The One More Chance
Detachable

Zahra stared intently without the expression of the two people walking side by side in front of her. I don't know how many times Zahra saw the two of them. This time it wasn't their gesture that showed the affection he cared about, but the place they came to made him asphyxiate.

Obstetrician

They both just came out of the obstetrician's room who used to go to Zahra, making Zahra start to think negatively because of it, even the woman would think like it.

The last few days she saw the two of them in her stomach moll not look as distended as today, probably because she was wearing a hoodie belonging to her oversized husband, Abra. Yes, they are Abra Zahra's husband and his first love Zahra's own cousin, Vira.

"Bu Zahra Widia's doctor is waiting," a nurse again called her name.

Zahra smiled in admiration again continued her steps that had stopped entering the obstetrician's room, "good morning doctor" he said with a smile on his lips trying to cover his heart.

Must be patient ...

Patience ...

Patience Zahra ...

Zahra proposes himself with the word Patience over and over again. Trying to maintain a smile as much as possible he should look strong, right?.

"Hai Zahra good morning" replied Widia's doctor kindly, "It's been a long time ya don't meet, whereas early-married you always come here" Doctor Widia looks so friendly as usual, he was a friend of Zahra's brother when he was Junior High, so they were pretty close. "Check the diem-diem from the husband again?" Guess with his special smile.

Zahra smiled a little "yes" replied Zahra softly as she lowered her head in embarrassment, unintentionally the tail of her eyes seeing an unfamiliar object lying on the table Doctor Widia, who was a doctor, make him ventured to ask even though his chest began to tight, "can you ask me something, don't doc?" Her voice is soft.

"What?."

"So who came out before I got in was ready?," asked Zahra increasingly hoarse-sounding nameun he covered with a smile that he maintained.

"Why are you acquainted?" Ask the doctor as he opens the book next to her.

Zahra's head scratched weakly "it looks like my cousin's sister," he didn't lie because Vira was indeed his cousin.

"Wait a minute I try to check" said Dr. Widia got a nod from Zahra. "Eum...." Dr. Widia turned to open the map in front of him. "They check the health of their baby, his name is Savira's mother and Abraham's father, right your cousin?."

Zahra poked her lips in restraint, she must not cry, she must be patient and strong. "Yes" he replied so softly.

"Oh really your cousin?, the couple every two weeks check here, her husband is very concerned with his wife. Actually her husband requires a check every week, but Miss Savira does not want her husband's work left anyway she was ...."

Zahra's face turned cloudy, her gaze blank, she didn't even listen to what Widia's doctor said next. Slowly he lifted his face back up venturing to ask, "how many times have they checked into brother?" Then glanced at the phone on the table in front of him, it was Hp Abra.

"Em .. about four to five times."

"How many months is the content?," asked Zahra again squeezing her hands together silently.

"It's been twenty-seventh week, six months."

Zahra's hands clenched instantly, she stood up and walked out of Widia's doctor's room without saying goodbye with her cellphone on the table earlier.

During this time Abra never let go of his cellphone from his hand, let alone to forget and leave his cellphone just like that. Is it possible because he was so happy that he had forgotten the thing that had been so important to him all this time?.

Zahra's steps were so wide, her face was already flushed red holding back all the feelings raging on the chest. Everything that happened to them the last three months was answered already.

Sometimes Zahra smiled cynically remembering everything, when Abra always came home tonight lately, several times forgot to bring his lunch and when Zahra delivered it to Abra's office there was never an office. Even a few weeks ago he saw Abi's car entering KUA near Opa and Oma Abra's house.

Although he saw them in KUA, Zahra did not want to think negatively and asked Abra, but without asking all was answered.

Drizzling he ignored, he could no longer be patient. Zahra continued her rare run through the drizzle towards Abra's white car which was still parked in the hospital parking lot.

Just a few steps away, Abra suddenly got out of his car, just as he turned around Zahra's body was standing in front of him while giving Abra a big smile.

"Za...." Abra Mumbled.

Abra's right hand took his HP, while his left hand was about to form Zahra's arm but Zahra stepped back away from him.

"Germis, get in first" Abra stepped closer to Zahra again to touch his arm to invite Zahra into the car.

Zara jerked her hand from the touch of Abra, the look on her face changed, they stared at each other deeply. "Have you been blessed?, since when?, why not tell me?."

Abra shook his head about to say something but Zara cut him off. "Am I insensitive?, or inattentive?, oh... It doesn't seem like I'm so self-confident that I forget Where is my position from the first time we started this bulshit."

"Fine."

"Zahra."

They simultaneously called out Zahra's name, Vira and Abra called out her name together making Zahra chuckle a little.

Zahra's wide smile became a grinning smile, staring at Abra so that their eyes intertwined.

"Please enter Ara, the grimisnya getting bigger. I will explain anything" persuaded Abra, "get in first ok!."

"I don't need," he said in a hoarse voice. "Everything that has happened over the past three months has been answered. Even the question in my brain three weeks ago why you went to KUA was answered." Zahra's lips re-carved her wide sash.

Zahra's intention was to turn to say something to Vira, but her throat was blocked when she saw something coiled in the sweet Vera's day holding the roof of the car. Zahra smiled wider and wider and even chuckled a little, although it was undeniable that her heart was so sick.

Again he forced himself to stare at Abra, raising his left hand showing the same ring. "Waw alike!" Exclaims.

Zahra's hand took off her finger ring without taking her gaze away from Abra's reddened face. Making Abra frantically touch Zahra's arm to have her take off their wedding ring.

"Well...." Zahra grimaced at Abra's rough hands.

"Why arm? " Abra frantically forced Zahra's arm to pull and then revealed her sleeve. "Why?" Abra asked with eyes radiating worry.

This time Zahra laughed loudly "I'm sure when my arm was splashed with hot water Mak Isa has told you. waw.." the look on Zahra's face turned flat. "Thanks, for everything, wish you luck."

"ARA!" snapped Abra understood where Zahra was talking.

"GOS AWEY!."

Zahra shouted loudly, jerking her hand and running away leaving the two of them behind.

He's patient enough, he's enough of a fool, trying to keep it all.

It is not he who asks to live in this household bond. Abra who started it, Abra who forced her to believe in herself and her love, Abra who gave Pre-Marriage letter proves that she really wants to build a household with him, he said, even Abra convinced everyone that she loved Zahra, not Vira.

Zahra no longer looked back, she entered a taxi that had just dropped off passengers in front of the hospital. One who is interested, he will do what is written in their prenup. GO AWAYL...

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sept 17, 2021