
After visiting her son who had grown up, Pratiwi told her husband to take care of their daughter for a while, he left for a while, there is a business that he must take care of as soon as possible.
Pratiwi reached into the phone from his big tote bag. He contacted someone to ask about Darwin's departure yesterday. Finished speaking, Pratiwi closed the call. He was a little surprised to see Asmira's private driver behind him.
“You, make a surprise.”
“Yesterday when we drove Mr. Darwin to the airport, I saw him with a beautiful woman,” tell Mr. Yun.
Pratiwi opened his phone, he showed a picture of a woman to Mr. Yun. “What is this guy?”
“Yes, this was a woman yesterday. This woman also sent a gift to the house a few days ago,”, said Mr. Yun again.
Without them realizing there was someone who was eavesdropping on their conversation which was none other than Asmira. The pregnant woman, covering her mouth with her hands, held her voice to not scream. Thread by tear fell on his cheek. He gently caresses his stomach. Asmira bit her lower lip to hold back her increasingly bitter sobs. It was bitter that she had to know that her husband lied to her a second time.
“God. How heavy a trial You gave me,” shrewd Asmira. He ran to Evano's treatment room.
Arriving in the room, he saw that Evano was awake. His face was suddenly cramped, he approached his son he hugged a kiss in a row. Evano forced a smile on his face.
“Mami don't cry. I'm fine,” said Evano.
“Ya, darling. Mami is crying because she is happy to know you are okay,” Asmira replied.
Asmira sees that there is no Jessica in the room, she searches outside and she does not find it.
“Bu, where is Jessica?”
But Ida also did not know where Jessica went.
Not long after that Mr. Yun entered the room, he brought fruits to Evano. Madam Ida peeled it off immediately. Asmira smiled seeing her son so greedy, how not, he had spewed out all the food he had eaten this morning. Of course now he feels very hungry.
“Bu, I'm going to the doctor's room for a moment, yes?”
“Ya, New. Let me take care of Evano,” said Ms. Ida.
Asmira immediately saw the doctor, he could not wait to get out of the hospital immediately. He did not want to meet anyone, his heart was already tired of facing the tempest of his household. No one understands how he feels now.
After getting permission to go home with a little insistence. Asmira immediately returned to her son's room. She tears with the back of her hand before entering.
“Bu, everything is in order. Soon the nurse came in to release this infusion. We go home baby, yeah?” Asmira kissed Evano's forehead for a moment.
Asmira took a deep breath, she looked up at the ceiling of the room. At least he lowered his face, tears would flood his cheeks, he did not want Vano to see that.
Asmira recalled the middle-aged woman who came yesterday afternoon to the house. The woman loved Asmira's house, she wanted to buy it to spend her old age with her husband and granddaughter. But Asmira refused it. But today he changed his mind. He wanted to sell the house and leave.
“Pak Yun, please call this number briefly,” pinta Asmira. He handed the woman a business card.
“Mistress, are you sure?” ask Mr. Yun. Yesterday he heard Asmira talking to the woman, he knew who the owner of the business card was.
“Yakin not sure, I have to do it, Sir.” Asmira smiled sweetly, once again she held her heavy breath. Slowly her tears came back. Mr. Yun moved away from Asmira, he did not see his master.
“Bu, thank you for taking good care of me during this time,” Asmira said, her tears spilled back, she hugged the woman he had considered like his own parents.
“Mistress, where are you going?” ask Ms. Ida. He also cried to see Asmira soon to be gone whose destination was out of nowhere, in addition to her pregnant condition.
“Sentence, Mom. I want to calm down.”
“I go wherever Madam goes!” said Ms. Ida firmly, she had tears.
“Do not, Mom. I can't pay my salary, ” Asmira said.
“I don't care, His. I'll come wherever you go, period!”
Asmira came out of her house, she brought 2 large suitcases, assisted by Ms. Ida. The woman who bought the house has arrived. He smiled kindly at Asmira. He loved the house so much, hearing Asmira change her mind to sell it, he was overjoyed.
“Bu, soon the car that will move all my stuff will come. Please give the destination address to them, I'm in a hurry, I have to leave immediately,” Asmira said. Then he handed the key and certificate of the house to the woman. Then the woman gave Asmira a check, with Asmira's trembling hand reaching for the check, she clasped it tightly to her chest.
“Yes God, strengthen me,” murmured him in the heart, his eyes re-glazed.
Once you arrive at the park. From a distance Evano had already seen his Mama. With lethargic steps, he approached Asmira. He did not play in the park, he was still not healthy, he just watched cartoons on Mr. Yun's phone.
“Mami, whose suitcase is this?” ask Vano.
Asmira hugged Evano tightly, she grabbed her son. He kissed her head, he didn't know what to say to Evano. “Honey, we move to the apartment, yes?”
“Loh, why?”
“Our place is not safe, baby. Bu Ida also moved, we moved together, yes,” said Bu Ida rubbed Evano's head.
Evano was silent, he did not understand what was going on. But he did not know how to express his curiosity.
“If Ms Ida comes along, I come too!” said Mr. Yun interrupted their conversation.
“Do not, Sir. Ms Ida alone I can not pay her salary, what else added Mr. Yun.”
“You need a driver, Mistress. You can't go anywhere alone. See your condition,” said Mr. Yun.
“But, Sir.”
“Already, His. Let's go, about money does not need to be in trouble,” said Bu Ida.
Mr. Yun immediately started his car engine, then they rushed out of the park. Mr. Yun drove his car still aimlessly. Halfway through, Evano had already fallen asleep in the lap of Ms Ida, possibly the influence of the drugs she had been taking earlier this afternoon.
Asmira stared out the car window, then the tares, the busy streets did not change her heart. Again tears rolled down her cheeks, she could not imagine what kind of life she would live without her husband's big name.
“Mrs. Calm down, the storm must pass,” said Bu Ida, stroking the shoulders of Asmira. Asmira tried to smile in between her cries.
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