Husband Who Is Always Humiliated

Part 12's. The Unexpected Betrayal

Mama collapsed on the floor. Heart disease he suffered seemed to return. I immediately called Toni who was waiting downstairs to immediately get to where I was, to help evacuate Mamah.

The two "traitors" looked busy looking for her clothes scattered on the floor, and rushed while wearing them.

The woman, the Empress, who looks and behaves like an innocent woman, well, cares, just cries in fear. While the man who I met every time I called Papah, the pretenders also looked panicked. I hate both of these depraved humans.

The man finished wearing clothes originally and then intended to help. I prevented his move.

"Don't you dare touch my mother!" my mouth growled, pointing to Papah's face. The middle-aged man fell silent, not daring to approach.

"But, Ris," she said, trying again to get closer.

"I said, don't touch my mom!" I jolted again, harder. He looked at her face with hatred and anger.

Maharani, a good-faced woman, innocent, well-behaved, turns out to be just a mask of falsehood. Still crying in the corner of the room. Sitting with both legs bent.

"Sorry, Mum ...." His face was covered in tears. I was wrong, had placed great expectations on him.

I didn't mind the deceitful woman's words when she apologized. I was the victim of their savage scam. Pretending to be indifferent upon meeting, it turns out .. nothing more than a charade to cover up their evil behavior.

"I'm sorry papah, Ris," he said quietly, and I peeked at my ears, noticing any sound.

Toni's footsteps approached. With his large tall body, he swiftly lifted Mamah and headed straight for the elevator to immediately rush him to the hospital. I don't care about those two parasites anymore.

Toni's car drove fast in the rain to find the nearest hospital.

Mamah was still lying unconscious on my lap, unceasingly regretting herself.

"Mah .. get up, Mah, hold on for Aris, Mah," I regretted quietly, patting her cheek. I was really frightened, and the middle-aged woman who had been betrayed by her priest did not respond.

Toni's car had reached the hospital, and she stopped immediately in front of the ER room and moved quickly to lift Mamah after she had shouted loudly asking for a wheeled bed for mamah.

I was really panicked to see the condition of Mamah who was not also conscious. Fear and regret come to pass. If I hadn't forced Mamah to leave, maybe Mamah wouldn't have been like this.

I really do curse myself. Waiting in turmoil in front of the waiting room, without being able to do anything. The care workers from the Doctor and the Sister who came in and into the room Mamah made me more agitated.

"Riss ....?"

I didn't look back, or answer that question. Just hearing his voice I don't like it.

I hate this creature I call Papah. If only he wasn't my papah, I would've beaten him all out. I was angry nearby.

"If you think Papah has betrayed you, or taken yours, you are wrong, Ris. Papah who already knew the Maharani," said the man slowly, on a long-shaped waiting bench within an empty bench beside me.

I remained silent, neither answering nor heeding his explanation. Unfortunately, my ears could still hear his voice.

Tony stood watching me from a distance, he chose not to bother me. He was also an eyewitness to the conduct of this self-informed man sitting beside me.

"Maharani is not as good as you can see, Ris," said the traitor's husband quietly, then silent for a moment. Although I was curious, what was the meaning of his words talking like that, but I was reluctant to talk to him.

"For almost a year, the Empress became a mistress, papah." This time he whispered, but I could hear him.

"I'm sorry, papah, Ris."

It turned out that this man had financed the life of the Maharani, but strangely the girl looked very modest. There was no glamorous impression on her clothes or makeup.

'The apartment and the expensive car turned out to be, the price of a Maharani' I said cynically in my heart.

"Once again forgive me, papah, Ris," said the man again softly, and I will never speak to him again. My respect for that man. Even now, to call him by the call of Papah I will never do, even in my heart.

"Father sorry." His face looked down at the tip of his foot. There was no response from me to him. This guy I've assumed doesn't exist.

From the end of the hallway, Aunt Else was walking in a hurry with the Empress slightly behind her. From a distance, the impostor girl continued to bow her head, when it was approaching only to be seen if both eyes look swollen.

I was forced to look her in the face, because Aunt Else called me and asked about Mamah's situation, and I wasn't angry with Aunt Else, because she was also the victim of the deception of her own daughter.

I wish I could tell you the immoral deeds his daughter has done with my papah. What I fear is that a mother who knows nothing of the sins of her child must also bear the shame of the guilt of the daughter of the woman she has always been proud of. And I still have the heart not to destroy his hopes, especially if it makes him sick.

