Two Traitors
eps. 6 INJECTABLE KB

Pov Arfan

"Dam4n!" my grunts went back into the house, then approached the bathroom door, where my wife was cleaning her body.

The truck! the truck! The truck!

"Yes! honey!" call me while knocking on the bathroom door.

The tap water stopped, maybe my wife wanted to hear a clear voice coming out behind the door.

"Yes! honey!" I repeated my call, knocking on the door.

"Yeahah! what's up?" my wife answered from the bathroom, shouting.

"Borrow your casan dong! my casan's left in the office."

"Take it! It was in the bag." answered my wife, the sound of water gurgling resounded.

I scanned the entire area of my room, looking for a bag that my wife likes to carry to work.It was not difficult to find it because it was very large, and Erni kept it in a familiar place.

I took my wife's bag, and opened the zipper.I put my hand inside, looking around for where the casing was. But when I pulled the casing, from my wife's bag. there are several papers that are carried along, along with the casing. Probably got stuck to the charger cable I pulled.

I noticed one by one the papers were drawn out. Most of the scattered paper is a receipt of payment.but my eyes are slightly interested in one paper, which is different in shape from other papers.

I slowly took the paper and opened it, watching it carefully. What was written on the paper was visible there is a KB logo on the right corner of the side, making me more curious to keep reading.

"Darling! see you yet?" my wife shouted from the bathroom.

"Subdah darling!" I answered by shouting too.

Afraid that my wife was suspicious, I quickly tidied up all the things that were concerned, when I took out the charger cable. But the paper I just read, I folded it into a small piece, I folded it into a small piece, then put it in my work bag, which I have not had time to put into the workroom.then continue my intention to charge the cellphone.

After making sure my cellphone battery starts charging, I take a towel, to clean the body.

*****

At 20:00. after my wife and I had dinner, we both sat in the living room. As usual, Erni who was always spoiled, she leaned her head against my chest that field. while watching her favorite drama movie.

"I'm sorry, yeah!" my word started the conversation.

"Sorry for what?"

"I'm sorry because Mother. eventually you become depressed like this, until you have to go back and forth to the hospital, check your womb." I said while stroking her long hair.

"It's okay, baby! besides I also want to quickly have a baby, so there is no harm if I try." replied my wife.His eyes continue to focus on the glass screen.

"Oh yes! if you want to go to the hospital, you'll let me know, yeah! let me take you. It's not good to have to trouble Farid"

"I was afraid to interfere with your work, which was a lot of projecting. Besides, I accidentally met a client near the hospital, continued in the office there was no more work. So I decided to control my contents, rather than to hang out in the office." my wife explained from the beginning she had asked permission, to meet with clients with Farid.

"Well! but next time don't take Farid! As busy as anything. I must be trying to take the time, to accompany you to the control of the obstetrician."

"Yes baby! sorry yeah! I didn't tell you first, because it was really sudden." Obviously my wife while tightening her arms makes me feel happy, having a wife as good as Erni.

I kissed my wife's sweet potato softly, then we were wrapped watching a drama film, which was on television. This is one of my routines, every night. accompany Erni to watch her favorite drama film.

After my favorite movie was finished, I asked for permission to do my work, which I had taken from the office without any rejection from Erni, as this was my custom, bringing office work home. the most important thing is not to interfere with our me time, one of which is to watch drama movies together.

After arriving at the workspace, I turned on the computer and played music to accompany me to work. A few moments passed, I began to drift with all the files that appeared on the computer screen. While looking for inspiration, I thought back to the paper I took from Erni's bag. Curiously, I took the paper from my briefcase, then opened it.

I watched the paper carefully read from start to finish. Suddenly my heart seemed to stop turbulent.want not to believe, but there it was clear that the person who asked for the injection KB, it was, is my wife Erni.

My mind began to guess, Why would Erni do something like this. I started to have a little doubt about my wife's loyalty, What might she really have the heart, do a KB injection, to delay her pregnancy.

I sat down and kept reading the paper over and over again. Make sure I don't see wrong and read wrong. I took a slow breath and then exhaled, feeling confused, with what actually happened.

In about 30 minutes I weighed the good of the bad, What should I do. I decided to see the hospital doctor who handled my wife.I asked her exactly what happened, because if you ask directly with Erni, she could have lied, and maybe the debate could not be avoided. So the problem will become more and more runnyam.

