Forced to Marry a Disabled Girl

Anita Masalalu 3

The deg!

Arfan was stunned by what Anita said, divorced? how could he divorce Anita, the woman and mother of his two children who have accompanied his life for 13 years.

"Don't mess around, Merlinda Yuanita! we can talk about this in a good way, you have no pity on the children, the Algar and the Princess."

Anita chuckled, looking at Arfan's face with a pushy look, how could the man casually say pity to his two children while this matter happened because of his own actions.

"the love of your children says, it's so funny you are, if you feel sorry for them, then why do you do this disgusting thing behind my back?"

"Well, I'm sorry, it's all my fault I admit wrong" Arfan said, bowing his face.

"It's easy to say sorry!"

"Lin, please give me a chance, my relationship with Yani is no more than you see, please forgive me, I promise I will not repeat it again." continued Arfan who is now kneeling before Anita.

"No, I feel sorry for the Algar and the Princess, but I feel even more sorry for them if I know that her father is cheating."

"You forgot, I used to give you a chance! and I'm sorry I gave you that chance, because again you can't keep my trust."

"But Lin?" Arfan tried to reach Anita's hand which brushed her off repeatedly.

"Let go, and you hear well, after we officially divorced, the custody of our two children will I make sure it falls into my hands." continued Anita, grabbing the suitcase that had been thrown earlier, he said, and rushed to his two children, leaving Arfan who did not stop begging Anita not to leave him.

While beside her, Yani was bowed with a deathly pale face.

After 3 months, the two officially divorced, although Arfan initially refused several times on the grounds that he still loved Anita, and did not intend to part with her at all, but after she discovered that Yani was pregnant with her child, Arfan finally agreed to divorce.

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That afternoon still feels so hot, Anita intends to leave her small house, a house of memories of joy and sorrow that bears witness to the struggle of life he and Arfan, who are living together with her, building everything from Zero to having a slightly better life, buying a new house, having a factory even though it is very small.

But when half the journey, bad luck befell Anita and her two children, the three of them had a terrible accident to be seriously injured, even as a result of the accident, Algar his first child was unable to remember anything.

And when Anita first opened her eyes she had to accept the harsh reality that her daughter was declared dead in the accident.

"You lied to me, where the princess died, no! not possible!" Anita looked hysterical.

"Lin, realize Lin, the Princess is no more please take pity on her Lin!" Arfan tried to calm down.

"You lied to me, you hid where my son was, give him back, give him back!" yelled Anita while throwing whatever was next to her.

"Linnn?" snapped Arfan, intending to stop Anita from losing control.

"Give me my daughter!" anita said with a voice that was getting weaker, accompanied by a sobbing that sounded heartbreaking.

"I'll take you to see firsthand our Princess's last place, but once your circumstances improve."

Although heavy, Anita also tried to nod her head, she did not want to look more fragile in front of the man who has the status of her ex-husband.

"Then how is the Algar now, where is he?"

"Algar_" Arfan paused.

"Algar why mas?" Anita seemed impatient to hear what Arfan would say, especially when she saw the look on her face that now turned moody.

"Algar seems to be losing his memory Lin,"

"What?" Linda covered her mouth with both hands, her whole weakened body growing more and more helpless as she discovered the reality of life that had been so difficult for her lately.

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