It Turns out There's Love

51 - FACTS

The two men were still faithful behind the door. After that, so happy they did the scene hugging each other like Teletubbies saw Zafira's reaction when they found out the truth about her future husband.

It looks cruel, when Zafira was getting injured, the two men laughed happily. But they would rather see Zafira injured now than see Zafira getting hurt after staying on one roof with Ronald.

"Zafira, do you still want to continue this marriage after knowing Ronald's rottenness?" asked Citra curiously, still kneeling in front of the bride.

Zafira's heart ached again hearing Citra's question. Right now his mind and heart are really sad and disappointed to get betrayal for years from the man he has given full trust. Perhaps this was karma because he had wasted Fariz, the man who had always loved him sincerely and never once left him in any condition.

Now Zafira doesn't know, what to do now? To continue the marriage, it was impossible. His heart was already deeply wounded by Ronald's betrayal. And he also does not want to have to stay one roof with a man who is cunning and smart to hide his rottenness.

The image that had been impatiently waiting for Zafira's answer, finally re-opened the fact that this time Citra's speech had really destroyed the heart and soul of the bride and groom.

"For my good and yours, please cancel this marriage. I'm pregnant, Zafira," Citra said later, sounding very slow, afraid that Zafira would go into shock and faint upon hearing her delivery.

"Duarrr"

As if the cannon shot fell right on top of the head Zafira destroyed all the contents in his head and organs to hear the last word Citra said.

The taste of a sharp pain splitting Zafira's heart, into small pieces that made his heart bleed and hurt. Slowly the pain continued to creep, slash and slice his heart so that what was left behind was now only pain, disappointment, regret and disappointment mingled into one within him.

Either have to regret himself even hate himself for believing too much in Ronald. Ronald always considered an honest man and ignored all the prohibitions and advice of his entire family even his best friend, Fariz.

The face that had been roused with maxe ups that were so beautiful and amazing, suddenly moping. Cloudy misty wound cloud covered the bride's face. His eyes that had been held back from crying, now began to look dewy, dripping with a roll of clear water, drop by drop, flowing from both corners of his eyes.

The girl's chest felt tight. It felt like he had difficulty breathing so much he could not hear the news that had just been delivered Citra.

He did not expect, Ronald could lie to him for years. Pain felt in his chest. So that he squeezed his chest wrapped in white kebaya, holding back that the pain was not too piercing his chest cavity.

A few minutes later, the bride could not hold all her wounds. The sound of crying broke out. And he hiccupped until that slender body seemed to shake.

The image that was still kneeling at Zafira's feet became filled to see the bride who was supposed to be happy on her bridal day but it was precisely a loud cry that had to be shed.

The image went up and sat on the chair next to Zafira. Without hesitation the girl hugged the bride-to-be.

"I'm sorry Zafira, I'm sorry. I should have known this sooner. I'm sorry to have made your bridal day a cry. May you be strong through all this," regretted the image that he was unable to withstand his cries. The girl became joined in crying, able to feel the heartache Zafira bore.

The two girls were crying each other and the unrelenting image helped to strengthen the heart of the bride-to-be.

After a few minutes they shed tears, the sound of crying both of them had begun to subside. Zafira released a hug and looked fixedly at the girl in front of him.

Zafira knows, the image of a good girl. He could feel a sincere touch from Citra as she hugged him earlier.

"Thank you for the image. You're a good girl. You don't have to apologize or feel sorry. It is precisely I who should thank you for coming at the right time and for saving my life before I actually entered into the abyss of not knowing how deep it is, he said, that would bury me alive there" Zafira hugged Citra back, shedding a cry and two minutes later released her back.

The two sat back in silence. Calm each other's hearts and minds.

The image of trying to observe Zafira, it seemed like the bride-to-be's emotions had started to stabilize. He tried to talk back, heart to heart.

Zafira swallowed a coarse salivary, looking at the unblinking image.

"Yes, I'm calmer. What do you want to show me?," Zafira wiped the tears with the back of her hand.

The image opens the bag and pulls out an envelope containing paper inside.

"I'm going to show you this so you can trust me more and not think I'm just making up a hoax like Ronald always does. Look at this!," Citra gave the white envelope to Zafira and quickly took it. He was impatient to read the contents of the paper.

With trembling hands and taking a deep breath, the girl slowly opened the envelope and took out the paper inside. Little by little, he spread the paper. His heart felt fear, but great curiosity eroded his fear.

After the paper managed to open wide, Zafira's eyes were no less wide, wide open for the sake of seeing the writing on the paper. The girl's hand drooped, falling into her lap.

Positively. The writing is listed on the white paper given Citra. Only one word was read by Zafira, but it was able to make his heart scattered.

His eyes were now back dripping a circle of clear water that continued to flow and increasingly fell to the face that had been shrouded in sadness.

Heart's broken. His trust has been betrayed. The long time he had spent in a relationship and recognizing Ronald's nature, it was not enough to make him able to dive into the original nature of the prospective husband.

If time can be replayed. He didn't want to know Ronald. Too much loss he swallowed. He had wasted eight years and hurt himself with his stupidity of trusting a lying man like Ronald.

"And you need to know, I also studied in Singapore. One apartment with Ronald, just different rooms. And every night Ronald went to my room often." said Citra stopped because Zafira had cut him off.

Even though Citra had not finished his sentence but was able to make Zafira hit.

"Astaghfirullahal adzim Ya Allah.., so do you often do that?," Zafira was aghast with his mouth no longer closed. The mouth opens to form the letter O.

His brain immediately floated into an apartment occupied by Citra and imagined the two people were struggling, exchanging hot sweat on the bed without wearing a single piece of cloth.

Zafira closed her eyes, then as quickly as lightning cast that disgusting shadow from her mind. She was really disgusted to have to imagine Ronald's behavior already like a male prostitute.

"Yes, we do it often. But Ronald told me to take the Pill. She forbade me from getting pregnant. But after returning to Jakarta, I changed my mind. And unbeknownst to Ronald I deliberately didn't take the pill, hoping I could get pregnant and immediately formalize our relationship into marriage. Given our relationship that cannot be said to be just a love monkey, I also chose the way not to take the pill again. And the result you can see for yourself. My stomach..," Citra did not continue her sentence.

The girl opened a little blouse that was used, showing her stomach that looked like it was starting to bulge even though it did not look too big.

"Astagfirullahal adzim..," said Zafira repeatedly as he shook his head, staring concerned at the belly of the image that began to bulge.

Zafira was completely unexpected with all the bad news that came right on her wedding day. And far at the end of the heart, the bride and groom feel sorry for the two-bodied Citra but have not yet inaugurated the marriage. Zafira looked at Citra with pity.

Now Zafira not only pityed himself but he also pityed Citra's fate, feeling the suffering of the girl who had to bear the burden of her own actions.

"Now tell me, how do you know my home address and how do you know that today is my wedding day?" asked Zafira observing the girl next to him.

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