[Note] A Perfect Marriage

Dangerous And Surprised

...Never love someone who is not done with their past....

Throne destroyed. Now his heart is not only broken, but broken. The man sat on the floor leaning against his bed. With both legs bent, he sunk his head between the two. The hand that looked bruised on the back was unceasingly hitting and grabbing her hair.

The room that is getting more and more bristling it seems to be representing the state of the Throne. His life feels bleak. All the light that used to be bright around him, is now dimming. Even missing. The small candles around him, had now burned to the ground. The thing that was scattered around him, the glass and all that was broken apart, was like the melting of a candle, which affirmed his helplessness.

"If only then would I have trusted you, if only then had I chosen to be the husband in charge of the relationship that had been established. I'm definitely not going to lose the best woman like you ... Love," muttered the Throne gazing full of wounds portrait of his ex-wife.

The clear curtain slid, wetting the photo of a woman who was smiling sweetly. With his thumb, the man swept the paper surface right on the face of Love. The pain continued to gnaw at his heart.

The man took a deep breath as his chest felt tight and his breath choked in his throat. He could no longer cry even though his jaw had reached the density limit to hold the sob.

He's heartbroken. Not because of being left behind by his wife, but because everything he went through today reminds of the wounds that Love has endured so far.

"I love you, baby. I was stupid for never listening to you. You probably won't believe it when I say this, I .. feel so happy to know he's not my son. Am I so evil? I wish you were there then, but ... you–you've–aaakh!"

Braak!

The man shouted while raising his fist at the wooden table next to him. Fresh blood had already filled the back of the Throne's hand. I do not know how many and how many times the skin was scratched, to make it no longer white.

"You were right when you said I'd regret my decision. This is my punishment, right? This is the punishment you gave me, honey. I will serve this sentence for you. I'm just gonna live like this. You said you'd try to be happy, if it was with her. Blessed, Love. I will live with our memories. Just me, and your shadow. Goodbye, dear and good-bye also to you lady s*lan." The throne lit a fire, burned her wedding photo and Bella's.

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3 Weeks later....

A pregnant woman is seen walking by holding her waist. Sometimes he also grimaced as his stomach tightened and the pain spread to the back. Love continues to pass in the middle room. Tomorrow is the estimated day of the birth of the baby. However, it had been three days that she felt an upset stomach that was as if her son had wanted to get out right then and there.

"Are we going to the clinic now, son?" mira asked with a worried face seeing her daughter-in-law getting pale.

"The pain hasn't been too frequent, ma'am'. Maybe just a false contraction. Where's Rudi, ma'am'?"

"Ahead, it looks like it's on the same phone."

Love nodded slowly as she stroked her rounded stomach. " I want to follow Rudi yes, Mom'" said the woman and stepped slowly into the courtyard.

Love slowly opened the white door. The wind swept across the surface of Love's smooth skin, making the fine fur all over her body bristle. He grabbed the cloth that covered part of his body and stepped outside. The crescent moon is visible at the western end along with several stars surrounding the glowing object. Little smile on the thin lips of Love.

Now his gaze turned to Rudi who was not yet aware of his presence. She stood on the porch, occasionally trying to peek at the person on her husband's phone screen, but not even being seen. He decided to get closer. It was not usual for the man to step away from her while answering the phone. This of course makes a wife very curious about their conversation.

"I've transferred seven hundred million. Sorry for not being able to send more, but hopefully it can help a little."

Love squinted at when she heard Rudi's words.

Why would he transfer that kind of money? Does he have debt? Why didn't you tell me? batin Cinta while looking at Rudi full of questions.

"Thank you very much, Rud. Sorry to bother you. I don't know who else to ask for help," said friend Rudi whose voice sounded familiar in the ears of Love. The Malay Logat is so thick.

Now his feelings are not good. His curiosity is increasing. The pregnant woman stepped slightly to the side for the 6.7inc screen to be seen.

The deg!

Love's breath seemed to be stuck in the throat when he could finally see the face of the other person Rudi. He vibrates. Slowly his hands clenched tightly until his veins protruded. The woman's chest seemed to be going up and down faster. His mind was still floating in the air, unable to believe what he was seeing right now. The tail of Love's eyes glanced sharply at her husband.

...Seriate.......

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Cieee, from the smell of someone who wants to protest, nih.

"Hanging, Sim."

"Please, yes Simi do not mention the same Love+Rudi!" (while emot meledug head)

Ha-ha-ha, so mbah Jambrong me now.

Look forward to their story, honey. See you soon.