First Wife Heart Wound

Separate rooms

Inspiration came home with anger gathering in his heart! his mind was at a dead end, how could he possibly be deceived so easily, to the point that he was completely unaware of all that.

The wife he chose, the wife who would give him a child was not even his biological child. The flashback of all his sins against his ex-wife immediately turned back, like a film that was constantly being played in his head.

Ilham hit the wheel hard, "Sialaaannn!" his curse was tight, while he was driving forward the four-wheeled vehicle.

Ilham chose to go straight home, many messages from Amel asking for his whereabouts. But none of the messages Amel sent were read by him, let alone repaid.

The words of the man he had accidentally heard earlier, continued to ring in his ears and also his mind. "How is that possible?" muttered. "What's my fault Amel why are you doing this to me?" say Ilham while hitting the wind. "Who is that man?" continued monologue.

Inspiration threw herself on the living room sofa and leaned her body tired! Wh why? the question kept echoing in his mind. Inspiration is difficult to digest everything, the reality that has just been known makes his heart and mind chaotic.

The plan after accompanying Amel shopping he will immediately return to the office, considering that a lot of work is piling up! but when he found the reality that so struck him, Inspiration chose to calm down and forget all his work.

Until the time passed so quickly and did not feel the clock had shown at six in the afternoon and the wife who was alone to shop it, had not shown her nose at all.

It felt like Ilham called and asked, but when remembering the betrayal committed by his wife, he hesitated a little to do so.

"Let him if he wants to go home be sure to go home" said Ilham in his heart. After saying those words, the long awaited one came with a face that looked happier than before.

Amel was surprised when he came home and found Ilham sitting among the dim nights! not without reason, the article Amel returned home that looks lonely and all the lights have not been turned on he did not realize that it turns out his husband was waiting for his arrival.

"You're home, why the dark?" he said as he turned on the lights, "You're making me surprised you know?"

Inspiration simply stared at Amel without answering the question the woman asked.

"You haven't eaten yet and why aren't my calls and all my messages answered? You're so busy, aren't you?" ask again.

"Hm."

"You want to eat for a while I prepare first yes, I want to put the groceries first in the room!" amel said as he walked towards their room.

The inspiration that was just sitting now moved to follow Amel's steps, he was eager to ask what he had heard, but as hard as Inspiration tried to hold it. Not because of what, Ilham just wanted to find a little evidence about what he had heard in the restaurant.

Amel put all the groceries on the bed, then went to the bathroom to refresh the body and change clothes before making food for Inspiration.

"I haven't cooked Mas yet, but I bought some food at the restaurant. Eat it for a minute I'll heat it up!" amel said as he stepped foot into the kitchen.

Inspiration was still engrossed in listening without intending to answer his wife's words.

After the departure of his wife, Ilham saw Amel's cell phone located on the dresser. Inspiration takes and tries to find out, who knows there are clues left behind.

When he touched the phone, there was an incoming message from an unnamed number and the contents really made Ilham angry.

"You don't forget about what happened back then, when you took me to bed at the hotel and I'm sure that the child you bear is my son."

Inspiration squeezed the phone in his hand and he was anxious to crumble the phone, if he did not remember if the sound of the message that would change his life later.

After finishing his work Amel went back into the room to call Ilham, Amel was a little surprised to see Ilham sitting down and holding his phone.

"What are you doing?" amel asked with a slight thump when he saw his phone was in the hands of Ilham.

"What do you mean?"

"I asked whose child are you carrying?" ask again with a little anger.

"What are you talking about, this is your son?" amel replied, not accepting.

"My son you said, what's the evidence that it's my son?"

"Mas … !" yell Amel.

Amel wept at that very moment, when he found the child he contained doubted by his own husband.

"Then what is this?" say Ilham while showing the message that was received.

"That's not really Mas, he's lying!"

"Is he or she lying?" ask Ilham.

Amel wept and rested at the feet of Inspiration, "I swear to you, if this child is your son, I will never betray you!" he said accompanied by sobs.

"Prove that!"

"How is it?" ask Amel.

"Tomorrow we go to the hospital for a DNA test, to prove that the child you bear is my son!" ilham said without looking at Amel who was still resting at his feet.

"But this child is not yet born, how can the test be done?"

"We can do this by taking a little amniotic fluid from your womb to prove it."

"But it's dangerous Mas, I don't want to!" amel replied while shaking his head.

*note, DNA tests can be done when pregnancy reaches 10-18 weeks by taking samples from amniotic fluid or placenta. However, this examination is at risk of causing a miscarriage.*

"Well then for now we split the room to prove whose child it will be."

"But Mas!" amel did not have time to answer Ilham first set foot into his study.

Inspiration came in and closed the door, she slightly grabbed her hair in frustration. Arghhh shouted Inspiration while throwing everything on the desk, books and all his files fell apart and left one photo that did not fall along with all his files.

His wedding photo with his ex-wife first. The inspiration to look long and without feeling the tears shed by itself. "I'm sorry, I!" his sobbing while continuing to look at the sweet smiling face of the woman inside the picture frame.

The regret of Inspiration comes much later, if only! repeatedly if it could be repeated, maybe Inspiration would never be this bad to live his life. All his sins are back again revolving and now he embraces the photo of his ex-wife, in his greatest regret.

Amel's phone rang again indicating there was a message coming back in, he rushed to pick it up and read it. "Why do you just read baby, do you want to forget the father of your child?" the message Amel received.

Amel instantly wrathful and threw his cell phone in all directions, Amel shouted. "Arghhh, why is it like this!" he said while sobbing.

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