Betrayal on the First Night

Chapter 87: The Real Situation

For a while, Mama Rima was as if glued to the spot. Melt tears flowing on the cheeks as if enough to explain that the princess alone is not in a state of good. 

The nearly half-century-old woman grabbed a piece of tissue and rubbed her wet cheeks. Aby's gaze seemed to urge an answer. 

"Well, what's the matter?" Aby began to feel fear slowly infiltrate into the heart. What if there really was something Dew hid from him. 

"Dew hasn't said anything to you about this?" The question made Aby's heart beat even more. Various bad guesses began to take root in his mind. Unable to reply verbally, the man could only shake his head. 

Makes Mama Rima take a deep breath. In just a few seconds, there was already the sound of sobs.

"The doctor said the chances of Dew getting pregnant were small because there was a cyst growing in her uterus." 

The answer my mother gave me was like a lightning strike to Aby. The man's body trembled violently. To think it feels so hard. Aby really hoped that what her sense of hearing had just caught was wrong. 

"Crista?" tanyanya did not believe. "But why didn't Dew say? At least if he's honest, we can both find a solution." 

Mama did not deny that the silence Dewun is a mistake. As a wife, she should be more open to her husband. However, Mama Rima knew very well what made Dew silent and kept his own problem. 

"Mama has often asked Dew to tell you about this. He said it took time. But you know actually Dew is afraid that you can't accept and choose to leave her." 

"Same Dew know since when?" asked Aby again with a feeling of being more and more careless.

"A few weeks after you got married. Mama also just found out after accidentally finding the results of the Dew check in the closet." 

Aby's thick eyebrows intertwined to form an arrow bow. Counting down the time that has passed. If a few weeks after marriage, it means before they make up.

A pair of Aby's eyes were closed along with a heavy breath. He failed as a husband. When his wife struggles alone with fear and pain, he spends time with other women.

"I'm sorry, Mah. I really don't know about this," Aby said regretfully.

"It's not your fault, son. The circumstances that make everything like this. Better, you guys talk it all over with cool heads. I'm sure Dewun didn't mean to hide this from you."

Aby nodded slowly.

Some time ago he had made a promise never to hurt his wife again. However, this morning he had repeated the same mistake of just leaving while slamming the door. Even the hard-earned breakfast made Dew was not glimpsed in the slightest. 

It took 20 minutes for Aby to get home. He rushed in to find his wife. However, Dew was not invisible in the place where she usually waited for her husband's return. 

"Darling ..." call Aby, as she steps towards the kitchen. The absence of Dew there made Aby sure that his wife was in the room. 

Sure enough, as soon as he arrived in front of the half-open room door, he turned his head inside. Dew appears to be sitting hugging the knees on the floor beside the bed. 

Aby froze, when she heard a hiccup from inside. Where is the strong and decisive woman he has known so far? Aby could even hear how Dew's breath was faltering withstanding the cries. Then, has the Dew often cried secretly alone? 

Aby stepped in and crouched down in front of his wife. His hands stretched out caressing the top of his head. 

"Darling ... Why crying?" tanyanya gently. 

The newly realized dew of her husband's arrival soon looked up.

Aby immediately grabbed the woman when she saw her swollen and reddened eyes. He was sure that Dewun had been crying long enough. 

"We sit down first, yuk," he gently asked. Then he led his wife to sit on the sofa.

"I'm sorry," he said, still in a staggered voice holding back tears. "I don't want to have children. What woman does not want to be a mother?" 

Aby did not answer. As if to make room for the Dew to spill all its sadness. 

"You once intended to divorce me the first night we got married. If I can't give you a child, will you really leave me?" 

A piece of guilt was getting into Aby's heart. All he did was hold his wife tighter.

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