
Sarah starts cleaning the house, after Ervan and Tirta go home. He bathed the little one, then gave her milk. Sitting quietly, to rethink, the decision he had to make.
However, no matter how long he thought, the results remained the same. He was already overwhelmed by the words of his husband.
"Wait here, Mama to the kitchen first." Give a kiss, before leaving the room.
The sound of the doorbell rang out, he put down a plate that he was going to wash.
Who's been visiting so early? What aunt? Mumbled while stepping.
"Who are you looking for?"
A girl was standing at the door, with long hair, but with puffy eyes.
"I'm Clarissa." Hands out to get acquainted."Can we talk?"
"I'm sorry, but I don't know you."
"I'm Ervan's fiancee."
The deg!
Sarah froze, jolted at the girl's confession in front of her.
"Wedding?" Trying to be calm. "But we're married."
"Can we talk inside?"
Clarissa began to feel aching, standing up without being invited in.
"Sorry, please."
Clarissa's gaze, sweeping across the room. Sitting on the sofa, keeping an eye on Sarah who had sat first.
"What's looking for me?"
Instead of replying, Clarissa squealed on the floor, sobbing with a hoarse voice. Sarah is confused.
"You why?"
"Sister, please help me! Hicks..hiks...." Wiping her tears. "I'm confused now, what should I do? Brother Ervan has already desecrated me, what if I am pregnant and he does not want responsibility, hiks...."
"What do you mean?"
Sarah flinched and got up from her sitting position.
"Sister Ervan has touched me. I beg of you, please let go of Ervan, to hold him accountable to me."
"You're crazy!" Sarah's breathing rhythm is irregular. "Do you have any evidence? I don't believe in a girl like you, now go!"
Sarah was so sure, Ervan couldn't have done it. Plus the story of Alan this morning, made Sarah not waver in the slightest.
"Sister, me and Ervan's brother were once betrothed and nearly married. You can ask Aunt Sandra and Uncle Izzam. We love each other."
Sarah's thoughts began to worry, Clarissa was very sure of his words, let alone mention the name of Ervan's parents.
"If you've been betrothed, why would he choose to leave you and force me to marry him." Sarah's voice began to rise.
What does he mean? Why did Ervan force her to marry? Is he lying to me?
Clarissa monologued, bowing her head, while tuning her face. He was sobbing, teary-eyed, showing how miserable his life was now.
"Because, he wants to repay me. Brother Ervan is jealous and misunderstood, at my senior. Please, Brother! Trust me!"
Deg. Is Ervan like this? Dumped every girl he fucked.
"Sit down" said Sarah, in a weak tone. "Tell me, what's really going on?"
Clarissa cheered cheerfully inwardly, still with a pitiful face. He wiped his tears.
"See this, Brother!" Clarissa gave up her phone.
Sarah took it, without asking. He watched the video on Clarissa's phone.
Video taken from the side, to clearly show two lovebirds sitting on the sofa. The man with one hand lowered the clothesline of his partner. The other hand, felt his chest with a mischievous smile on his face. While whispering, I don't know what he said, because it didn't sound clear. Only the voice of the woman, who sighed because it got stimulation.
Sarah's tears have dripped, the feeling of worry is now gone. The 1-minute 42-second video, ending in the sound of ****** and a leg up, was on the couch, though the two lovebirds were not clearly visible. Because, before, they moved places, so it was not recorded in the camera.
"Sister, I'm sorry." Grasping Sarah's hand. "I didn't mean to, ruin your marriage. But, I don't know at all, if Ervan's brother is married."
Sarah was silent, crying out with her disappointment spilled. Turns out, all that nonsense, either Ervan or Alan said.
"Are you filming it on purpose?"
Sarah asked, however, the video recording was intentionally done.
"No, sis. I don't actually know about the cameras in my apartment. I found out, when my parents showed me this yesterday. I was in shock, apparently all this time they secretly put a camera to watch me. Because, I chose to live alone in the apartment."
Sarah supported her head with both hands, looking down. Her tears fell on the floor. The feeling that was already broken, could not be repaired anymore. Scenes in video and voice*****, recorded clearly in his memory.
He's a guy like that. The bastard who always runs away from responsibility. Sarah's heart was cursing and raging.
In front of her, Clarissa still sobbed, but her smile began to be etched as the woman in front of her lowered her head in tears.
"Sister, forget if I ask to release Ervan's brother. She's pretty responsible for me, I'm willing to be her second wife. If I'm not pregnant, she can divorce me."
Sarah raised her face, looking at Clarissa whose thought path, was too simple.
"How can you think like that?"
"Sorry, Brother. But, I don't want to be the third person to ruin your marriage" she said, looking back down as if feeling very guilty about everything that happened.
"Go home. I'll talk to Ervan."
"But, Kak_"
"I know what you mean, but it's none of your business. I'll do what I think is right."
Clarissa relented, rising up to leave Sarah's apartment. Just as the apartment door was closed, the look on his face had changed. Happy mixed happy matchless.
No loss, he spent a lot of money, to follow Ervan. In addition, hire an expert to edit their videos that night.
After, getting the results she wanted, Clarissa performed the show in front of her parents, adding herbs and tears to the story. Making the mother and father angry, to meet Ervan's parents to hold him accountable.
With a little, their help, then all the roads that will pass through, become free of obstacles.
Just one more step left, making a great quarrel until the couple chose to separate. Ah, very easy and fun. Clarissa smiled, impatient to hear the happy news tomorrow.
Inside the apartment, Sarah was still sitting on the sofa. Crying a mouthful, after Clarissa's presence messed up her heart and mind.
The girl's confession and the video footage, made her mind shaken. I see, it's easy for Ervan to do that. Sweet as banished, as the saying goes, to describe the nature of the husband.
Clarissa's current state, is exactly the same, what happened to her first. The question now is, will he succumb, to the fate of the girl? Then, what about her? What is the fate of their child?