WIFE TO MY HUSBAND
CHAPTER 75.

"Nisa doesn't forbid, Mas. Nisa just wants to have more time with Zafran than Mbak Adel. But the opposite is happening now, Nisa can only be with Zafran if she starts to get sleepy and wants to sleep. In addition, Adel will control Zafran most of the day!" nisa is getting emotional.

 Zidan himself was surprised by it." Then how do you want it now, Nisa?"

 Nisa turned her face the other way, breathing up and down like holding back the upset that had been lodged inside the chest.

"Allow this while you go home to your mother in the village, Mas."

 Zidan. "Then will you take Zafran?"

 Nisa nodded firmly. "Yes, of course. Zafran my son, Mas. And she's still nursing, how could I leave her here while I'm leaving and somehow I'll be back."

 Zidan's eyes widened. "What do you mean, Nisa? You want to keep Zafran away from Mas?"

 Nisa shakes. "No, Mas. Not from Mas, but from Adel's mother."

 Like being struck by lightning in broad daylight, Zidan heard the words that came out of Nisa's mouth. Without a word, he walked out of Nisa's room and closed the door violently.

Brakkkk

  Nisa was shocked, her tears slowly melted down her cheeks falling steadily until it ended in her lap. His hands clenched tightly, as if holding a grudge that was slowly piling up inside his chest.

"I promise to take back the rights to my son, Mas. And no one can stand in my way, whether you or whoever he is. That's my promise."

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 Zidan was gathering with Adel and his parents, together they saw the development of Zafran which is increasingly adorable.

"Due, Del. If only this was your real son, he would have been as funny as you were when you were a kid." Ms. Hanif was joking while clapping in front of Zafran who was chasing after her on all fours excitedly.

"Ah, mom. Yes Zafran is also the son of Adel, Zafran Mas Zidan's flesh and blood, yes it means the same as Adel's son, Mom." Adel replied with a sweet smile on his face.

 Ms. Hanif sighs heavily but no longer rejects Adel's talk and prefers to busy themselves playing with Zafran back.

"Um, he said Nisa wanted to go home for a while," said Zidan conveyed what Nisa had told him.

 Adel was aghast, the same as Zidan's expression when he heard the words coming from Nisa's lips.

"Then Zafran?"

 "She said she wanted to be taken" said Zidan as he was.

 Ms. Hanif stared dislikeingly at who, perhaps at the intentions of Nisa who could not be glared at for real.

"What does he mean? He wants to keep Zafran away from my son? Has she been jealous since Adel was closer to the zafran?" ketus Bu Hanif's.

"Yes, bude. You're absolutely right." Nissa's voice rang out from the top of the stairs towards the second floor.

 They all looked up and found Nisa already prepared with a suitcase in her hand. Her eyes looked puffy maybe because she was crying too much.

"Where are you going, Nis?" adel asked softly, but Nisa instead replied with a cynical look.

"Why? No one will be able to stop me from taking my son away from here. It's been enough all this time that I've been patient when you guys stole my opportunity and time with my son!". Nisa spoke sharply while walking quickly down the stairs.

 His eyes were wet again and quickly pulled Zafran from Bu Hanif's sling.

"Hey, weren't you taught manners by your mother?" attack Bu Hanif who was annoyed to see the way Nisa pulled the zafran from her sling . Impressed rough and definitely make the body of the tiny baby in pain, evident from his face that seemed to withstand pain and almost cry.

"She, please think again. Don't take Zafran, ma'am please." Adel cupped both hands in front of his chest. His eyes glazed over pleading with Nisa.

 Nisa was agitated, and did not care about Adel's words. He walked quickly towards the exit, no matter how everyone including Adel and Zidan chased him behind.

"Stop, Nisa! We can talk about this well good!" jerit Zidan tries to reach Nisa.

 But Nisa did not care and continued to walk even though Zafran now began to cry in his arms.

"Nisa, Zafran cried Nisa. Please stop first and we'll talk good. There's gotta be a way out, Nisa." Adel is still begging Nisa, even though she is not ignored by Nisa.

 Arriving at the terrace, Nisa stopped and turned to stare at them all. Unconcerned Zafran who now seemed to cry in fear while thrusting his hand towards Adel asked Adel to hold him.

"You see, don't you, Ma'am? How is my son getting closer and wanting you? This is what you want, isn't it, Mom? To make my son close and only think of you as his mother? While me? Only he will remember as the man he came to when he was hungry and thirsty." Nisa looked angry as she stared fixedly at Adel's face that was wet with tears.

 "Nisa, we can talk about that fine later. Now let Mbak calm Zafran yes, pity him Nisa. She's scared." Adel reached out his hand to ask Zafran from Nisa's sling, the baby was increasingly struggling to escape from Nissa's sling to come with Adel.

 But Nisa instead keeps Zafran out of Adel's reach, and glares angrily at him.

"No! Don't you dare touch my son. It's been enough for you to steal my son all this time, until he even forgets who his real mother really is!" angry with Nisa again.

 There was no sense of hesitation in his heart even though now Bu Hanif and Pak Hanif also looked at him unhappily. For him now there is nothing more painful than having to lose his son even though he is in front of his eyes, but far from his reach.

 "Nisa, please don't make decisions in this emotional state. Let's sit down first and talk about it all with a cool head. Yeah," Adel's pinta is fond of.

 But again it can't change Nissa's decision.

"Sorry, Ma'am. But it's too late, I'll go with my son."

"How long?" asked Adel again with the feeling of not having the heart to see the cry of Zafran who now began to sound hoarse with his hands unceasingly stretched out toward Adel.

 How heartbreaking Adel saw the sight, eager to feel he took Zafran and cradled him as usual he calmed the baby. But now he is helpless, because Nisa looks so hate him.

"I don't know how long, maybe until my son comes back just to think of me as his mother. Whatever you want to consider me, all this time all my kindness you don't even appreciate. Now that I'm being evil, it's not really my fault either. There's your share in it." Nisa's pointing at all of them.

 Zidan who was impatient, finally started to open his voice. "Aren't you still able to get pregnant again, Nisa? Why can't you just leave Zafran for Adel?"