Extraordinary Husband (The Awesome Husband)

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Pleasant? Maybe that's how Gea feels today. All day with Frea in her shop, the woman was like a smart mother doing work while babysitting.

Checking return returns while accompanying Gea drawing, or helping her employees check for damaged or expired items, throws her catch into a trolley, with Gea. Vincent can only smile at his daughter like he has a mother.

It was getting dark, and Gea fell asleep with her head in Vincent's lap. The man's hands, began to palpate his daughter's necklace pendulum. A pair of beautiful gold rings, a pair of once dirty gold rings with cake batter wrapped around them.

Her fingers clenched, her tears flowing, wiped by her. At least now he will be able to smile.

12 Years ago...

Looking Frea? That was the first thing he did. However, it had been more than three months, not a single piece of information had been obtained. Even Frea didn't come at graduation.

Despairingly? No, but his gaze was slightly shifted to look at Dona who now had her stomach enlarged. Work on walking slowly, getting scorn from people.

If Frea's here, she won't let her, will she? Defending Dona might be the thing he would do. However, Vincent knocks his forehead indifferently considering the cause of his lover's disappearance, walking back to his mother's room without a care.

***

Until the afternoon began, the pregnant woman was walking alone, waiting for public transport. Until a car stopped in front of him. The cargo is full of passengers, it will be difficult for pregnant women like her to ride.

Vincent got out of his car, pulled Dona's hand, opened the door.

"But" Dona seemed hesitant.

"Aliklah.." he said still with a look of dislike face.

As the car began to speed, Dona glanced at the young man beside her who was still in concentration. Afraid? That's his feeling right now. Frea's Goods? That girl is good to everyone. It is undeniable that he took part in hurting the girl who has no fault for him.

Vincent sighed harshly, reaching into his pocket, without taking his eyes off the streets, "Marry me, I can't love you. But at least I can take care of you and your son" he said, putting a pair of rings tied to a red thread.

Dona rolled her eyes. Pleased? of course, at least his son would have status. "I'll try to be that wife." her words came to a halt.

"I will never be a good husband. So don't expect too much." cold words came back out of Vincent's mouth.

***

The rain was pouring down heavily, the beautiful young man wearing a white suit, his dream since establishing a relationship with Frea. The ring has been perched in the sweetness of the wedding sign has been done.

Her tears flowed staring at the torrential rain from her bridal room. The one who was with her today was her lover, right? If only on that fucking night, he didn't do it. No, if only from the beginning he was just waiting for Frea, waiting for their winter night.

"Vincent?" Dona who was still dressed as a bride stood behind him.

"Our wedding ring is a gift from Frea. Rest from him before he left" said the young man, staring at the window.

Dona's hand, which was about to grab her, undoes her intention. Looking up at the window? True, Vincent was hiding his tears that came out of control.

The bride sat on the edge of the bed, staring at the back of her husband who was still motionless from his place.

Be happy? Shouldn't Dona be happy right now? Having a beautiful husband, good, and has a high economic status. A young man who is even tens of times better than his ex-girlfriend who br*hngk.

I managed to snare him... But her makeup seemed a little faded, her sobbing cries could be heard filling the bridal room. Painful, having a partner who is just staring at another woman.

His cry grew sobbing, staring at the ring on his ring finger. It's not a gift, it's a punishment...

The ring that looks shiny is reluctant to be released, but feels painful when wearing it.

The young man standing at the window did not turn his head in the least. Cowering walked out of the room, not wanting his still flowing tears to be seen.

***

A good husband? Maybe that's the figure Vincent now looks. Almost all the needs of Dona and her prospective children are fulfilled. Sometimes even overrated.

Dona's face was pale, waking up in the middle of the night, staring at her husband who was still asleep on the sofa. Dona's fingers wanted to touch the beautiful face, but were reluctant.

Too good, isn't it? He should now be hated, fired from a restaurant or if married to be treated badly, as his revenge. However, this young man treated him well.

Slowly Vincent squirms, opens his eyes, "What do you need? Is it still nauseous?" tanyanya resist sleepiness.

"No, Vincent, if this child is born, will you take care of him?" ambiguity question.

"I married you, that means he's my son. Of course I'll take care of him. Can I make some milk, so I can sleep?" Vincent started to get up from the couch.

"No need..." Dona gave a rough sigh.

"Then let me cut the fruit, then" he yawned several times considering how exhausting his work during the day was. Walk out of the room.

Dona smilingly stroked his stomach, "Son, that's your father. Until the time comes please find happiness for him," he asked the child in his womb.

