I'm The One You Throw Out
Who's That Man?
"Why did you hit your wife, son? What's her fault?" mother asked while hugging Lita who was still curled up on the floor.
Luckily, the situation that night in the hospital was a little quiet even though there were some people passing around the hallway where they were. Zafran fluttered with the glare of his sharp eyes stifling at Lita.
It was unexpected that the woman he loved, the woman he chose to be a wife even willing to drive away the perfect woman like Seira, had been deceiving him all along. Oh, right, his parents were fraudsters, too. The falling fruit will not be far from the tree.
"He cheated on us, Mom! Just like his old nipu parents I'm going broke now," growled Zafran from behind his draped teeth.
Jago frowned, he did not know the life story of Zafran suit Seira departure although still working in the warehouse. It is fitting that the man looks more tangled after the death of his first wife. Apparently, his life was already miserable at the beginning of their marriage.
"Kneep? What do you mean our nipu? Nipu what?" ask me, I don't understand.
Mother looked at her son who had never been angry like now especially to play hands. In the past, Zafran was a man who could not control his anger. After Seira came, everything became under control. Like a buffalo being restrained by a rope. Then, the woman left and the rope came off which made her free again.
Disappointment radiates through the eyes of Mother, regretting everything that happened. The destruction of his life began from the departure of the woman they had always despised. Tribulations continue to come and turn to bring the test to their lives.
What happened was a result of their actions. There would be no smoke if there were no fire.
"That child .. is not my child!"
Duars!
Not only was Mother jolted to the ground, but also Jago who was standing behind Zafran was preparing to hold the body of the man. Their pair of eyes glared almost out of place.
"Aragh!"
She held onto her left chest which was suddenly tight and painful, but could still hold it. Jago froze in place, distrustful of what his hearing captured.
Lita was also surprised to hear the growling sound of Zafran, he looked up with tears that scattered his cheeks. He looked at Zafran like a slave asking for forgiveness.
"Say I'm the same mother whose son is Naina?" zafran growled while sharpening his eyeballs.
Lita really never expected, the secret she kept would be opened so soon. They are in a difficult situation and have nothing. It's all over, it's all over. The woman lowered her head to avoid Zafran's demands through the look in her eyes.
"No-no, kid. You don't say that, Naina is your son. I'm sure," said I'm soft, but it contains doubts in the heart.
Zafran's eagle eyes turned to the most meritorious old woman in his life, not at all relaxing the emotions as if no matter what could have happened.
"I'm telling the truth, Mom. Hendra says our blood is no match for Naina, and she desperately needs it now to stay alive. I just want to know whose son Naina is? Who's that guy?" sahut Zafran was still with a bursting rage.
The jago regained his senses, quickly looked around and found some people focusing their attention on them.
"Sir, you better not be here. Shame on people, it's a disgrace, sir." Jago tries to resuscitate Zafran.
Again his eyes went around and still found them there. Noticing while whispering, pointing Lita though not directly.
"I don't care, Jago. I just want him to tell me who Naina's father is? The child I was caring for was not my flesh and blood. He's someone else's son, but WHO?!" Zafran's voice rose to the point of jolting Hendra who was in the room.
The young doctor hurriedly said goodbye to his colleague, running out while opening the mask. He breathed a sigh to see a scene that was not supposed to happen.
"Zafran, don't embarrass yourself. Look, there's a lot of people watching you. Come with me to the room, you can finish it right there," said Hendra, taking him away and into the room.
Mother strengthened her heart and herself, helped Jago the old woman to get up from the floor. Even with Lita who is not left behind. He resigned, accepting the fate that would befall his life. Who was Naina's father? He himself does not know.
Inside the room, Hendra acted as a mediator. Zafran still looked furious, his hands clenched coldly to skin Lita's sickening face.
While the woman, continued to bow with both shaken shoulders. She cried, regretting everything that had happened to her life.
"Lita, you have to admit who the father of your child is!" hendra asked in a soft tone as she stared furiously at him who had ruined the lives of the two friends she loved. Especially the life of Seira, the woman who once reigned in his heart.
Lita shook her head, kept bowing and sobbing without knowing her crying would end.
"You don't know if you don't want to answer?" The continued question from Hendra made Zafran glance over. The two clenched hands became increasingly visible, the man was unable to control his emotions at the moment.
"I don't know," Lita replied shaking.
Plaque!
Once again a slap landed on Lita's cheek, tearing one corner of her lips until blood seeped. Lita fell down from the chair, imagine how hard Zafran's punch was.
"Zafran! You can not play recklessly, there are laws that prohibit doing KDRT. Remember, Zafran, you're her husband now." Hendra stood up to prevent Zafran from overdoing it.
He did not want his friend was involved with the authorities because he could not control himself.
"I don't care, Hendra. I don't care. He and his parents cheated me, they're the bad guys, Hendra. They are! Not me!" zafran snapped at Lita on the floor.
"Sorry, Mas. I'm sorry, I don't want to cheat on you, but I don't know who Naina's father is. I'm .. I'm tainted, Mas," let Lita defend herself.
The idea popped up suddenly, in Lita's heart smiling hoping Zafran would believe it.
"tainted? Who did it, if you were forced, you would know what the face of that person is, right? Or you are confused about which man you should make a victim to be responsible for the baby in your womb at that time. You keep picking on me because I'm the only one you can see. I do, don't I?" snapped Zafran beaver.
Right, it's all true. Lita was confused to have to hold who was responsible at that time because she had slept with several married men. Become a mistress of striped noses for some money. At last he remembered Zafran, the husband of a friend who had helped him.
It was difficult to conquer Zafran at that time, but in the end it also succeeded until now arrived. When everything breaks down and destroys his life. His head was getting deeper.
Zafran laughed discordantly, laughing at himself so foolishly. The mother who saw and heard, was getting shocked. His chest was getting narrower, his old face was deathly pale.
"How many men did you sleep with before you ran away with me? I really do not think, you are just a disgusting j*l*ng. I don't want to have a wife like you anymore, I ...."
"Aragh!" Mother's moaning voice stopped Zafran's sentence.
Everyone turned their heads and was startled by the condition of Mother lying on the floor while holding her left chest.
"Mother!" Zafran and Hendra quickly ran towards Mom, panicking.
"Hendra, hurry up and help Mom, Hen. Hurry along!" pinta Zafran's.
Hendra went out of the room to call his partner to take Mom to the IGD room. They left Lita alone. No, Zafran asked Jago to keep an eye on him.
