartbeat of his encounter with Amyra unexpectedly before.
Doctors began to direct Amyra's stomach trunuser with the help of a gel as a trigger.
"The condition of the fetus is fine and all his organs are complete. It's just that the shape of Khumairah's mother's uterus is slightly different, and Khumairah's mother should give birth to surgery. If it is nearing the month of birth, please immediately be taken to a city close to the hospital, for the safety of the mother and prospective baby" said the doctor explained.
"Is there no way to give birth normally, Doc?" asked Zain worriedly.
The doctor shook his head, and looked at Zain "Cesarean section is the only way" the doctor explained.
Zain let out his breath heavily. He must be prepared for the possibilities.
"Well, Doc.thank you for the explanation" said Zain in a soft tone, then brought Khumairah by breaking it.
Upon exiting the practice door, Zain again crosses paths with Amyra and Denny who are now their turn to enter, which should be Zain and Khumairah's turn.
Zain lowered his head, and did not dare to look at the two. He was also afraid that if Denny would recognize him, then report him to the police and he was imprisoned, He could not imagine how Khumairah would be without him, especially Khumairah would undergo surgery.
Zain uses a false identity to disguise his escape and he will not change his appearance, until the righteous forget the things he experienced.
Amyra seemed to recognize the two eyeballs, but where and who, she tried to remember them, but because Denny brought her into the room, Amyra tried to ignore her curiosity.
When he found out that Amyra had disappeared behind the door, Zain turned his face, looking at the door that left the tip of Amyra's hijab which eventually disappeared behind the door.
"What's up, Mom?" ask Khumairah with a soft look.
"Why not, Let's find a simple inn to stay for us tonight, tomorrow we just go back to the village" said Zain, then memapah Khumairah to the parking lot.