Charm Wife Titipan

8. Escape

"Trust me all, Nimas. I am the man who will be your future husband. So you should follow me. Now, I have to get to the office. Later in the afternoon I will take you to Dikter. You're okay, right alone? It's my number, you can call me if there's anything." Shaka handed me a business card with his personal number.

"Yes. Thank you." Thank you."

Shaka passed from there. He quickly went to the office without taking down Nimas's bag, apparently forgetting the bag that was still in the trunk of his car.

A few meters away from Bryan's yard, Shaka's cell phone rings again.

Raisa's. That was the name written on his flat object screen. Reading the rows of letters that lined up made Shaka remember that his business with the girl was not over. Last night the girl left with anger and tears coming together.

"Yes, Raisa?"

"Where are you going, anyway? From earlier I did not pick up the phone," cried Raisa angry.

"Yes sorry. I didn't hear. What's up?"

"What's wrong? Did you forget today to take me? You promised me a few days ago."

"Geez, I forgot. I'm sorry, but I'm there now. There's something I want to talk about."

Yes, Shaka plans to break off his relationship with Raisa. Decisions that will hurt themselves. He has sacrificed a lot here, but everyone has cornered him. No one wants to be in Shaka's position, but everyone seems to be adding to the real heartache he feels.

"What did you say? Don't tell me you want to talk about yesterday, yeah." Raisa's feeling already bad.

"Yes, what else do you want to say? I'm sorry Raisa, not that I don't love you. But I can't... "

"That's enough, Shaka! If you want to marry her, marry her. But you have to take care of yourself for me. Don't touch him, don't let him touch you. After she gives birth, you have to divorce her. My decision remains the same as yesterday, Shaka. And always will, I don't want our relationship to end. Our relationship is fine and there are no problems. We are harmonious all this time, our relationship is not in the hands of everyone. And you want to just end it? I can't, Shaka. Our relationship will continue. Point."

The phone was cut off after that. Shaka throws the phone into the passenger seat on his left. Again he breathed a long breath. The stubborn Raisa instead hurt herself by doing this.

Shaka on the edge of worry. What Raisa said was true. The relationship they had been in was fine and there were no big problems. Shaka does not blame Raisa completely, he realizes no one can accept sincerely if the relationship is finished just like that because of the problems caused by others.

"I have to, God."

Shakah! You don't love Nimas and vice versa. It will not hurt anyone if you continue your previous relationship.

Not Shaka! No matter how you feel and Nimas, you will become a husband and wife. A sacred relationship that cannot be played. Sin does not care whether you love your wife or not. Sin does not care about your feelings. You will still sin if you are in a relationship with another woman when you are married.

Nimas is not your responsibility, with you marrying him is more than enough. Your actions hurt many people just to grant one person's request.

Trust remains trust. Don't let Bryan and your family take on a prolonged sin by abandoning the baby in Nimas' womb.

Arghh

Shaka hit the steering wheel that was in front of him. His heart and logic are struggling. This incongruity makes Shaka really want to dig a hole for himself.

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"Where is my bag? Don't-don't get left in Shaka's car." Nimas circled his gaze to the room around him looking for the bag he had brought from his boarding house.

I don't know how long Nimas has been standing thinking about what he should do. Letting Shaka marry her or having to endure this disgrace alone. It had already crossed his head, he wanted to escape from here. He does not want to be a burden on Shaka or his family. He also does not want to marry someone who does not love him or love him. According to Nimas, this is not fair to Shaka. This boy is not his responsibility, that's what fills Nimas' headroom.

Nimas was determined to leave the house. Without knowing where he wanted to go, he did not know where he was now, and where would he go? Nimas had no idea which way he was going.

Following his heart, that was all Nimas could do now. He walked down a completely unfamiliar street in his sight. He just followed the footsteps that he would know where he was going.

"Ah." No matter how long Nimas walked on the sidewalk, suddenly he felt his stomach cramp a little. Finally he decided to rest in a shop that sold grilled chicken.

Nimas wanted to eat, but seeing the burnt chicken he was already nauseous. Not to mention the aroma that burst out and entered freely into his nose.

"Can I have one hot tea?" nimas Pinta.

Not that he had no money, but right now he just wanted to warm his stomach. Fortunately, the small bag that was stuck on his shoulder was still in his arms when he fainted.

"Thank you." Nimas immediately sipped the warm tea so that his body could be fresher.

In his silence, he was beginning to think back where he wanted to go. It just crossed his head that he wanted to go home. But in the next second, he was unprepared for the tantrums of his parents as well as the shame they would endure for life.

Do I really have to face it alone?

Nimas immediately finished the warm tea and paid for it and left the shop. He had to make a journey that would either adventure to where.

His only choice at this moment was that he should find a place to rest. As if tirelessly and carelessly, Nimas continued to walk along the pavement challenging the heat of the sun that was starting to sting. Even the sweat on his forehead was beginning to show.

Tired up? Don't ask. Anyone would be tired of walking if the trip was far especially in a young pregnant state like this. Time and again the twenty-two-year-old girl wiped her sweat-filled forehead.

"It's noon, I'm hungry. But I don't have a very big appetite. Buy what, yeah?" nimas murmured, looking around, perhaps something could enter his stomach.

"Ah that's him. Hopefully with fruit soup I can take my hunger away." Nimas walked faster to reach the crowded fruit soup.