First Wife Heart Wound

Pov Amelia's

The sudden arrival of Rio made my heart also feel messy, the story of the past re-emerged when I wanted to start a new life sheet.

My name is Amelia Ratna Sari but, people only know me as Amelia.

It's not without reason that I threw away my last name, I hate that name just as much as I hate the person who gave it to me.

I was born into a family that was not well, my father divorced my mother when I was seven years old. The age at which a child needs a full family.

After the divorce, my father chose to go with his mistress instead of me. I have no brothers, I am a kara.

My mother took me away, when the house that became a shelter was forced to be sold to meet our needs.

My mother was a housewife, who never worked in her lifetime. Relying on your husband to meet all his needs.

When I found my father cheating, my mother was the hardest hit. Trying to hold on but I know my mom's not okay.

Until the moment you filed the lawsuit and the divorce was implemented, I knew the mother was the first person to be destroyed other than myself.

But the decision could not be changed, father preferred his mistress rather than us who accompanied from zero.

Destroyed is what I felt first, a seven-year-old boy must be forced to understand the circumstances.

After the divorce of father and mother, we still occupied our house. Until the moment I started attending First High School, mom started selling what we had to keep on living.

Including the house we occupy, must also be willing to sell for our increasingly difficult survival.

As we began to despair, my mother chose to remarry an old widower. I don't agree with my mother's plan to marry someone who deserves to be called a grandfather rather than a father to me.

But mom convinced me that everything was gonna be okay. And it's true that our lives are almost back to how they were, until an event that made me what I am today.

Exactly when I was eighteen, somehow at first when I was alone at home, my foster father suddenly went into the room and intended to harass me.

I tried to ask for help but no one came, until when my stepfather wanted to forcibly remove the clothes I was wearing, I hit my stepfather on the head with a vase on the side of the bed.

Blood flowed from his head and at the same time my stepfather's son came, he shouted that I was a murderer who wanted to kill his father.

I dodged but the accusation was as if incontrovertible, the mother who saw the incident was crying hysterically, trying to prevent them from judging me.

To free myself, my mother chose to leave me alone. "Sorry Lia, after this I hope you will be happy, son." said my mother.

I ruined even my own mother, dumped me for her husband who almost ruined my future.

I left home and Mother, "I hope we will never see you again, Mom, no matter what."

Graduating from High School, I enrolled to study at the renowned Faculty with the scholarship I have, I managed to study at the place. And that was also the beginning of my introduction to Rio Dewanto.

A handsome man with a strong posture, a tall body and a sweet smile, a little able to attract the attention of not only me but all the girls in campus.

The beginning of the first glance was so dazzling, we were close because we were one major and took the same courses.

Our closeness goes as it should, Rio was a very good person, never distinguishing his one friend from the other.

Until one day he came to me during the lunch break in the cafeteria. He stood with a red rose and asked, "Will you be my lover?" he said in front of all the friends who saw.

Everyone looked at us and shouted, "Receive .. accept .. accept."

The timid me just nodded faintly, and I saw that happiness clearly visible in Rio's eyes.

Since then until now we are still a lover, there has not been a single word broken said.

One day I wanted to leave her, because I felt inappropriate for her and also my circumstances were too difficult.

The temptation of the one called money, was not enough until when I was with Rio. Although he always gave me what I wanted but that greed started to show.

***

"Hi." said Rio to Amel.

"Hi too."

"You'll come home with me, same as me,"

"I can't go to a cafe for work" I said.

"I'll wait until you're done."

"Tap .. but." Amel had not yet spoken but was cut off by Rio's speech

"No rejection, I'm waiting for the tree, okay beautiful?"

***

The awaited night finally came, finished working part-time Amel came home and at the same time Rio had been waiting for him at the place where Rio used to wear to wait.

"I want to talk to you!" seriously said.

"What's wrong?"

"For a while now we won't be together."

"Why?"

"My parents asked me to learn more about business so I decided to go abroad, there was my sister and I was going to stay there" Rio said carefully.

Amel shed tears, a sign of his heartache, "How long?"

"Shortly, you wait for me to come back yes and for tuition and housing, you don't worry all I've paid for the important thing you study well, you know, so that you can achieve your goals." said Rio while hugging Amel.

"I love you Lia, wait for me to come back."

Amel wept as he pleased, signaling his broken heart, the lover who understood him for who he was now began to leave him.

"You promised you'd come back, right?" ask Amel lirih.

"Yes I'll be back soon baby, wait for me huh? later every month I'll send you money to buy all your needs."

Amel nodded and hugged Rio tightly.

***

And three years after that separation, Rio is now back with a million mysteries. Amel, who realized his mistake in marrying Ilham, had no power to hold back his fear.

"Husttt, it's not exactly one of a kind, and I'll make sure you enjoy that." Rio's words so echoed in Amel's mind spinning like a cassette tape that had started to break down.

And the thought was successful in making Amel distress, even damaging his heart also his day in the office while he was working.

"Huft, I can't work if this is the case" Amel said in his heart.

Amel walked into the workspace of Inspiration, he intended to ask permission to go home first.

"Mas" called Amel as he entered.

"Hm"

"Mas, I'll let you go home?"

Ilham who was busy reading the files on his laptop, immediately raised his head in wonder.

"Why do you go home first, you're sick?" tanya's a little worried.

"Don't just be a little dizzy just as tired."

"Hm, well you go home and rest but Mas can't help you go home."

"No, I'll take a taxi later."

"Okay, you've gone home later to another task, let someone else do it."

Amel walked closer to Ilham, giving a brief kiss but it was not that short.

Inspiration grabbed his nape****** his lips softly, until his second breath began to irregular.

"Come home tonight I'll be home!" ilham said to stop his kiss.

Amel nodded, assuring "Promise yes home, tomorrow will be the weekend I want to be alone with you Mas." he said spoiled.

"Yes" replied Ilham.

Amel exited the office and walked down the lobby while waiting for his taxi order to appear.

"Hi, Lia." soft but scary greeting.

Deg

"Kam .. you."

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