Chasing Love Husband Cold
Dilara .....

In a room Hary froze staring at the results of Dilara's blood test given to hospital officials. The old man wanted to disbelieve, but the real evidence was already in sight.

"W-what, my cu-cuku carrying?." Hary asked with a stammering voice.

A Doctor sitting right in front of Hary nodded his head.

"Yes, Sir. That's what we found from yesterday's blood test. The gestational age of Mrs Dilara is still very young, this is only the early weeks of her pregnancy." The doctor explained.

Hary choked. Not to be unhappy, this is great news for him where the granddaughter-in-law managed to contain the heir he had always wanted. But why this pregnancy came at the wedding of his grandchildren experienced a tempest.

"W-didn't Dilara or Alan already know about this pregnancy?."

The bespectacled doctor shook his head and replied, "Not yet, you are the first to know about Ms. Dilara's pregnancy."

"Good," muttered Hary which made the senior Doctor frown.

"Please, keep this pregnancy a secret for a while. Let me answer if anyone asks."

"Good, Sir." In the end, the doctor was able to breathe. A few moments ago he was frightened when asked to face and explain about the pain and the results of the splinter owned by Dilara in Hary who is the owner of Wirdo Hutomo Hospital, where he currently serves.

He himself did not know for sure who the patients in the VVIP class that Hary brought directly, and now she finds out that Dilara is the wife of Doctor Alan, who is also the granddaughter of Hary Wirdo Hustomo.

Various questions had been stuck, about Alan who was not at all accompanying and it was Hary who took an important role. But never mind, he was afraid to interfere especially to ask. Instead of getting an answer, he would be immediately kicked from this hospital because it was too presumptuous.

Hary kept Dilara's blood test results in a pocket. Let it be, he did not want to tell Dilara about the pregnancy for now. He was afraid that it would become a burden and make his daughter-in-law's granddaughter depressed. If Dilara asks about her illness eating she will answer if the woman is just exhausted and needs a lot of rest.

The man smiled happily as soon as he entered Dilara's treatment room. The granddaughter-in-law was enjoying fresh fruit, while the younger brother sat down to feed next to her

"Grandfather," call the two brothers to know Hary's presence.

"Hey, my grandfather is glad to see you're healthy." Hary approached, he rubbed Dilara's head crest with a pity. "Come, eat a lot" said Hary, who is possessed by Dilara.

"Grandfather, what sick brother?." Sena asked.

"Your brother is just exhausted. After resting and maintaining a diet, your brother's condition will improve as usual."

"O, really?." But why does Sena seem unsure of Alan's answer.

"Of course."

Although there was still some Dilara food on the table, Hary asked the attendant to prepare again. Hary said Dilara must eat nutritious foods to speed up recovery. As for Dilara, the woman had no appetite for food. His tongue tasted bitter despite eating even sweet food. But once he sees Hary's attention, Dilara forces him to eat. He must be healthy and recover as usual so as not to bother others.

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"Grandfather?."

"Hem, it's me." Hary pushed hard on the door again to close after she entered. Alan only shook his head, responding to Grandfather's careless behavior.

"Your wife is being treated and you're just sitting here. You don't have a husbandly man. At least show a little care, see it or maybe want to take care of it."

In his chair Alan clucked. He was lazy, especially to talk about Dilara.

"I told you before, I don't care."

Hary chuckles. The corner of his lips lifted like he did not believe the words of the grandson who had been taken care of wholeheartedly.

"It's so easy to say that you don't care, while you know that in this world other than her sisters, Dilara only has you!." Hary pressed every word that came out of her mouth in the hope that her granddaughter would understand and be able to change her decision.

Alan was laughing. The man closed the laptop then stared intently at Grandpa.

"Who said he only had brothers and me?. Lara still has a mother, she's got Diego. I don't know what Lara and Diego's relationship was until the woman who claimed to be Dilara's mother asked me to divorce her daughter."

Hary gasps. Yeah, he forgot. Didn't the housemaid also mention Diego when Dilara's departure occurred.

"Why bring another man. Here you are her husband while Dilara leaves the house because you asked and not of her own accord!."

"Alright, Cake. I'm dizzy. I'm lazy to talk about Dilara. I've released him and I won't care about him anymore." Alan refused to argue. He focused on the laptop screen.

Hary gaped, for whatever he never got this grim on Alan. Hary is furious because Alan no longer cares for Dilara especially the condition of the woman is pregnant.

"All right," said Hary in the end. The old man gave up in the end. "You've said many times that you don't care about Dilara anymore." Hary got up, then reached into the paper he kept in his pocket and threw it in front of Alan just like that. "See, and read it carefully. I hope after this you won't regret."

Alan glanced at the paper, looking at Grandfather for a moment before opening and reading it slowly.

"What is this?." Alan read every type on the paper.

"When I got pregnant, I wanted you to take care of her considering you were the biological father of the baby she was carrying. But after many times you said no matter, I changed my mind. Dilara will stay with me. He will always be under my watch, and I won't allow you to meet him until such time as I can't determine." Hary dropped the desk before leaving. As for Alan, the young doctor froze. For a moment his world stopped spinning as his grandfather said something he never expected. Dilara's pregnant.

"Di-dilara, pregnant?." Alan's stuck. After Hary's death he even looks confused.

"Certainly, Dilara is pregnant?." Alan monologue. "My wife's pregnant?." In the end the young man called Dilara a wife.

Tbc.