Fatma had just finished preparing breakfast for her husband, suddenly the nausea came back. He immediately rushed to the bathroom, because he could no longer hold back the nausea that hit him. Hendra who just came out of the room immediately met his wife in the dining room. But he did not find his wife there, soon Fatma came out of the bathroom with a very pale face.
"Astagfirullahaladzim, honey are you vomiting again? Today you have to check, I'll take you to the hospital later. But sorry I can only take you and can't accompany you, because today I have an important meeting with a client". Hendra said.
"Yes, sir, if the nausea has come, you can't stand it anymore. Oh well, it's okay, bro, I can do it myself. Well, let's have breakfast first, you'll be late." Said Fatma.
Fatma immediately prepared breakfast on her husband's serving plate, after they finished breakfast, Hendra immediately took Fatma to the hospital. When Fatma arrived at the hospital, Hendra immediately rushed to the office where he worked. Meanwhile Fatma immediately rushed to the administration to get a queue number. Luckily he got queue number five, so he didn't have to wait long at the hospital. Now it was his turn to go into the doctor's room who would examine him. Fatma immediately told her complaint to the doctor before being examined. After completing the examination and going through the stages of testing, the doctor also explained about Fatma's condition.
"How is it doctor? Actually, what's wrong with me?". Fatma said panicked.
The doctor smiled. "Mother, don't panic, because actually you are not sick. Mother's condition is also fine and everything is normal".
"Then doc?". Fatma asked confused.
"Look, ma'am, judging from the series of tests that you have undergone. Fatma's mother is not suffering from any illness, but Fatma's mother is four weeks pregnant". said the doctor.
"What doc? Pregnant? Thank God". Exclaimed Fatma happily.
"Once again congratulations, ma'am, don't forget to take vitamins. Eat lots of nutritious food and don't be too tired, ma'am, because the condition of the mother's fetus is still very young". Obviously the doctor.
"Yes doctor, thank you again. Then I'll excuse myself first, doc". Fatma said and immediately rushed out of the doctor's room.
Fatma's face looks very happy, she can't wait to tell this directly to her husband.
Thank God, you have entrusted me with giving me a child. I am very grateful for the blessings you have given me. Fatma muttered in her heart.
Fatma immediately rushed back home, but before going home she decided to stop by the supermarket to buy some dairy products for pregnant women and also some food stocks and also fruits. After all the shopping was sufficient, Fatma immediately returned home using an online taxi.
Fatma was surprised when she just got off the online taxi she was riding in and saw a woman sitting on the terrace of her house. Fatma immediately approached the person carefully and asked who the woman was.
"Excuse me, I'm sorry, who are you looking for?" asked Fatma quietly.
The woman immediately got up from her seat and took off the sunglasses she was wearing. Now Fatma can clearly see the woman's face.
"I'm Annisa, is it true that Mas Hendra lives here? Sorry, are you Mas Hendra's household assistant?". Asked Anisa.
"Yes, that's right, Mas Hendra lives here. Sorry, I'm Fatma, Mas Hendra's wife, if I may know who Ms. Annisa is, Mas Hendra? An office friend or an old friend?". Said Fatma.
"What?! Wife? Oh so you've been taking my husband all this time?". Annisa shouted.
"What?! Seizing? Wait a minute, sis, there are many Hendra names, maybe Mbak Annisa is the wrong person. We'd better solve this problem inside sis, because it's not good if someone else hears it, there could be slander later. Come on, sis Please come in". Fatma said.
Annisa immediately followed Fatma behind her, while Fatma immediately made hot tea for her guest.
Oh God, what kind of trial is this? I hope everything is fine, O Allah, Ameen. Fatma muttered softly while carrying a tray containing a glass of tea.
"Please, have a drink first." Fatma said.
"Thank you". Annisa said quietly and immediately took a sip of the hot tea.
Fatma's feelings become uneasy, she can no longer bear to accept the harsh reality that Annisa will tell.
"So this is Fatma, I came here to look for my husband whose name is Hendra Firmansyah and this is the photo". Annisa said as she handed him an old photo belonging to Hendra.
"Impossible, how can Mbak Annisa have a photo of my husband? Ma'am, don't make this up, yes." Fatma said.
"I'm not making this up, my marriage to Hendra happened ten years ago. At that time Hendra was twenty years old while I was only eighteen years old, because our economy was very difficult, I finally decided to become a factory worker abroad. But unfortunately, three years ago I had a work accident and was in a coma for two years and during that time none of my family knew, including my husband, Mas Hendra. And after I woke up from the coma, I tried to contact Mas Hendra but all the numbers his is no longer active. After my condition improved, I returned to Indonesia one year later and looked for Mas Hendra at home but the house I built with the results of my hard work was sold by him. Then I looked for information about Mas Hendra through his friends and after I got his number, I tried to send a message but he never got a response". Annisa said.
"Astagfirullahaladzim, this is impossible". Fatma muttered.
"If you don't believe it, you can see all of this. These are all proofs of my marriage to Mas Hendra and if you still doubt the marriage book, you can come to KUA Surabaya". Said Annisa.
Unknowingly Fatma had shed tears when she saw Hendra's wedding photo album with Annisa. She did not think that her husband could have the heart to deceive her and her family.
"But sis, what I know before I married Mas Hendra, he moved from Surabaya to Malang from the sale of his parents' inheritance". Fatma said.
"Fatma, Fatma, you are easily deceived by Hendra. Just so you know, Hendra comes from a poor family. His parents don't have any property, the inheritance he sold is our house. The house I built from my sweat while working abroad, every month I always send money to Mas Hendra regularly". Annisa grumbled.
Fatma took a deep breath, he couldn't think straight at all. Because suddenly this woman appeared in front of him along with the news of her pregnancy, this really did not make sense. How could he have to feel happiness and disappointment at the same time.