A pregnant woman stepped into Azmar's company. She walked towards the inquiry counter.

"Excuse me, can I see Sir Azmar?"

"Sir Azmar? Who are you, miss?"

The well-dressed woman in uniform asked. She thought of something.

"I...I'm Fiqah...his friend..I..really want to see him now."

She stammered. Fidgeting every time she uttered words.

"Ahm, if that's the case, wait a minute."

He quickly picked up the phone and dialled Azmar's number. His call was immediately answered.

"Good afternoon, sir. Miss Fiqah is here to meet you."

"I'm busy right now. Talk to her, I don't have time to see her."

Azmar in the call said.

"Okay, sir."

His is placed behind.

"I'm sorry, miss... Sir Azmar said he's busy now. I'm sorry, miss.."

The woman said politely. Fiqah, who was heavily pregnant, changed her expression to disappointment. She left the inquiry counter with a heavy step. Her thoughts wandered. Then her steps stopped. She remembered something.

'Don't see me again...Just pretend we never met.'

'I hate you..'

Azmar's words rang in his ears. His anger was burning. Quickly she turned back. What did she do with his angry emotions?

*****

"Sir Azmar! Sir!"

His secretary Sharul shouted as she ran into Azmar's office. She looked anxious.

"Sir... Sir Azmar.."

Sharul gasped after confronting Azmar. His eyes were fixed on Sharul.

"Why is this?"

"Sir..there is a woman...I want to see you now...She has made a fuss downstairs. She said..she will tell you your secret if you don't come to see her now."

Hearing the news, Azmar gasped.

"What? How dare she make a fuss here?"

Azmar was furious. He began to be dissatisfied with Fiqah's reckless actions in his own company.

"Take me there now."

"Yes sir."

Azmar stepped quickly to the ground floor. With a feeling of anger, he took a big step towards Fiqah. He and Sharul went down to the ground floor using the elevator.

As soon as they got out of the elevator, they saw all the workers gathered around Fiqah. He quickly walked toward them.

"What's the problem?!"

Azmar's tone was high. He was very angry. All the workers there looked at him. The same with Fiqah. Their eyes met each other. Who is Fiqah? Why did Fiqah act bravely by making a fuss in front of others even though she was heavily pregnant?

******

"Why did you come? I told you not to see me again.."

Azmar sat on the sofa in a state of anger. Fiqah just bowed her head.

"I want to tell you something."

"Just be honest, what do you want? If you want money, I can take care of it.."

Azmar is too lazy to solve the problem. Only with money can eliminate Fiqah forever in his life.

"I didn't come to ask for money... But about.."

"What article? Our article? It's Fiqah.. I'm tired of serving you. Go away from my life and don't appear in front of my eyes again."

Fiqah received insults from Azmar. Tears flowed down her cheeks because her heart was so broken hearing Azmar's words that were like a sharp knife. She wiped her tears with the back of her hand.

"This child.. do you think, can he live without his father?"

Azmar quickly looked at Fiqah. His mind started to get confused.

"Don't use that as an excuse. I've already said it. Just about the pregnancy! You are stubborn, don't want to listen to me."

"But why? Azmar, you used not to be like this, you know. You used to know how to respect women, but when you're happy... It's easy for you to forget everything. Especially me."

"I don't want to waste time talking to you here. Get out now... Don't appear in front of me again. To find a man.. who is better than me. And start living happily without disturbing my life."

Azmar stood up and stood in front of his desk. He turned his back to Fiqah. With tears, Fiqah also stood up from the sofa while holding her stomach. Her watery eyes were sad and disappointed at Azmar's change. She walked heavily towards the outer door.

"Wait.."

Fiqah's steps stopped. Then she turned back to look at Azmar. She hoped there was something hopeful that Azmar said for now.

Azmar opened his wallet and pulled out a few tens of ringgit.

"Take this money...If anyone asks about us, just pretend you are mistaken for someone here."

