
Rania's cries began to subside, but her tightness was still felt. Pain in his chest did not subside, accompanying the departure of the figure of his beloved friend. Friends who are willing to harm him and his future baby, just for the sake of revenge. But how can Rania hate the figure of Fatma just like that, while the person who is always there when she is tormented is Fatma?
Shaka hugged Rania tightly, rubbing her fragile back with a gentle sweep.
"All will be well. I'm sure Fatma will get the right pair. Isn't do'a more mustajab than anything?" ask Shaka gently. Rania nodded weakly in response.
"I'll take you to the room, yeah! You have to rest a lot. Remember the doctor said, you can't be under too much pressure. Remember that! There's this adorable little Shaka in your stomach" said Shaka, stroking Rania.
"I can't bear to see Fatma being held by the police like that, Mas" isak Rania.
"Have it, don't you think about it again, yeah! Let's stand up, don't let your stomach bloat," said Shaka, giving a little firmness to his wife. Rania said, standing up then walking slowly towards the main room.
Arriving at the room, Rania carried her body lying on a king-size bed. With great patience, Shaka rubbed his wife's body lovingly. Not to forget, a thick blanket covered Rania's body to the chest.
"Rest! Focus on your pregnancy. Fatma will be fine there. Trust me," said Shaka softly. His hand moved rubbing Rania's wet forehead as a result of cold sweat.
Elsewhere, Aina was busy with her cooking utensils. When the others rest, then Aina will be busy with her mini restaurant. Yes, he still has a little savings and he uses it for culinary business. Precisely in the spacious and beautiful home page, Aina set up a business without employees. Only he and his beloved Mother serve the buyers. Not infrequently, every hour of rest they both will serve the visitors.
Aina has changed. He had forgotten Shaka for the guidance of his mother. Although not completely forgotten, at least his heart has been wrapped in a ray of kindness by the soft words of the woman called Mother.
"Dear, rest! Let Mother serve them. Your face is pale!" mama Aina panicked. Instead of hearing her mother's scolding, Aina's vision grew blurred, her ears ringing. His body was limp like no bones. Long story short, Aina fell unconscious. However, before his body collapsed, two burly hands managed to catch Aina's body and then carried the weak body into the house by the figure.
Aina's mother panicked not playing. The fragile woman continued to cry incessantly, as if afraid of losing the princess.
"He's just exhausted, Mom," Adi said. Yes, that figure is Adi, Shaka's only confidant. At that time, Adi really wanted to see the state of Aina. Despite having been rejected several times, apparently his love for Aina was not extinct.
Adi's steps stopped, stunned by where he saw the crowd in front of the house of the woman he loved. Her lips turned upwards to form a smile, as she revealed her father's face. But Adi felt strange when he saw the gaze of Aina. Aina's usual face was fresh, looking pale and tired.
Realizing something was wrong, Adi immediately took a thousand steps and entered the mini resto area. And sure enough, Aina's body staggered to the side. And with quick steps, Adi immediately caught Aina's body before the slender body fell to the floor.