I photographed the paper with the logo KB, to serve as evidence, when tomorrow I asked the doctor who handles my wife. Because it is impossible to bring the original certificate, Erni could be suspicious later.

At 23:30. I entered my bedroom, and Erni fell asleep. Carefully, I put the paper back into it. After everything felt safe enough, I laid my body beside my wife, whom I had always loved. I looked at her sleeping face making her look even more beautiful. I gently kissed her forehead, as a ritual before going to bed.

*****

The next morning, at 08:30 after delivering my wife to her office. I didn't go straight to my office, I turned around, went back to the hospital, which my wife came to yesterday.

At 09:00, I was called to enter the examination room. I deliberately took the queue number, because when I wanted to meet him in person. I have to make a schedule first, or wait until he finishes work. After entering the room I scanned all the corners of the room, which were only a few people. Maybe it's the nurses and midwives sitting in separate chairs.

"Siang ma'am!" I greet you kindly.

"Just as well, sir. Please sit!" the woman wearing the doctor's shirt.

"Thank you!"

"You want to inject KB, sir?"  my midwife started asking me my purpose.

"No, Mom! I just want to ask you, about the woman who injected KB yesterday." I explained my purpose and purpose, while showing the proof of the photo I took last night.

"Why? is there a problem, or are there any side effects of KB injected?" asked the midwife after checking the photo shown from my phone.

"No Ma'am? I just want to know the truth. Is it true Erni, my wife did KB injections here?" I asked with full investigation.

"That means Father, his name is Mr Arfan, yes?" The midwife made sure, while staring fixedly at me.

"Well, right Mom! I'm Arfan."

"I'm sorry sir! if you cannot be responsible, you do not need to get married, let alone have to be rude to your father's wife!" said the midwife while squinting at me, making me flabbergasted in shock, hearing her words that seemed to corner me.

"Byeah! how could you, Mother, conclude that?" I asked who was looking in wonder at him.

"Really! Father's wife injects KB here, the father's wife is not ready to have children, because the father who likes to drink, and often KDRT. so he decided to postpone the pregnancy, according to his narrative, he said, he doesn't want to have a child of a father, who is not responsible, like a father." explained the midwife.

The deg!!

My heart stopped pumping, my eyes began to hurt, my breath began to feel tight. When I had to hear such a bitter reality, it turned out that the momongan I always dreamed of was not present, not because God had not trusted us yet, but there was someone so evil, did not want his presence. inevitably, all the evidence I have had, even the one that made me feel ill, my wife whom I have always been proud of and admired, with the heart that she slandered me, as a drunkard.

"Don't make it up, Mom! where may I do such a thing, let alone beat it, just touch it, I never" I said in a slightly raised voice, rejecting such a bitter truth, hoping that everything the midwife said was a mistake. The deep disappointment with my wife made me unable to control my emotions.

"Fix yourself first! before doing promil, so that his child will be able to get the love that is worthy." advice from the midwife.

"Easy! If you don't know the truth. You don't just say.you don't slander me and my wife. Where maybe the wife as good as erni, could slander me as a drunkard and a KDRT" I argue with a high voice, emotions that have been in the crown, making me unable to think clearly.

"If you no longer have any interest, please get out of my room!" get rid of that midwife.

"I still have a lot of business with you. Why can you conclude I am such a person." My hard as I got up and approached the midwife.

"Please keluaaaaaar! Don't make a fuss in my room!" remove the midwife, for the second kalina, with the same high tone.

The nurses who were there quickly approached, and violently forced me to leave immediately, leaving the examination room.

With an annoyed grunt, I also came out. It still doesn't seem to accept knowing such a bitter reality.

"How does a wife want to have children if her husband is like this!" the lips of a nurse who pushed me out violently.

Hearing the commotion in the room, the Guard quickly approached. after asking the chronology of the commotion with the nurse. The security guard quickly began to pull my arm out of the hospital. They pulled me violently, like a prisoner who had just committed a crime, into a spectacle of people waiting in line, to seek treatment there.

After being in the car. I took a few breaths, calmed my mind, which was already in a state of turmoil. After my mind started to clear up again, I started to turn on the car engine, to leave the hospital immediately.