I'm The One You Throw Out

Commemorative

"What do you mean by saying that in front of them?" sentak Hendra so Fatih arrived at a place that was not reached by Nisa's voice.

"Ekhem." Fatih cleared his throat, both hands he kept in his pocket. Laughing while looking the other way. "Nothing, because from the beginning I asked you to come with me, right, make a talk? But you're a bitch." Fatih smiled obliquely.

Hendra let out a long sigh, staring at Seira's husband, the woman who until now had continued to dwell in his heart. The man with the title of doctor was just silent can not say. Only his eyes were closed.

Fatih sighed before returning to speak, "Alright, just go straight. What do you mean my son?" His face looked serious.

Waiting with unblinking eyes from the blackish bead in front of him. Hendra remained silent, not reacting to Fatih's question. Suddenly, he laughed to himself.

"My child? You sure he's your son, haha? Don't confess me to you" said Hendra, funny to hear Fatih's words.

However, the man looked ordinary, not offended or discouraged. Rayan is not his biological child, but he does not mind his status as a father only for the child.

"Oh, obviously I admit it because the boy admitted it. Look, I'm just gonna give you this one warning. Don't bother my family, if you still want that honor!" adamant Fatih accused Hendra without hesitation and hesitation.

He turned around, but Hendra's voice next seemed to challenge Fatih's threat.

"You're just the father of the child, not the real father. There are more entitled in that position than you. I'm sure, as an educational person you know that. They are father and son, however hard you refuse. They still have blood ties and the child must know who the real father is," Hendra said, followed by a cynical smile to see Fatih's steps stop.

Seira's husband smiled as he looked down, he turned around and went back to Hendra. Patting the doctor's shoulder a few times before staring at the fallen leaves.

"I don't deny about their birth status, I also don't forbid the child to know who the father is, but as an educational person and an expert in both physical and psychological health, as well, is it appropriate for someone with the title of doctor like you to do this? Until the boy was scared."

Hendra snorted, "You're overreacting. Tell me you're afraid of losing Seira, right? I don't want to know the boy as his father. Selfish!"

Fatih looked at him in silence. Scrutinized the round face before him that looked filled.

"We are preparing mentally for him to accept this reality. We don't want to do it all of a sudden, and again you're just a stranger who shouldn't interfere in our business. Take care of your heart, never expect something you can never have." Fatih smiled as Hendra looked up with wide eyes.

"Don't think I don't know who or how you are. I will always find out and keep an eye on the people who have been involved in the past with my wife. Remember, Doctor. You already have a wife and children too, why still keep another name in your heart? Look at them, the people you're supposed to take care of." Fatih clucked while shaking her head.

While Hendra was dumbstruck like a fool who was being skinned. Fatih looked at Hendra's wife and son.

"The woman's love, if she knew her husband loved another woman and was the wife of a man, I'd ascertained how his heart was broken to pieces. Also the boy, if he knew his father's behavior, would you still be the first love of his heart?" fatih's Sarcas.

Doctor Hendra is getting restless, he's been dealing wrongly with Fatih. His threat must have been no joke. Fatih can do whatever he wants. Fear slowly filled his heart, making Hendra look anxiously at his wife especially when he saw Seira sitting with him.

Fatih took a quick glance and saw finding anxiety on her face.

Hendra glanced at him, but Fatih did not take his eyes off Seira at all. The woman was beautiful, especially when she was angry for defending the family.

"They will understand each other as fellow women and fellow mothers. You have a child too, Doctor. How would you feel if someone traumatized her like our son?" Fatih stared fixedly at Hendra's paled face.

"Forget what's in your heart, because it's all for nothing. Just focus on your family, and never again disturb the peace of my family, especially my children and wife. I will not hesitate to give up that honorary title that you are proud of. Take that, Doctor!" fatih said once again pointing at Hendra's face that was flooded with sweat.

Fatih turned around, just as Seira also stood up from her seat. The woman rubbed their child's head with a smile before turning around to wait for her husband. His gaze sharpened and threatened as it fell on Hendra's eyes.

Fatih embraces Seira's waist while taking her for a walk leaving the park. Under Hendra's heated eyes, as well as the disappointed Nisa, the two continued to step forward without a care.

"Well, by the way?" ask Fatih.

Seira nodded, then asked, "Where is he, Mas? He's not gonna bother Rayan anymore, is he?" Anxious, that was what was in Seira's heart.

Fatih smiled, pulling Seira's body closer and closer to her.

"You calm down, Mas sure he will not dare to bother Rayan again. Believe the same, yes. Relax your heart," said Fatih while staring at the face of Seira who from anywhere must look sweet and beautiful.

The woman nodded, calmed down a little after talking to them. Hopefully after this everything will be fine until the time comes. Time where Rayan must know everything.

In the garden, Hendra stared at his wife and son. Her heart hesitated to step towards them, what did Seira really talk to Nisa about?

The lady by the lake was glaring as their eyes cluttered. As if reluctant to see the man who was still pecking under a headland tree. Hendra gulped his hard-earned saliva, like blocked thorns like a stabbing pain.

Nisa moved, holding their son's hand, leaving the park and the man who had been her husband for five years. Hendra shook his head, dashing down the hill in pursuit of Nisa's quick steps.

"Mother! Dad's still there, why are we leaving? Let's wait for Dad first, Mom," said their son who was walking dragged.

"Nisa! Waitaminute! Don't go, baby!"

Nisa did not fret, continued to walk quickly did not wait for the steps Hendra chasing.

"Sina!" Hendra pulled the wife's hand, holding her back so she wouldn't run again.

The woman turned away, reluctant to meet her husband.