Wrong Uterus
Chapter 21

"The Word!" A young boy hugs the Word who just got out of the car.

It is common knowledge, if the two parents of the Word have separated and his father has remarried to a woman who Firman called Umi.

Divorce does not always end in a way to hate each other and also blame each other for the circumstances that occur. That is how it happened between the father and also Mother Word who decided to separate because it was not suitable for each other to live together.

Even though they are separated, they still communicate well for the sake of the Word. For about fifteen years, now Firman has had a younger brother from his father's second marriage.

"Akbar, is Dad inside?" ask the Word while embracing the sister.

"There's bang. It's been a long time since you've come here, busy with your future wife huh?"

The question made the Word quiet. He knew his parents must be very disappointed with his decision to cancel the marriage that was in sight. "Let's go in, Brother wants to see Dad and Umi."

Akbar drew Firman's hand into the simple house. "Enjoy! There's Brother Word."

"Assalamualaikum, Umi."

"Waalaikumsalam the Word, you have come. Last night I couldn't sleep because your mother called. Is it true that you want to cancel the wedding?"

Already the Word guessed, not only the mother but her father must also be disappointed, because the decision was so sudden. The wedding will be in two weeks.

The Word returned wondering, if only at that time he listened to Syifa's explanation, maybe all will not be difficult like this. "Umi, I want to talk to Dad."

"Bang, it won't come straight home, right? Play the same Akbar yes," said Akbar while tugging at the tip of the Word shirt.

"Yes, today is my day off."

...ΩΩΩΩ...

"A letter of resignation?" ask Arman to be sure. He had just arrived at the office and Shila immediately gave the letter to him.

"Really Sir. Yesterday, when you did not enter, Mr. Firman came and immediately gave this letter, maybe later he will come again to clean up his belongings," said Shila.

Without saying anything else, Arman stepped into his study. Before knowing that Firman was a former Syifa, his relationship and words were quite good he liked the performance of his personal manager.

Arman put down his briefcase and immediately sat down in his big chair to read the resignation letter. He looked so focused that he finally awakened his body while sighing slowly.

Feeling so curious, he took the phone in his pants pocket to call one of his staff who worked together with Word.

"Hello Mr. Ferdi, I ask for help later if the Word comes to clean up his belongings tell him to come to my room."

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In a medium-sized room with a simple design, Firman sat side by side with his father while staring pusher out the window.

"That line, is the son of Dad's best friend. Your mother is also very close to her mother, because from the beginning your mother did not like you close to Syifa. Canceling this marriage, it'll only make your mother hate Syifa even more."

The Word is back down. After telling the facts about Syifa's pregnancy. His father also regretted why this could drag on and become chaotic. "Father right, I admit wrong and lose. What should I do now, I still love Syifa so much."

Father Firman's face looks so sad, because it also felt the anxiety of the son. He sipped his coffee for a moment while thinking, what should he say to make the Word calmer.

"The meaning of true love is not just about having and being owned but how you embrace the one who already belongs to someone else. Don't get me wrong, you have ever prayed to be united, but the founder is still God."

The story of how much Arman Alfarizi loved Chyntia was already known by all employees of the company. Although Arman was never seen holding another woman, for that news of his marriage to Syifa made everyone shocked.

Father Word until it runs out of words. He knew his son was a stubborn figure, what else is now the Word is being tested with a test of feeling that makes him increasingly lose direction.

"Firman, you're all grown up. You know what's best for your life. But as a parent, I just want you not to be a thorn in someone else's marriage" said Father Word then stepped out of the room.

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At about eleven o'clock in the afternoon after getting permission from Arman, Syifa left, driving herself to a restaurant for lunch with Annisa.

This morning he ran out of medication and his nausea came back. She wanted to go to the hospital but Annisa instead invited her to lunch together, because she had not seen each other for a long time.

After parking the car, Syifa entered the area inside the restaurant and immediately waved her hand when she saw Annisa standing up to welcome her arrival.

"Hy pregnant, the more beautiful it is," said Annisa while hugging Syifa briefly.

"You could have. Looks like my weight's gone up, my shirt's kind of taken off like this."

"Haha, that's normal. Come sit down, I've ordered a lot of food and I'm sure you'll like it. The food here is delicious."

Syifa pulled out a chair and immediately sat down in front of Annisa. "I'll eat a lot today, don't be surprised."

Annisa again tekehe heard Syifa's words. He looks relieved because he finally can see the woman who some time ago became a victim of the error of the procedure, can now smile and be relaxed with him.

"How was your relationship with Arman, I heard from Gavin yesterday that you took care of Arman who was sick. Does that mean you're open to each other?"

Hearing Annisa's question, Syifa recalled the dawn incident in which Arman stroked the tip of her head. At that moment his heart felt really wanting to be selfish as if it wanted something beyond the predetermined limit.

"Maybe you've also heard this from Doctor Gavin, about how much love Mas Arman for his late wife. Wallahualam, but I don't want to expect more, Nis."

Annisa can understand the circumstances that bind Syifa and Arman. There is no solution that he can provide, other than to continue praying for the two couples to get the best ending. He patted the back of Syifa's hand and smiled. "Prophey, I'm sure there must be a best way for you."

There was no answer that Syifa could give except a smile as if her heart was really strong to deal with everything.

Brak!

In the middle of the chat Syifa and Annisa suddenly a middle-aged woman came and directly kicked the table. "Heh, you son of a bitch are shameless, because you're living my son so fucked up!"

"Who's mother, come directly to play hit," said Annisa with an upset look.

Syifa was still standing there, staring at the good woman past or present always looking at her cynically. "I-mom."

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