Her tears are flowing, tight? Maybe that's how it feels. The youth who was so good to her lost her happiness because of her stupidity. If only she had been in the toilet, Dona would not have said she was pregnant. Maybe Frea won't go, Vincent will have a chance to apologize.

But there was nothing he could do to correct his small mistake. Mistakes that cause him and his future children to have a decent life. However, hurting a young man who now has to live his life is pretending to be tough.

***

Today Dona woke up, staring at her husband's absence. Slowly walk down the hallway of a large house. One by one, the hallways followed, until they reached a room.

Vincent's old room, the room before the young man married him. The door opened slightly, the face that often forced his smile was pensive. Sitting on the edge of the bed, I don't know what he's thinking.

"Vincent's..." Dona walked over to him.

"Thank God," Vincent smiled at her, a smile that looked sincere.

"Vincent, why are you willing to marry me?" Dona asked herself.

"You know, Frea never asked me anything? Marrying you and looking after your child is his first and last wish before leaving. I'll give it to you, even if you can't be a good husband." she replied.

"Your boyfriend is really naive huh?" Dona laughed a little.

"He stood firm, shining with his naivety. That's what makes me love him..." Vincent replies again, without looking directly at Dona.

"Vincent, we've been like friends for months now rather than married couples. But it's better this way, at first I thought you married me for revenge. Will be rude, until my life suffers. Apparently not.." he said, staring at the window.

"Because of that, thank you for everything, I'm happy to have a friend like you." she continued, smiling with her pale face.

***

The expected day arrives, which is the day of labor. Ambulance has brought Dona from the first opening. Vincent kept him company from the beginning, to the end. His screams were heard withstanding the pain, a few hours until the last contraction.

The sound of her screams rang out, her sweat pouring out until the tiny baby finally came out.

"You're great." said Vincent smiling, clutching Dona's fingers. The face he had been guarding for several months was increasingly pale.

"So, there's bleeding." said a nurse who just finished cleaning the rest of the placenta.

"Prepare the blood bags!!" the doctor ordered in panic.

"Sir please wait outside," a nurse asked Vincent to come out.

"Wait, can he be here for a moment" Dona said in a weak tone.

The nurse fell silent, went back to help the other nurse. Put a medical device on Dona's body.

The woman forced herself to move her fingers, taking off the wedding ring like her amulet taking refuge from the sneers of the people. "Thank you for being such a good friend" she said, returning her wedding ring to Vincent.

"I intend to repay your kindness, when I have given birth. But it doesn't seem to be possible,"

"My daughter's name is Gea, please raise her, let's assume she's Frea's daughter. If you ever see that naive person again, please say, I'm sorry..."

"I also have a lot of faults with him. Apologize for yourself, stay alive for your daughter..." Vincent let out a rough sigh, clasping his increasingly cold hands in front of him.

Dona began to smile, "Find her, live happily for me.." Her eyes looked sweet, slowly beginning to fall unconscious.

"The patient is unconscious!!" one of the nurses checked on Dona.

"Sir you'd better get out." one of the nurses ordered. Vincent clasped tightly onto the ring that Dona had previously worn, passing by staring at the pale face that had begun to be paired with an oxygen hose.

A few minutes waiting, a doctor came out and removed his mask.

"I'm sorry, we've tried but the patient can't be saved" he said.

Vincent sat back down, his tears dripping, not loving Dona? But the feeling of loss persists, a mother who dies in her struggle to give birth to her daughter...

***

In a moving car...

"Why are you crying?" ask the newly awakened child.

"It's nothing" Vincent tried to smile.

"Dad, maybe not if you knew about Frea's mother? My name is Gea, maybe she wanted that aunt to be my mother." she said.

Vincent just smiles, hugs his daughter, "Watch her another mother who takes care of you." she said.

***

Somewhere else...

It was a great day for Tomy. What does he do when his wife is not home? Of course, in the office.

Staring at a young man with his haughty face. The young man who is like kidnapped bodyguard and director of the branch company where he works towards the headquarters.

"Well, well, wow, I haven't found a toy that's fun in a long time," she heard.

"A... Are you really the assistant owner of the company?" asked Yahya with a pale face.

"Not Pharaoh's assistant, I'm his Pharaoh now!! The real pharaoh was sleeping in the coffin somehow when he woke up (the coma from an incident)!! I'm in full charge for a while" he said smiling.

Yahya let out a cold sweat, it turned out that the young man before him was not a fraud. He's actually the assistant owner of JH Corporation.

"Dare to put me down in a family meeting again?" tanyanya stared hard.

"I am not forgiven, you are the Pharaoh, and I am his slave" Yahya said, looking down in fear, apologizing.

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