He said while throwing the money toward Fiqah's face. Fiqah was humiliated that Azmar treated him so badly. The tears flowed faster and faster. Because she also needed money, without shame she collected the money scattered on the floor. Before walking out with a face disappointed. Why is Azmar so cruel to Fiqah, who is pregnant?

*****

Before that, they both met while working. They had both only worked part-time before. It's true, Fiqah said, Azmar used not to behave like that with women. Everyone, regardless of male or female, was treated well by him. And that's how Fiqah is. Fiqah fell in love with him when she saw the good side of Azmar with other people.

But because of love, Fiqah is willing to give her whole soul and body to Azmar. She trusts Azmar more and is even confident that Azmar will be responsible for her. But unfortunately, the appearance of Rosalina in her life changes her good self. She forgets everything about Fiqah, let alone the unborn child.

Rosalina, at that time, did not know about Azmar's relationship with Fiqah. She had also fallen in love with Azmar because Azmar had saved her before.

Rosalina is said to have almost been killed from behind because of her rich status. Azmar, as her hero, came to her rescue on the night of the incident. Since then, Rosalina has been a bit shocked to see Azmar's greatness against the man who tried to kill her. But because Azmar was very kind to Rosalina's family and saw Azmar's way of life and was in need and had no family, she decided to marry Azmar.

Even though Fiqah knew Azmar was going to marry Rosalina, she took time to keep quiet. They couldn't be stopped any longer. Until one day, Fiqah insisted on meeting Azmar.

"Why do you want to see me?"

Azmar said, sitting facing Fiqah. He wondered.

"Azmar, what about us? You don't love me anymore, right?"

"Love you? I never had feelings for you.."

"After that, what about the way you've been with me all this time? Have you forgotten?"

Fiqah tried to convince him. But all she got was a little laugh.

"Fiqah, I'll tell you early... It's all fake. I'm just pretending to love you. You shouldn't believe me."

Azmar said sloppily. He started acting arrogant even though he was not yet married to Rosalina.

"You... you said you were just pretending? So, you don't want to take responsibility for what you've done?!"

Fiqah was harsh. Everyone in the restaurant looked at the two of them. Azmar sighed for a long time.

"If that's the case, about the pregnancy now."

Hearing Azmar's simple solution, he gasped.

"You... you want me to about this pregnancy? Up to your heart.."

"That's not my problem... About the pregnancy. That's better than you continue. Looking at your stomach, it's still not clear that you're pregnant. It's good you abort the pregnancy."

"No...I won't drop it."

Death Fiqah objected to Azmar. He is not willing to kill the child in his womb. What is the sin of this little child?

"I love you...But..don't expect me to be responsible. Because that's your problem. Take care of it yourself."

"Azmar, why are you like this? Is it because of that girl... you changed?"

"Yes, because of that woman I changed. She is rich, she is also beautiful, she is even educated. The thing I can't forget the most is.. she gave me the to continue studying.. so that I could work in her father's company. Isn't my life happy enough when with her.. then you?"

Azmar's obsession does not run away just to pursue luxury. In the beginning, Azmar does not marry Rosalina based on love, but money is everything to him. He prefers Rosalina, the daughter of a rich person, to Fiqah, who is just an ordinary woman. Azmar's choice is towards badness.

"Azmar, you have changed a lot... Do you really.. hate me?"

Tears began to stagnate. It hurt Fiqah's heart to see Azmar's sudden change.

"Alright Fiqah.. Our relationship is over. You don't need to rely on me anymore.."

Azmar said, giving the final word. The more pain Fiqah felt.

"Don't see me again... Just pretend we never met."

Azmar said before standing up from the chair.

"Azmar!"

Hearing his name called, Azmar looked back. Looking back at Fiqah's face full of anxiety.

"I hate you.."

A scary word for Fiqah finally came out of Azmar's mouth. He immediately left Fiqah. How sad and disappointed Fiqah was to trust such a man so much? And even not want to take responsibility for his sins? That was Fiqah's nightmare all that time. Of course, she would not forget.