BEAUTIFUL REUNION IN TWO

92. Ocean of Disappointment

Like a hot worm. That is how Tristan feels. He was very agitated and not calm with the presence of his fellow alumni visiting Nadia and the baby who was born.

All the compliments of his colleagues will be good looks, nose and brown eyes baby was increasingly making him nelangsa. Because he felt that praise was an insinuation and ridicule for him, if the baby was not his flesh and blood.

"Duh Nadia, what a funny baby. Looked like who? Like Tristan or like you?" said Rahmania, looking at Nadia alternating with herself.

"Who did you look like? The nose does not look like Nadia. It doesn't look like Tristan either. His eyes are brown, different from the eyes of Nadia and Tristan," said Mithalia, like deliberately making fun of him, playing tricks on his feelings.

While he can only smile knots, where both lips close tightly and form a straight line on the face, implying immense embarrassment.

He doesn't know how to make it look okay. He's not good at acting. The wounds that have not dried again gap and bleed. Forever the shame of the disgrace of his household will continue to settle in him. It will not be forgotten and will continue to affect him.

In the name of love, he has tried to come to terms with his wife's scandal. But the presence of the baby made it fall back to its lowest point. He was not sure he could fix his house. Because every time he saw the baby, the man's face would be imagined. The enemy is a loyal friend.

"His face is a fusion between Tristan and Nadia" said Janah, just to comfort his heart, because it was very clear the baby looked like a traitor.

The presence of the baby again made his soul shaken. Deep feelings of sadness, resentment, hurt, and disappointment accumulate to weigh heavily on the mind.

His mind was already in pain to accommodate the shame and humiliated feelings. Maybe that was his fate, misfortune continued to overshadow him. And now, the word love and apology alone is not enough to be the foundation of a solid household. Since the affair was an atomic bomb with a violent explosion, the blast wave tidied up the runway of the household that had been awakened.

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Nadia is very pity and pity to see Tristan who was hit with the presence of his High School alumni friends. Her husband became more silent and sat contemplating himself. Tristan remained with her in the hospital until she and Baby Glor were discharged.

He did not want to continue to torture Tristan with this kind of situation. So as soon as he returned home, he moved the baby box to the front room. He and Baby Glor slept in the front room. She told her in-laws to make the front room a nursery, so that her in-laws would not worry about her relationship with Tristan.

Now she enjoys her days with the rush of being a mother of a baby that grows even more adorable. Tiny and funny. Cheeks are getting plump.

Every time he bathed baby Glor, he would dress the baby. Then take a photo and upload it to social media. Every photo or video he uploads, harvest comments that contain praise and prayers of kindness for his bright brown-eyed looking baby.

Does the owner of the brown eyes that are far away there can see the baby Glor photo?

Or did he expect her to see it?

*Did Bimasena know she had given birth?

I don't know*.

He was still doing his job, taking care of the house and preparing food for Tristan. But he had already slept separately with Tristan. Almost every day, Tristan comes home at night, so the time to communicate with Tristan is very limited.

Tristan often comes home late not because of a lot of work. But Tristan no longer feel at home because of the presence of baby Glor. Moreover, his attention was currently fixed on the baby Glor.

She doesn't want to miss the birth holidays. He spent it observing the development of baby Glor. Observing how baby Glor when crying asking for ASI, how the legs and hands of baby Glor move in rhythm. Or baby Glor who laughs while sleeping.

What a beautiful dream my son.

A miracle that he was so grateful for. But sometimes her heart cries to see her baby. Because baby Glor is full of love from a mother, but does not feel the cradle of a father. The baby still has a father in this world.

No. gabe.

He can't interfere with the man's life anymore. Let him be there for his own happiness. Maybe he's happy with the former Miss Venezuela or other classy beautiful women. He is confident, can live life even if only alone with baby Glor.

And Tristan as well. Her husband should achieve his own happiness. Because living together with him is no longer reassuring for Tristan.

So once there was an opportunity that he thought was a good time to talk to Tristan, he sat down next to Tristan on the living room couch.

As he sat next to Tristan, he could see Tristan replying to a message on his phone.

"Glor's asleep" asked Tristan, glanced at him for a moment, then returned enthusiastic with his cellphone.

"Here you go" he answered briefly. His eyes kept looking at Tristan's face.

"I want to apologize, the presence of baby Glor makes you feel uncomfortable" he continued.

Tristan put the phone he held on the table, then smiled bitterly with a look at the phone on the table.

"It's not easy. It's not that I can't accept Glor, Nadia. But his face always reminds me of Bimasena's." Tristan looked at her, then continued, "I can forgive you for the love and bond of marriage. But until now I have not been able to forgive that person. The wounds here have not healed. And it hurts every time I remember his face." Tristan holds the chest.

Nadia also laughed bitterly, then looked down and said,

"We've been trying to repair our once fractured relationship. We've also been trying to defend our household."

"I thank you for forgiving me and accepting me back. Because not many husbands can forgive an unfaithful wife and incite shame."

"But the mistake I made was fatal. Maybe you have tried hard to forgive and improve our relationship. You fought to accept my disgrace. But even you are depressed by the pain."

"You can't keep hugging Tris's disappointment and heartache. You must let go of the sorrow for the sins I have committed and rise to your happiness. Your happiness will never be perfect if me and baby Glor are still around you."

"Therefore, from tomorrow we are better off going it alone. We better be willing to let each other go. Maybe the sky's decided, we should stop here." Nadia stopped talking, as she began to sob.

Seeing her cry, Tristan opened his voice.

"I've tried to survive the storm of trials, but it turns out I can't afford to go through the dark times. The heartache has penetrated into the heart and is difficult to heal. "

"I continued to be immersed in a sea of disappointment and sadness. And my circumstances, like this, will not appease your soul. So as you say, farewell is better for us. Then we look for the happiness of each other's lives" continued Tristan.

Tristan was silent for a moment.

"Are you ready?" tristan asked him.

She wiped her tears with her fingers. Then looked at Tristan fixedly and replied,

"Yes, I'm ready," he replied steadily though in a hoarse voice.