It's not my fault for taking your wife

Where's My Wife?

“Maysha quiet yes ... It's okay, Dear .. All dear Maysha. Don't be afraid, yes.” With full softness Giany is still trying to calm Maysha. “We go to the room only, yes ... Maysha want?”

Maysha replied with a nod, so Giany immediately led her into the room. Likewise with Early Mom who tailed behind them. The woman seemed unconcerned by Ayra's presence there. Even seemed reluctant to be unpretentious with the woman who had been his daughter-in-law.

Ayra was frozen in place. Trying to hold back her crying.

Feeling unaccepted Giany brought his son into the room, Ayra wanted to follow but Allan immediately pulled his arm.

“I want to be with Maysha, I'm her mother!”

“Quite Ayra!” Allan snapped loudly until his voice echoed through the room. “You are aware of what you are doing? You who have traumatized Maysha until it becomes what it is now.”

“Allan, I know I was wrong but I also need time with Maysha.”

Allan grunting. Until now Ayra did not realize his mistake. “You yourself wasted your time. It's not Maysha's fault that she feels you're foreign.”

"You don't try to keep me away from him, Allan. Maysha is not only your son, but also my son!"

Allan grew furious at Ayra's words. "You realize that Maysha is your son. Then why did you leave him for your career?"

Allan's question also managed to silence Ayra. He threw Allan's hand which grabbed his arm, then dropped his body on the sofa. He's breaking his fatigue there. Sadness and disappointment melt into one. Creating a deep pain.

Rice has become porridge. Maybe that phrase is right for Ayra. However, it can no longer change what happened in the past. It was too late, for Allan and Maysha had already closed the door of her heart to Ayra.

A few minutes later, the woman looked calmer. Her crying also began to stop. Allan was still standing in front of him to keep Ayra from disturbing his daughter's composure by forcing her into the room.

"Now you better go. There's still plenty of time for you to meet Maysha, and be in better shape."

Ayra remained silent. The woman felt hard to get away from the house she once lived in with Allan. Moreover, there is a figure of Giany who is ready to replace his place. Allan seemed to have buried all the sweet memories with Ayra, who had been engraved in the house.

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Tong Ting!

The house bell rings.

This time it was like being pressed a few times impatiently. Also the sound of knocking on the door that accompanies him. It's as if the creatures that are out there are so demanding to open the door immediately.

Aunt Misa's coming from the kitchen. Stepping hurriedly towards the front room while cursing in the heart of anyone who was pressing the bell and knocking on the door impatiently.

As soon as the door opened, the woman looked surprised. How not, in front has stood some neighbors with the RT chairman who numbered several tens of people.

“What's up, Sir?” ask Aunt Misa.

Aunt Misa looked at some of the citizens who were in front in wonder, some were whispering to each other, some were growling. Seeing that, Aunt Misa also suspected that something was wrong was happening.

“Doctor Allan is there. But there are guests. If you may know, what is it, sir?”

“Sorry, we need it with Doctor Allan,” replied the man in his forty years.

“Really! Quickly get Doctor Allan out!” a man shouted, followed by several others.

A commotion was created, making Allan surprised and immediately went out. So even with Ayra who was curious, what was ahead there.

“Aunt Mass, what's up?” allan asked as soon as he arrived at the doorway.

“This is Doctor, there is Mr. RT and some residents are looking for.”

Allan looked at the many citizens gathered in front of his house in wonder. “Sorry, Mr Sofyan, what is it?”

“Sorry that our arrival surprised Mr. Doctor. But I received a report, said his Doctor Allan took away the wife of Mr. Desta. And now, Mr. Desta's wife is in this house. Is true?”

Allan took a deep breath. Then examine one by one dozens of people who are in front of his house. He just realized, one of them is Desta. Allan's gaze turned sharp.

“Sorry, Doctor .. Some residents also claimed to have seen a young woman around this house. Mr. Desta showed me a picture of his wife. And some residents who have seen also admitted, that it is true that the woman in the photo is the same as the people who have seen around this house," said Mr. Sofyan at length.

"Is it true, Mr. Desta's wife is indeed in this house?” asked Mr. Sofyan again when Allan just silently looked at Desta.

Desta then approached and stood right on the side of Pak RT. A smile of victory rose at the corner of his lips. Reporting Allan to the local RT chairman seemed like the right decision to recapture Giany from Allan.

Allan was silent, but his gaze was still the same. His eyes were so lit up that they emitted anger. It was as if that gaze was capable of burning Desta's body to ashes.

“Where is my wife, Giany?” asked Desta in a defiant tone.

Allan looked at Sofyan. "Sir, please come in first. Let's talk inside" Allan tried as quietly as possible.

"No need! I'm just here to pick up my wife and bring her home!" exclaim Desta.

Ayra who was standing right behind Allan was shocked. He did not think at all that it turned out that Allan was trying to take someone's wife. And worse, bring to live in his house.

So this Giany is somebody's wife? In the mind of Ayra.

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