Chapter 2 DON'T PLAY GAMES WITH ME.part.2

Chapter 2

Syden led me into the car. My cell phone rang, apparently my mother called and I immediately gave the cell phone to Syden.

"My mother called to talk to Syden. Accept it."

Syden was surprised to receive my cell phone.

"Why don't you talk to your mother?

I immediately took the cellphone from Syden's hand, I turned it off... Put the cellphone in my bag . I opened the car door, moved to the back, immediately lay down while stroking my stomach. Syden was still surprised to notice me.

"My baby, all day we have been walking to your father's office, eating at the mall. Your mother's legs and hips are tired but it's okay to keep moving in your mother's womb."

I didn't care about Syden's gaze. I smiled feeling the movement of the fetus in my stomach.

"The more you feel your movements in this mother's stomach. Come on, let's sleep, my baby."

I smiled imagining my fetus moving in my womb. I softly said prayers while stroking my stomach, I was surprised by another hand stroking my stomach, my eyes suddenly widened open.

"Astagfirullah Al adziimmm, Syden increasingly likes to startle Adiba even though Adiba is almost asleep. Adiba already told you that when Adiba is shocked, you immediately feel something pulling in your stomach... it hurts."

I pushed his hand away, I sat up.

"It's difficult for Adiba to just sleep for a while, he can't."

Syden slowly answered...

"I've noticed that you're busy with your pregnant belly. I also want to join in stroking your belly, dear Adiba,"

It's actually a shame to see the expression on Syden's face, but why should I feel sorry? Can't Syden be able to stroke the belly of his pregnant mistress instead of my stomach, his legal wife? After I give birth, I will definitely ask Syden for a divorce.

"Don't look at me like that. I'm sorry I made you unable to sleep, dear Adiba."

I stared silently at my husband Syden. All this time I really believed him to always be honest with me but in fact he was hiding secrets from me.

"Adiba.. Adiba.."

"Yes, Syden"

"If you can't sleep in the back, move to sit in the front here, dear Adiba."

Reluctantly moved to the front to sit next to Syden. I opened the car window, but I didn't realize it was almost 4 in the afternoon. The coolness of Khimki in the afternoon, I leaned back in my seat.

"Adiba, do you love me?"

Camouflage question, my mouth is lazy to answer. If it's true that all the gossip that's been spreading in Syden's office, I'll definitely ask for a divorce after giving birth. There is no such thing as cheating in my family, my parents' household, aunt Hanifah and uncle Hassan's household, my sister Aisyah and Alif's household.... everything is safe from infidelity. I'm not having an affair, but if I get proof that Syden is having an affair, I'll definitely ask for a divorce. Being a widow is not an unclean thing.

"I asked but you were busy daydreaming, dear Adiba."

"If you already know the answer, there's no need to askOK, Sydney."

Syden turned to me..

"Your tone of voice is always soft and slow but sometimes your words are sharp, dear Adiba."

I withdrew my hand from squeezing Syden's hand.

"If you drive with two hands, don't use one hand to avoid a car crash, Syden."

"It's okay if the car crashes, we'll all die, dear Adiba."

"Surely Adiba and the little one are dead, Syden is still alive. Just speeding, hit the car in front."

The car stopped in front of the house, I saw Aisyah with her mother Syden and Rowena sitting in the front yard of the house.

"Assalam Mualaykum, everyone."

"Waalaykum salam, where have you been, Adiba? Leaving at 8 in the morning, coming home at 4 in the afternoon. Syden, have you forgotten that if your wife is pregnant, you have to rest?"

I just kept quiet listening to Syden's mother speak.

"Beautiful Adiba, take a shower, pray, rest. Don't forget to take vitamins from Doctor Laila."

"Yes, ma'am."

I went into the house, showered, prayed, slept. Traveling all day is tiring. I felt hungry, I wanted to get out of bed but a hand grabbed my body tightly. It turned out that Syden was sleeping next to me while holding my body tightly. I slowly removed myself from Syden's arms, got out of bed, left the room and went straight to the kitchen. really hungry, without wasting any time I immediately opened the refrigerator. Thank God, I had baked macroni and fruit cake, I just put it in the microwave.

"Again you left me alone in bed, dear Adiba."

I was also surprised to hear Syden's voice, without turning around I answered...

"Adiba is hungry, wants to eat."

Syden approached me while whispering...

"You should wake me up so I can prepare food for you and our child in my stomach, dear Adiba."

I opened the microwave,

"Adiba and the little one don't want to bother other people, Syden."

Syden hugged me from behind..

"I'm your husband, I'm not someone else, dear Adiba."

Oh my God, the romance of this Russian man always makes me soar high and very happy, but since I heard the hot news that has been blowing in his office. My happiness is gone. Is it true that Syden got his mistress pregnant? That question is always dancing in my mind. If I ask about the truth of the news, Syden will definitely get angry in his office, but if I remain silent, he doesn't ask. The more I sink into my suspicions.

"Do you want to eat while daydreaming, dear Adiba?"

"Adiba wants to eat, please let Adiba out of your arms, Syden." Syden still hugged me tightly. I completely suppressed my emotions by keeping my voice as low as possible.

"Syden, Adiba's stomach hurts when Syden hugs her too tightly. Poor little girl in Adiba's stomach gets pressured by Syden's hand."

Syden kissed my cheek as he let go of his hug.

"Arrogant, I sold my wife very expensively, who is 5 months pregnant. All day she refuses to be hugged, held, and kissed."

"That's the risk if you have a pregnant wife, do you want black coffee, dates and kebabs?"

"I would love to, dear Adiba."

I walked out of the kitchen carrying a glass of iced strawberry milk, a plate of baked macroni and fruit cake..

"Just make it yourself. It has black coffee, dates and kebabs."

"I thought you made it for me, Adiba."

I stopped in my tracks, turned to Syden.

"Did Syden forget that Adiba is pregnant with her first child? Adiba is prioritizing this pregnancy over unimportant things."

Syden laughed.

"You are really getting prettier but your bitchiness is drastically, dear Adiba."