FAKE WIFE

S2 chapter 40

Ppplllaaaack ...

The hard slap was able to throw Fathia's face aside.

"Well, Mommy?" surprised Mita got up from her seat.

Fathia felt her cheeks that felt hot and numb. His mind tried to guess why Ciara had slapped him so hard.

"Mbak, why the hell? Suddenly slap Ma'am Alodie."

"Shut up!" point Ciara right in Mita's face. "Don't interfere! It's my business with him" he pressed again changing his direction.

Mita did not dwell anymore, still with a surprised look he gave time to Ciara and Alodie.

"Ci, why did you suddenly slap me?" ask Fathia confused.

Ciara picked up the brown envelope on the table and then threw it roughly into Fathia's chest. "Open up and read!"

Fathia opened the envelope and pulled a piece of paper from inside. His eyes began to catch a hospital logo on the top of the paper. Below it is a large letter that reads DNA IDENTIFICATION RESULTS. Fathia gulped. The brown eyeball dropped even further down reading an inscription that was not understood then there was a neatly aligned number making Fathia's eyebrows linked. "I don't understand! Whose DNA test is this?"

"Read down!" firmly Ciara rests her hands on her chest.

Back Fathia's eyes explored every sentence inside that paper. Up to one sentence in bold probability Julanar as the biological mother of Alodie Camila Naria 99%. Fathia's eyes widened in shock. His body pecked, his lips tightly clenched.

He did not dare to raise his face to look at Ciara.

"Why?" ask Ciara. "Lo can't talk?"

Ciara clapped her hands and her head nodded. "Great, very good! Your acting and acting can convince me. Oh, not just me, but ssseemmuuaaaa people who are near you."

Fathia is still a thousand languages. Digesting what's going on right now. Hhhaahh .. Ciara finally knew the lie. "Ci, I-I can explain!"

Ppllaaatmk ...

The second slap was rolled back by Ciara right on Fathia's cheek which was still red due to the first slap.

"So this is why you're not letting me get close to Galen? aye!"

"Ci, listen to my explanation first!" pinta Fathia with pleading face.

"What's? What would you like to explain?" Ciara shook her head as if in disbelief with the revealed reality. "Gue was confused when you lost somewhere. Every day I look for your whereabouts. Even ibuk, ibuk until entering the Hospital because of the thought of lo. Is the child dead or alive? I continue to hope and look forward to your return. Did you not think? Hhaah ...

The water that was pooling in his eyes had fallen already. Fathia could no longer bear the sadness of imagining that. " Ci, I'm sorry! At that time I could not do anything to come to meet you with mom," he explained sitting on the sofa.

Ciara grunted angrily turning her face to the side. "Because you think you're dying and because I'm destroyed, I'm alone facing problems that come in many years."

"I know you're angry, you're disappointed, you're upset because of me, mom died. But honestly I'm sorry, Ci. At first I wanted to be present at my mother's funeral but with my face condition that is no longer like Fathia I was afraid that you would get angry and throw me out." The tears.

"If at that time you come and explain everything the same to me, maybe I can accept your reason. But for now I can't! pain Ti, pain!" he said he hit the chest.

Fathia kneels at Ciara's feet. "I beg Ci, don't be mad at me. You don't know what it's like to be in this position. I'm confused too!"

Do you care how I feel when I'm left behind?"

Fathia bowed squeezing the paper that was still in her grip. "But I'm trying to be present and there for you, Ci, even in the form of someone else."

"But why Fathia? Wh why?

Why didn't you tell me the same story at the time?"

"I'm afraid you're gonna get mad and I don't"

"Now I'm angry! Wasn't it! I hate you!" point Ciara in front of Fathia's face. "It could've covered all of this from me, almost 3 years. You know until now I'm still looking for your whereabouts!

I'm like a madman, like a bego looking for the whereabouts of the man who turns out he's in front of me."

"I'm sorry again, Ci. I don't know what else to say. I admit I was wrong with you, but please listen to all my explanations! Do not draw a conclusion from one side," he wailed.

"No! There's nothing else I need to hear from your mouth. All explained the same Galen."

