Wrong Uterus
Chapter.15

...For a while, let it be like this, there must be a time when everything is going the way it should. Because life is not just about what we want, but what is best for everything....

...-shifa.K-...

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"Can't you answer? Don't be so arrogant, if in fact you're using a woman to get a child."

Arman did not deny that everything the Word said was the original purpose of marrying Syifa. "I and Syifa are two people who do not know each other, but God unites us in a way that makes no sense. Everything that happens must have a purpose and purpose, whether it is for love or just a lesson. I never rule out the possibility, because the owner of the heart determines everything."

Arman turned and walked away leaving the Word still there. In the blink of an eye the Word becomes more complicated not only about regret and fear of loss, but he is also shackled in the arranged relationship that has been agreed by both parents.

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When entering the work room, Arman could see Syifa sitting on the sofa while reading the book he had given. His breathing was so long I don't know what he thought after seeing the woman who was his wife was again pursued by the former.

"Syifa, what did you say to the Word?"

Syifa closed the book she had read to divert her mind. He shook his head to see the husband standing in front of him. "Mas Firman already knows all the facts about my pregnancy from Kak Devan. He apologized for suudzon all this time."

Arman, who looked more curious, sat down beside Syifa. "Did he ask you to come back?"

Syifa seemed reluctant to answer, but she again remembered that the relationship that began with dishonesty would definitely end badly. "Yes, Mum."

Arman's facial expression suddenly turned sad, he lowered his head while sighing softly. After a while he looked back at Syifa. "Do you still want to go back to him?"

"Goddess, Mas. I cannot answer yes or no because everything that happens is the secret of Allah subhanahu Wa Ta'ala. For sure during my time as Arman's wife I kept myself and my heart from a man who wasn't my mahram."

All the answers Syifa gave were of course reasonable but somehow Arman felt dissatisfied with the answer, as if he wanted to hear Syifa answer, no. "Hufft, good then."

Seeing Devan who is so enthusiastic about working in the company makes Syifa as if he wants to jump in to fill his free time. "Mas, I am a graduate of management business, can I work here while filling the time so as not to get bored," Syifa suddenly pinta.

Just contact Arman's eyes immediately rounded instantly. "For what? There are still many things you can do, so as not to get bored. You can teach cooking, painting, playing musical instruments. Why work here."

"Yes, because here there is Kak Devan and you mas. I thought it would be nice to work with you guys" said Syifa, who was still chuckling with her request.

Arman rubbed his face violently and looked back at his wife. "I don't allow it but I don't like you meeting the Word."

Syifa tried to hold back her laughter when she heard Arman's reasoning. "Oh so I'm jealous?"

"I'm not jealous, just don't like it. I'll find a maid soon so you don't get lonely at home. Hufft, your coming here makes you nostalgic."

Arman consists of his position and then steps towards his desk while stomping his feet like a person who is upset.

"Mas, can I go home?" syifa asked as her husband started to get busy with his laptop and some files on the desk.

"Later to deliver, just wait a minute," replied Arman without looking at his wife, He remained focused on his laptop screen.

"But I'm hungry, then I'm out for some food, right, there's a cafeteria, right?" Syifa stood up from her sitting position about to step out of the place.

"Wait!"

Just now she grabbed the door handle the husband had called her. "Why else, can't you?"

Clamps.

The door of the room was open. It was Devan and Shila who came.

"It's over?" ask Arman to Shila and Devan.

"I will, then, go home first. Tomorrow I'll be in early in the morning" Devan replied enthusiastically.

"Mas I went with Kak Devan to go home Dad yes, than here I do not know what to do," Syifa said.

Arman left for a while then switched back to see Devan. "Can Devan bring a car?"

"Can I."

"Then, wait a minute." Arman took the keys to his car which he put on the desk and gave them to his brother-in-law. "Because Syifa is pregnant it seems less safe if she rides a motorcycle, Devan Kak just bring my car later I will bring Kak Devan's motor home."

Of course Devan was happy to take the keys and exchange them for the keys. "Alright, then we go first." He turned to look at Shila as he blinked one eye.

"Mas I go first" said Syifa, kissing her husband's hand. "Assalamualaik."

"waalaikumsalam warahmatullahi wabarakatuh," replied Arman.

After the departure of Devan and Syifa now lives Shila and Arman who are still standing in front of the door of the room.

"You're so concerned about that woman. How far along is your relationship?"

Arman rolled his eyes lazily when he heard the secretary's question. "It's none of your business. Better now you have the meeting room set up."

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The car Devan was driving stopped when he saw the traffic light turn red. Syifa, who had been silent while playing her phone, suddenly remembered something she wanted to ask her brother.

"Son met Mas Firman at the office?"

"Hm, I didn't expect to see him in Arman's office. You know, when I told him everything that happened, he looked so sorry, Rasain was a louse of the cupola."

Syifa could understand if the brother did not accept he was insulted, but for him the insults should not be reciprocated with the same thing. "Sister, don't be like that. I hope you can maintain your attitude while working at Mas Arman company. My problem and Mas Firman, Brother forget it."

Devan, who had been busy watching the traffic lights that did not turn green, now turned to look towards Syifa. "Fa, don't be so good. You are the most precious person that Big Brother has, all this time I have been burdening you, at least let me protect you."

Syifa's two eyes seemed to be teary-eyed at the words that touched the recesses of her heart. Devan, with all his inability to be the backbone of the family, is now showing his side of responsibility when the younger brother is in trouble.

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