"What happened to your mother, Ris?" aunt Else asked with a worried tone. Maharani and Papah were silent.

"Fall Aunt, shocked to see the devil," I said scathingly, insinuating Maharani and Papah.

"Devil, Ris?" aunt Else asked again, her face looking confused at my answer.

"Yes Aunt, Satan. Which is not visible to Aunt's eyes, but me and Mamah had seen it," I said again. The Empress was seen wiping away her tears of regret, and the traitorous man standing behind me did not say a word.

"Seriously, Ris, what's the demon like?" ask Aunt Else.

"Had forgotten Aunt, the demons I had considered lost from my life," I said firmly, while deactivating my phone that rang, without wanting to find out who had just contacted.

I immediately approached Toni, asking her to talk a little further away.

"You know, don't you, what happened?" I asked Toni. I'm sure he understands what I mean, even though he doesn't see it as directly as me and Mom.

"Yes, sir," he answered briefly, although we were the same age, the factor I was the one who hired him, Toni called me by father's call.

"Don't tell anyone about this, not even your own family," I said to Toni, looking her in the eye.

"Good, Sir. I promise," she answered, and I pat her on the shoulder.

"I believe you can hold your words."

I saw the Maharani sitting far away from Papah, Aunt Else standing at the door of the ward, and the traitor was still sitting with both hands holding his head.

Not long after, the door of Mamah's treatment room opened. I turned my head from a distance of about seven meters, then walked quickly closer. Toni and all that was there.

"Where is Miss Rosalina's family?" ask the glasses woman.

"I'm his son, doc!" I answered, the more the pace approached. The female doctor was silent for a while, as I was already in front of her. We all covered him.

"Before we wanted to apologize. We've tried everything we can." A moment's silence the doctor. "Sorry once again, Mrs Rosalina's life can't be saved."

"Innalilahi Vainnailaihi rodjiunn." Toni's voice is shrill.

Like lightning hitting. The doctor's words were like nailing my body to the bottom of the floor. I was like empty. Without filling anything. The sound of crying exploded all around me. I heard the sound of Aunt Else's crying, as well as the hysterical screams of the real girl, and the traitor was crying sitting in the waiting chair. I'm still silent.

Until the clap of Toni on the shoulder resuscitated me. Hurry quickly into the treatment room Mamah. The kindest woman I love. Stiffly covered in hospital blankets. Heart hurts. So hurt. I am the cause of all this.

I approached the woman's body slowly, which kept my nine-month-old fetus in her womb. Dear rich women, choose to leave the business only to be able to care for and take care of me without anyone's help. I love you, Mah.

"Mah .. wake up, Mah," I said close to his ear.

"I'm sorry Aris, Mah ...."

I gently kissed my first love's forehead, gently rubbing her hair.

"Aris shouldn't have forced Mamah to come along." My chest is like a big rock. Sobbing my cries.

"Wake up, Mah, wake up ...." But destiny calls first.

It looks like Aunt Else, Toni, and the two men are coming in. The sound of crying broke again. Even the Maharani fell unconscious, probably because of too deep a sense of regret. And it's too late.

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The funeral procession has just ended. One by one the preachers began to leave the San Diego Hills classy burial area in Karawang area.

I'm still stuck by the side of the grave. My heart is covered in guilt and regret. My fingers are still touching the tomb board that says Rosalina Kusumateja that sticks into the bowels of the earth.

If I hadn't forced Mamah to come along?

If I wanted to follow Mamah's advice to delay because of the rain?

Suppose that

"Maas ...." The woman turned out to be the one who approached me.

"I'm sorry, Mas" he said, sobbing. I did not answer his apology, nor did I look.

"I'm the cause of Aunt Rosalina's death." Just keep sobbing. I still ignored, then stood up without speaking anything, passing by his side. His hand caught my arm, holding my step.

"I'm sorry, Mass ...." His cry was getting sobbing, his fingers were still holding tight. I took it with my other hand.

"I'm not talking to, Satan."

She left him, without looking back.

The crying of the woman was getting louder.

Toni was waiting for me in the car, when the traitor's husband confronted me and wanted to talk to me.

"Ris, papah regrets Ris, give papah a chance to talk." I just kept quiet, kept stepping closer to the car, as if I didn't hear any sound, then got straight into the car.

"Ris, let me talk first, Ris?" he said, while patting the car glass. I did not look at him at the least.

"Street, Ton."

The car left the funeral. I could still see from a distance, Papah and Maharani kept looking at my car. Two people who have made my past dark and painful.