An Unwanted Marriage

Seeking Solutions

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"What is always imagined is his slow breath and a hose attached to his nose. You know what ? He breathed his last breath after I came. Imagine... He struggled with life, breathing with difficulty just to wait for me... Waiting for me who doesn't care about him until he's gone for good." Clearly Andre with his raucous voice and reddened eyes held back the cries. He took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, trying as hard as he could to control his emotions when he told a story and Alya listened carefully not to cut off Andre's talk or judge the bad deeds that the man had done.

"After his departure it was painful. Often I wake up in the middle of the night with a feeling of guilt that continues to haunt." said Andre again while squeezing his own hair with both hands and his head bowed to hide the tears that had been unstoppable again.

Alya let go of the man who was carrying the weight of his heart. He waited for the right time to speak.

Andre again took a deep breath and straightened his body. Now it's not that tight.

"Have you finished ?" alya and Andre asked nodding their heads in response.

"Now just find a solution and you yourself have to do it." continued Alya again and Andre furrowed his eyebrows do not understand.

"Every person who cares will only feel concerned about your circumstances but who can save you is yourself." continued Alya and Andre silently listened.

"We start with your illness, do you want to heal ?" ask Alya.

"Of course I want to" replied Andre steadily.

"If so you have to be disciplined during the treatment. Lucky for you because this disease can still be treated. But if you want to recover then you no longer do **** free as before."

"But consulting about this disease is not easy, I'm ashamed to say it every time. And just so you know I've stopped doing that for months. I don't sleep with any woman anymore."

"If so see a doctor that you trust and commit to complete treatment." Alya concluded.

"Gibran ?" andre asked a little doubtfully.

"Yes, you can meet him. I see on his Instagram page he often provides information about infectious diseases sek**al. I'm sure he can help you heal."

"Anyhow if he doesn't want to ?" andre asked doubtfully.

"She'll want to, because she's a professional."

Andre also understood.

"Regarding the baby that has left you, what do you want ?" ask Alya.

"A.. I want him to know that I'm really sorry for what I did, I want him to know that I'm his true father." replied Andre with his face back mellow.

"If so admit if he is your son," said Alya.

"You mean ?" Andre asked, not understanding.

"It could be by giving your name to him in recognition that he's your son."

"My family won't admit it. Like I said my mom doesn't want to hear this story anymore" Andre said with a wry smile.

"Do not use your surname, just give it your name. Let's try to find a suitable name. What does Amanda like ?"

"Money," replied Andre, smiling with disgust at how Amanda approached him for money

"In addition, it is not good to talk about the bad things of someone who has died" said Alya upset.

"Cars, bags, jewelry, make up, flowers." replied Andre.

"What flowers ?" alya asked cutting off Andre's conversation.

"Roses and Lily. She always liked what Sabina liked."

"Mmm let's try Lily and Amandana... What if Liliana ?" ask Alya.

"Liliana ?" Andre furrowed his brows not understanding.

"Liliana Andreas, your son's name and Amanda's. You can write the name on his tombstone so he gets your recognition." explained Alya and Andre's sad face is now warmed.

"Can that be ?" ask Andre.

"Try asking first, if you can then change."

Andre agreed.

"See, there is a way out that you can take." said Alya, smiling.

"Why can you be this calm and tough ?" andre asked in admiration.

"I ? My life is not easy. After my husband died I had to be a mother and father to Raka. And no one can save us but ourselves. Therefore, I always put logic before feelings." explained Alya.

"Don't want to get married again ?" ask Andre

"My life is still full of Raka and work, I haven't thought in that direction. I just want to give the best for Raka, I focus on making money to meet our needs." Alya replied with a laugh.

"Mmm, well I'll offer you another job that can make you some extra money. You want ?" ask Andre.

"Of course." Alya answered without hesitation.

"Seriously ?" ask Alya.

"Yes, of course I'm serious. I'll give you a fee

50 Percent of your salary." persuaded Andre.

"Alright," Alya agreed to what Andre offered him. They shook hands as a sign of agreement.

***

Gibran is currently driving his car to the airport to deliver his mother who has lived in Jakarta for almost 2 months since Sabina was about to give birth.

His mother was anxious because of the presence of a young nurse who seemed interested in his son. He does not want the presence of Ria to be a bully in the household life of his son.

"Gibran, why are you hiring that nun ?"

"Why ma'am ?" Gibran turned his head to look at the mother sitting next to him.

"That nurse, why did you choose her ?"

"Ah, because the foundation recommended her. According to them, Ria was nimble and deft." replied Gibran.

"But I'm worried about him, the way he sees you is certain he's interested in you."

"What the hell, Mom ?" Gibran asked back.

"You are not sensitive about women" replied the mother and Gibran laughed.

"Mother don't worry, I won't be tempted by a woman like her. To conquer Sabina's heart was not easy. Now that Sabina's love is mine, of course I will keep my heart as strong as possible so as not to be broken. I love my son and my wife so much, I can't do anything stupid. Believe me." said Gibran. He tried to calm his mother.

"Thank God if so" the mother said.

"Mother, Sabina is a smart woman. There's no way she would let her husband be seduced by another woman" Gibran said, laughing. He remembered how Sabina was so possessive of him, and vice versa.

Gibran's mother nodded in understanding, and she believed that her son and daughter-in-law could take good care of themselves.

***

At home, Sabina had now explained what Ria had to do. Even though the woman was still watching how Sabina walked.

Even so Sabina did not show a face yak like or reprimand him. He had gotten used to it and hoped that Ria would get used to it later.

And one more thing that Sabina realized, her new nun will pay attention to the photo Gibran on display. Sabina could see clearly if the woman was interested in her husband. But Sabina could not immediately fire him because there was no evidence and what Gibran would say later if his jealousy could not be controlled.

But Sabina is not a fool, believing Gibran will never betray her. Even so Sabina also had to be on her guard.

"Do you understand ?" sabina asked her new sister.

"Sure, ma'am" he answered obediently.

"Oh yes one more, your working hours from 8 am to 5 pm. After my husband came home, I no longer needed your help because we were going to take care of both of our babies. You can stay in the back area of the house with the other servants and can only enter the main house if I call." obviously Sabina and Ria could not hide their shocked faces.

"My husband and I need privacy."

"oh. ten of course." answered Ria stammered.

***

The next morning Gibran arrived at the hospital on time, smiling as he recalled what Sabina had explained last night about the new sister's Ria working hours.

Gibran realized that Sabina was building her defense from bullies and for whatever sake she was very happy because then she knew that Sabina also loved him very much and was afraid of losing him.

Gibran was still smiling until his first patient came in - a man he knew well - and at once the smile disappeared from his face changing into a piercing cold look.

"Well did you come here ?" ask Gibran ketus.

"What is your welcome like this to the patient ? but how many patients do you have every day?" Andre asked again as he sat his body in front of Gibran.

"Gue is like you doang." replied Gibran lazily.

"Gosh," murmured Andre but Gibran could still hear him.

"Who is it, Ndre ? my wife's business is done, right?" ask Gibran worriedly. He did not want Andre to come to ask his permission to meet Sabina again.

"Lo's wife ? this has nothing to do with Sabina." replied Andre a little confused.

"Gue came for treatment, I want to ask you for help to do this disease that I desire." continued Andre.

Not yet Gibran spoke, a woman knocked on Gibran's practice-room door and entered it.

"Sorry I'm late, I have to take Raka first."Said Alya who now sits her body right next to Andre.

to be continuous & ''Stopped 'em