WIFE TO MY HUSBAND
CHAPTERS 17.

"What's this?"

 A voice that made Nisa's body that was like being exposed to the heat of her mother's infighting suddenly become like in a water-spool ice refrigerator. And also makes the atmosphere suddenly become quiet.

"Zi-Zidan's? You-you came, son?" bu Sita asked nervously as she walked up to Zidan and led him towards the pelaminan.

"Well, Adel asked Zidan to come here" Zidan said quietly, but it was still quite audible in Nisa's ear.

Deghs

 Somehow Nisa's heart that was previously ordinary, now even felt pinched when she heard Zidan coming to their reception just because of Adel's request and not sincere from her heart.

'I must be self-aware, I must not be selfish to have Mas Zidan. Sister Adel has been very good with me and my family, this is all more than enough, Nisa's inner heart strengthens her heart.

 Bu Sita looked mangosteen and glanced at Nisa who looked down miserably at her place standing. A mocking smile rose on Bu Sita's lips, but she no longer said anything and chose to sit back in her own chair.

"Mas, take a photo first." Photographers below the stage shone cameras at Zidan and Nisa wearing matching clothes, typical of newlyweds.

 Zidan nodded, and timidly followed the photographer's direction to direct their posing style. Several times Zidan's face looked flushed when asked to pose with Nisa. This whole life was even the first time Zidan touched a woman other than Adel, even though she is now also his wife.

"Sip! Already, Mas. Now is the time for family photos, yes," concluded the photographer while checking the results of his shots while waiting for the family who want to pose with the bride to take their respective positions.

 Zidan breathed a sigh of relief because finally the awkward moment when having to be close to Nisa was finally passed.

"You're beautiful in that shirt" murmured Zidan involuntarily.

 After that she covered her mouth with a red face holding in shame, while Nisa who had already heard now blushed with a downcast face.

Deghs

Deghs

Deghs

'Duh, what is this? Why even deg-degan?' inner Nisa and Zidan exchanged lyrics in an increasingly felt awkwardness.

 The photo session with the family lasted quite a long time, because many family members from Zidan who came to the wedding reception.

 Many of those who are happy because Zidan finally want to marry again, because they have long been julid with Adel who never gave children to Zidan, because they have never given children, in fact, his family greatly glorifies the existence of offspring.

 Nisa is very happy to be welcomed by the other Zidan family, and is prayed for soon to be able to provide a baby for their family. While Zidan looks ordinary and not affected at all by the words of his family who since Adel in cancer verdict is always lulid to his wife.

"Is it done?" asked Zidan after the afternoon but the guests were still many who arrived, no matter how many people the mother had invited in the event.

"There are so many guests, where are you going, Mom? Do you need anything? Or are you tired?" nisa asked, paying little attention to the man who was already her husband.

 But Zidan only put on a flat face, the feeling of pounding was only in the wind and then it was apparently.

"I want to go back to the hospital, Nemenin Adel," he said with a look of uneasiness, while the guests still came and alternated up the pelaminan stage to shake hands and congratulate them.

"O-ohhh, that's it." Nisa lowered her head down, there was a hint of unwillingness in her heart because even on the first day of their marriage, Zidan was still busy with the world around Adel and Adel.

"You wanna come?" bargain Zidan when he accidentally saw Nisa's sad expression.

 Although there was no love in his heart for Nisa, but Zidan was always powerless to see the woman close to him sad let alone cry.

 Nisa looked up at Zidan with a look of disbelief.

"Can I?"

 Zidan shrugged both of his shoulders. "Well, who's banning it?"

"Yes, Nisa wants to come." Nisa smiled broadly as she looked at Zidan with a difficult gaze to interpret between happy or comfortable.

 Zidan nodded briefly and then walked over to the Mama who still seemed busy huddling with his fellow tourists.

 From where she stood Nisa could see how Zidan slightly forced her to allow her to return to the hospital and accompany Adel.

 At first, Bu Sita insisted on asking them to stay on the spot until the event ended later tonight, but still if you have an argument then who came out as the winner is still Zidan.

"Come on," Zidan asked as he gestured through the movement of his head to Nisa.

 Nisa nodded and said goodbye to Bu Sekar who was enjoying a snack with Alan at the table that was provided for the guests.

"Titip greetings with Adel yes, same Bude and your Pakde as well," Bu Sekar's message before Nisa moves to the hotel room rented for her to change clothes.

 Nisa gave a short nod and hurriedly ran upstairs to change clothes so that the husband would not wait too long.

"Sorry, my mother." Nisa who had changed clothes with her best midi dress seemed to be panting.

 Zidan looked at Nisa with an astonished look, but said nothing and chose to get into the car and drive towards the hospital.

 They drive in silence, as Zidan seems to be busy with his phone and calling someone.

 Nisa herself was just silent as her eyes looked out the window, where the food vendors had already seemed to start crowded the street by opening small sales tents. Nisa felt her stomach empty and hungry because since noon had not had time to fill it with food. But seeing Zidan who seemed busy made him reluctant to ask, especially now that he did not bring any money at all.

"Well, I'll be there soon" Zidan said, ending the phone session on his phone and putting it back in his pocket.

"Adel needs AB blood in one bag, we need to get to the hospital quickly." Zidan spoke without looking at Nisa, but considering they were just the two of Nisa knew that the one Zidan was talking to must have been her. Impossible if the rocking doll is on the dashboard of the car.

 The car was traveling at high speed, the look of panic was very noticeable on Zidan's face. Seeing it of course makes Nisa also feel panicked, fearing if something happens to Adel who is struggling to live on the operating table.

"Mas, you're speeding too much, Mas," protested Nisa who began to feel afraid of the car accident that Zidan drove.

"We need to get there fast, Nis. Adel needs me," denied Zidan without the intention of reducing the speed of his vehicle, because seeing the surrounding conditions are quite empty because it has entered Maghrib time.

 Nisa closed her eyes tightly because she was really scared right now. Arriving at a quiet corner Zidan suddenly braked suddenly and made Nisa's head hit the car dashboard quite hard.

"Astaghfirullah, who is it?" exclaimed Zidan with a deathly pale face.