
"Either Ma, Wildan did not know. Wildan's thoughts are really messed up right now" Wildan said. His face seemed to beg, do not add the burden because of the question the mother asked him.
"What do you mean? As it were, Melisa did with other men as well besides you?" Mama Risma still asked the child, because of the curiosity she felt at that time.
Just looking at the baby, his body felt weak. Uninspired. His hope is lost. Of course he felt ashamed, having such a granddaughter. He felt that his son was handsome, and his grandson would definitely not be much different.
"Let's talk again, Ma! Poor thing, that kid hasn't been Wildan Adzzanine. Wildan could sin later. Fearfully, that kid was Wildan's kid. Poor thing, Melisa is also unconscious. She had just been struggling to give birth to the child" Wildan said, trying to give understanding to her mother. Although, even his feelings at that time were not because of it. Moreover, he had little to know, and met the man.
Wildan had just finished prosecuting the boy. Melisa has been transferred to the treatment room. He just woke up. However, his body still looked limp. Melisa looked confused, looking at the expression on the faces of Wildan and her mother-in-law who looked uninspired. Of course that makes him a question mark.
"How's our son doing, Mom? Is our son safe?" Melisa finally asked Wildan, because she had not seen her son.
The baby is still in the incubator. Requires blue light, due to high bilirubin levels in the blood. Wildan explained that to Melisa. He did not say anything else, seeing the condition of Melisa who still looks weak after cesarean section.
"Mel, why doesn't that kid look like Wildan? What are you doing with other men? Don't you think that kid isn't Wildan's kid? You tricked Wildan," cerocos Mama Risma.
"Why would you accuse me of doing it with someone else? That kid is Mas Wildan's kid. I never did it again with another man. I just regained consciousness a few hours ago, the pain I felt was still so pronounced. I fought to give birth to a child for Mas Wildan, a granddaughter for my mother," Melisa tried to defend herself. Of course he can't tell you what the truth is.
"Already Ma, don't discuss it now! That's right what Melisa said, Ma. Think also about Melisa's current condition," Wildan said trying to give understanding to the mother.
Their conversation stopped, because the doctor came. She said Melisa's newborn son had anemia and had to have a blood transfusion. Doctors suggested Wildan donate his blood, to save his son.
"What is blood type A? My blood type is not A, Doc! The wrong doctor may. My blood type is B" Wildan said. Wildan was shocked to hear the doctor's words. He looked directly at Melisa. The suspicion is getting bigger. Melisa was getting scared. Wildan would definitely corner him with questions.
"Can't be wrong. But why is that kid blood type A. Melisa's mother also blood type B," said the doctor.
Finally, the doctor told the lab staff to double-check. Worried there was a mistake, in determining the blood type of the new baby Melisa was born. Wildan's patience is over, he believes that Melisa has deceived him.
"Jawab my question, Mel! I ask you to be honest! Don't let you, I'm reporting the police! With accusations, fraud. Is that right, that kid is not my son? That boy is the son of the man we met that day. You've been deceiving me, haven't you? God has shown me your rottenness all this time" Wildan said to Melisa. His voice sounded vibrating. Resist the disappointment Wildan felt. Wildan looks in shock.