
Dita collects clams scattered on the beach. The woman threw it back into the ocean. Dita looks so happy. He hasn't been to the beach for a long time. Last time Raffa asked her to be his wife.
"You look so happy. How many months of your pregnancy have you been?" said someone, made Dita shocked and looked at the origin of the voice.
"Mas Raffa ...."
"After the child is born, you should come back with me. We're still tied to marriage. Don't forget that!" raffa Ancam.
"I'll never come back with you, Mom. We've been divorced since you sold me and didn't support me."
"Who says I don't support you. You should be grateful I left it with Mr. Rendra. Look at you now. It's better, isn't it? Nice clothes and good food. After giving birth to the boy, who knows you can make even more money."
Dita became furious at the man's words. How could Raffa say he would ask himself to be sold again.
"Are you crazy, Mom? You want to sell me back. What's in your head? Is it just money and gambling?"
"Don't say much. Is it because now you're staying with Rendra's boss so you dare to defy my words!"
"Why should I be afraid? If I need to, I'll do what you did to the police!"
Raffa advanced and gripped Dita's wrist hard, so the woman cried in pain.
"Let go, Mas. Pain ...," said Dita a little scream.
"Cry! You think that guy cares. She won't care about you, all she wants is a child from your womb. After giving birth she will definitely leave you and throw you away like trash! So don't be proud yet."
"I also don't care if in the end Mr. Rendra dumped me because we did not have a bond. That one is you, Mas. Why did you marry me? Just make you sell."
Raffa smiled obliquely, and further strengthened the grip of his hand, back Dita grimaced with pain.
"It's my goal to get married because I want to sell you. Pretty good, I can make a splash."
From a distance Raffa saw Rendra standing from his seat. He let go of Dita's hand. Before leaving, Raffa said, "Remember, we will meet after you give birth. In the agreement I only loaned you to conceive Mr. Rendra's child. Wait for me to pick you up."
Raffa turned around and walked quickly away from Dita. The woman saw her red wrist that Raffa had clutched earlier.
"Why look at me like that. You don't like me hugging."
"No, Sir. But ...."
"But what?"
"I thought Mr. Mas Raffa, my husband."
"I'm telling you, I don't like being called Father."
"I don't know what to call?"
"You call your husband Mas?"
"Yes, sir."
"If you call me, my mother. Why do you think I'm your husband? Do you miss seeing her again?"
"No, Sir. I don't want to see Raffa anymore. I even want to be free of my husband."
Rendra raised her eyebrows looking at Dita. Rendra remembered his agreement with Raffa, which was if the man loaned Dita to be able to conceive her child. After that Rendra will release Dita back.
Rendra did not expect that he was bound to Dita. He used to agree to the agreement because in Rendra's mind there was no way he could like and bond with women other than Anggun.
Admittedly, Rendra is now getting comfortable with Dita. What if her husband did come to pick her up after Dita gave birth to her son. Will he be able to just let go of that woman.
"Sir, why is it? Why dream?" tanya Dita looked at the pensive Rendra. The man was shocked when Dita touched his arm.
"Later after my business is done, we'll find your husband."
"Rubber, Sir. Very good father," said Dita hugged Rendra. The man returned Dita's embrace.
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