"Why do you trust him more than me anyway, Ci?" Fathia raised her head up looking at Ciara's face.

"Because he proved his point!"

He asked me for permission to dismantle my mother's grave and do the DNA test" he pointed to the paper that Fathia had crushed.

"But you managed to lie to me all this time! if you consider us friends, from the beginning you have told me about this problem the same as me."

Ciara's words immediately pierced Fathia's chest. Aye! Their friendship has been established for almost ten years, even happy, difficult, sad, happy and disappointed they face together. Then what makes him unable to tell Ciara?

Is it true that Fathia is afraid that Ciara will be angry with her?

Or Fathia just doesn't want people to know her true self? Because he was afraid that Aka would find out.

"It turns out Galen was right! If only at that time I believed the same thing my mother was talking about. Maybe by then everything will be clear. Ibuk will not die.But now ... " Ciara threw herself on the sofa covering her window with both palms. The defense is shed already, the tears that had been held were no longer able to be contained.

Fathia crawled around hugging Ciara's leg. "It's not your fault, it's my fault. I was selfish at the time, I thought too much about Mas Aka until I forgot how my mother and you felt, too" he lamented.

Ciara flicked her legs until Fathia fell on the floor. "Go from my house! Don't you ever show up in front of me again."

"Ciara," roared Fathia.

"Gue hates you, I hate you!" her screams shed tears.

"I'm sorry, Ci!"

Ciara rubbed her wet cheeks violently. "Go there and apologize to your man. Thank God if he can accept this fact, otherwise I do not know how your fate will be," upset Ciara left Fathia who cried while prostrating to beg for mercy of her friend. He knew he was wrong but he wanted to be heard and understood.

"Sir," called Mita holding onto Fathia's shoulder leading her to sit on the sofa.

"I don't understand your problems. I also can not take conclusions without listening to the explanation of Mbak or Mbak Ciara."

Fathia nodded still crying a mouthful. "I-I'll tell you the same story. Can we get out of here first?"

Mita looks confused who should accompany her at this time. One side Ciara may need someone to listen to his complaints about this issue. But on the other hand the fake Alodie must have needed him too.

Fathia rubbed her watery nose. "If you want to be here first, Ciara's friend is fine. I can go home with the driver myself. Maybe sometime we can tell a story," said Fathia understood with doubts Mita.

Mita nodded her head. "Come on, I'll drive Mommy forward."

After dropping off the fake Alodie and taking off his car. Mita re-entered the house rather hesitantly she tried to knock on Ciara's room. "Mr? can we talk?"

There is no truth from within. Only Ciara's sobs sounded slow. "If you want to tell me, I'm in the room" he said, leaving from Ciara's doorstep.

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Fathia's car drove away from the Ciara housing complex. In the car Fathia still cries regretting everything, even now her relationship with Ciara deteriorates. There was a sense of indignation in Galen who presumptuously performed the action of DNA testing without his permission.

But the man can't be blamed entirely. Here indeed he is the most worthy of blame for covering up a truth to Ciara, his own best friend. It is fitting that Ciara now hates him and Ciara may not want to see him again.

"Oh, there's a car behind us" said the driver.

Fathia turned her head to look at the back. The car that followed him was the car that was parked in the courtyard of Ciara's house and it was definitely Galen.

"Sir, I'm down here. That's my friend's car, we promised and I forgot."

The driver pulled over the car he was driving. Fathia also came down. "Father went straight home, yeah. If Mas Aka asks you to answer just don't know, let me explain later."

"Okay, ma'am" replied the driver.

Galen's car stopped just behind Fathia's car. Seeing her car go away, Fathia walked over to Galen's car.

Hc .. tok ...

Knock on the windshield and Galen drops it.

"Lake in!"

Fathia breathed a rough breath. I don't want him to finally get in. He's gonna demand Galen explain everything. Why did the man go so far to do this to her.

Fathia tries to hold back the anger during one car with Galen.

In fact, he did not ask where the direction and destination Galen drove the car. He just sat quietly with a straight look at the road that passed.

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