Wrong Uterus
Chapter.23

...“Women are married for four things; because of her wealth, her descendants, her beauty, and her religion; then choose a religious woman, you will be lucky.” - Bukhari's historical hadith...

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From the doorway that had opened, Arman stood, silent, looking at the wife who was sleeping limp in the hospital gurney. After hearing the story from Annisa, he began to understand that Syifa actually has many problems that have never been told.

All this time he felt like a useless husband. He never asked if everything was okay, what he was feeling, and whether Syifa was happy with his current status.

Slowly Arman stepped closer, he clasped the wife's hand which felt so cold and sweaty. Guilt continued to smash into his heart seeing the wife's pale face.

All your problems are part of my responsibility, if the error of the procedure did not happen maybe now you have lived happily with the Word. Syifa, am I being too selfish to pawn your future just for my sake? Yeah, I'm very selfish. You shouldn't have to go through this, Inner Arman.

Arman turned around when he heard the sound of footsteps approaching, he could see Devan coming in and immediately lay down his body on the sofa of the VIP treatment room. "Sir Devan, can I ask you something?"

Devan turned his head lazily, he was completely limp because while on the way to the hospital Arman was driving at high speed, and made him travel drunk. "What do you want?"

Arman sat in front of Devan. "Did Mother Word hate Syifa so much for knowing that Syifa was pregnant with my child?"

"Don't feel guilty, Mother Fir'aun has been like that since time immemorial. If it wasn't for Dad, I might have asked Syifa a long time ago to stay away from that family. Syifa is always debased only because we are from a poor family, if they know how Syifa's struggle works for the family and finances his college."

It turns out that a long time ago, it seems like I have to take action, otherwise Syifa could have re-experienced an event like that, Inner Arman.

"Son Devan, can I ask for the address of the Firman's parents' residence?"

Devan, who had been lying limp on the sofa, got up and looked at Arman seriously. "What are you doing? If I want to fight I'm coming."

Arman smiled faintly while shaking his head. "Unlike that, Brother Devan is here, just keep Syifa for a while. There are some things that I have to tell Mother Word, so that this incident does not happen again."

Hearing the words of the sister-in-law, Devan also returned to lay down his body. "All right, I'll be here. But please if you come back later, bring me some change of clothes and food, I was going to call Dad but then I was going up again to hear Syifa go to the hospital."

"Come on, then where's the address?"

However Arman is the captain on his ark. He must protect, both physical and inner woman who has become part of his responsibility.

Not to judge with a high tone and threat, but Arman just wanted to show that Syifa is not a woman to be debased.

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Five o'clock in the afternoon, when the twilight sky dominates the universe. Arman got out of his car when he got to his destination. Coincidentally Mother Word was in the yard, watering beloved flowers and some other plants.

Seeing the arrival of Arman, I look shocked and happy. Yes, of course he is familiar because he often sees Arman when accompanying Firman to the company's annual event.

"Assalamualaikum," said Arman as he approached Mother on the front porch.

"Sir Arman, how are you? It's been a long time since we've met" said Mother with great enthusiasm.

"Alhamdulillah good. Can we talk for a second?" ask Arman who doesn't want to mince words.

Arman smiled when he heard Mom's statement. "Yes, I was so shocked when he submitted his resignation letter."

"No, then please come in, sir," asked Mother Word.

Arman followed the steps of Mother Word into a two-story house with a minimalist design. Ibu Firman is a PNS and catering entrepreneur who is quite successful.

Being able to live independently after a divorce makes him a proud figure and always underestimates others. Syifa is not a dream daughter-in-law criterion, because it is only a woman from an ordinary family.

"Please sit down" he said to Arman.

Mom switched to calling her housekeeper who happened to be cleaning the window. "Bi, make drinks for my special guests huh."

"Good, Mom."

She sat down in front of Arman. "I'm sorry Mr. Arman, I still persuade him to go back to work. His position is now very important in your company."

"The performance of the Word is not in doubt but the main purpose of my arrival here is not to discuss about it."

Mother's forehead frowned in surprise when she heard Arman's statement. "meaning?"

"I came here to ask you not to disturb my wife, Syifa."

"What!" Mom looked so shocked, she hoped to just mishear it, but Arman's facial expression hinted at something different. "Ja-so this Mr Arman, Syifa's husband?"

"True, I already knew about the assault you committed on my wife. Their relationship is past, so whatever your son does, it has nothing to do with Syifa."

Mom clucked in annoyance when she heard Arman's words. "The woman complains as it turns out, she does deserve that. Since long ago he could only ruin my son's life, how could I just keep quiet."

"It seems you misunderstood Syifa never complained to me. He always smiled cheerfully as if there was no problem, but it turned out that he harbored everything. Today I feel so devastated to see him lying helplessly on a hospital bed, maybe his heart is strong, but his physique is not."

Braakk!

Mom stomps the table because it starts to ignite emotions, she does not like if Ade someone who defends Syifa. "Never defend him! You've only known him while I've known all the rottenness behind his innocent demeanor."

Arman stood up from his position, staring intently at Mother Word. "For the sake of Allah I bear witness if she is a very good woman and always respects others. Your present attitude in no way reflects the social status you have always been proud of. Please, don't blame him anymore, he's also a human being. If this happens again, I'll make sure the nearest police station visits this house, Assalamualaikum."

Arman turned around to step out of the house, but his steps stopped when he saw the Word coming down from the top floor. They looked at each other without saying anything.

After a few seconds Arman continued his steps out of the house. The curious Word immediately approached his mother who was sitting limp on the sofa. "What are you talking about with Mr. Arman?"

Mother who was fixated because of shock, turned to look at the Word. "Why don't you tell me Syifa's husband is Mr. Arman!"

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