Knitting Wounds Extreme

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"Is that bad my family?" Aditya's shriek, neither able to stop the flow of Maya's tear river, throughout the actual story of Maya.

Maya closed her eyes, allowing her tears to continue to crack open the river from the corners of her eyes. Aditya is the source of the injury for her. But faced with the way Ditya knelt down, Maya seemed to be devastated.

"Wakeup, Ditya. This is the last time you and I met. Let me be free after this. I can't just shut up after you hurt me, then get to me easily. No, I can't let that happen. I've fulfilled your desire to speak with four eyes, explain what happened in the past that you don't know. So, fulfill my wish that I don't want to see you again. We're even after that, Aditya. In the future, act like you don't know me, wherever we're destined to be reunited with God," Maya threw away her face, not wanting to stare at Aditya for a second.

Mayasari was tired, tired from being too strong against Ditya earlier. His attitude that seemed to soften, do not think Maya has forgiven Ditya completely. No, that can't happen.

To be honest, Ditya was not only taken care of by Nevan, but Jovita himself who spoke to him. Rich men like Ditya, of course, can bribe Jovita to shut up and use many ways to bring Maya with him.

"I can't promise you that, Maya. Among us, there will never be the term story that ends. Where, where's our son?" tanya Ditya. His wet Netra was still staring at Maya with a soft lightning.

"He's dead, Ditya. I killed him" Maya replied calmly. Maya will make sure, Ditya will not be able even just to see, let alone touch it.

"You .. Did you kill him?" aditya asked in shock. The man got up, still clasping Maya's hand and sitting right beside Maya.

"of course. I killed him for life, it'll be for nothing. Look, he was born without a father and would just spend his time, filled with the ridicule of his peers for not having a father. Isn't that why I make sense?" Maya circulated her gaze, grabbing her bag lying on the sofa.

"I'm going home, Aditya. I've fulfilled your wish, so stop and never look for me again" Maya said, wiping her tears with a tissue.

Darling, Aditya's hand checks, successfully delays Maya's intention to leave.

"Maya, don't lie to me. I'm sure you can't possibly finish off your own flesh and blood. Iknowyou. You have a soft heart and it's impossible for you to kill an innocent baby" Aditya stared at Maya, still with his eyes open.

Line after line of wounds in Maya's heart, growing. The woman looked at Ditya, patting her own chest and saying, "here, you've already incised a lot of wounds, Ditya. Didn't you realize I hated you half-empty, and chose to finish your son off as an impingement? My once tender heart, dead, replaced with an indignation that never died."

Ditya silent not to say. The look in her eyes turned to Maya's right hand, which revealed the softness of her black skirt, "This injury, this kind of wound I often feel in order to survive. Who will unite women****** like me, Ditya? Since long ago, everyone humbled me, belittled me and looked me one eye. No one will be willing to hire me. That's why I was whoring, just like your mother told me back then. The name that your mother made for me, in fact I was able to make it happen," Maya said, smiling bitterly.

"May ...."

"Stop, Aditya. Don't continue. I can't if you keep flirting again. Enough to get here. Between you and me, it's over. Do not bring up something that has stopped and finished long," said Maya, did not give the opportunity to Aditya talk.

He was silent for a moment, before returning to his voice, "If so, then where is the body of our child buried, Maya?" aditya asked, in a soft voice.

Aditya is stuck in his place, letting Maya go and looking at him. No less resourceful, Aditya also rises, following Maya without Maya's knowledge who immediately steps into her simple room, behind the entertainment venue tonight.

Not wanting to disturb Maya, Ditya then stepped up and met Jovita, Mami the female entertainers in this place.

"Hows it? Maya rebelled?" mami Jovita asked Ditya, when Ditya had entered his room.

"Yes, according to your guess, ma'am. But there is one thing I want to know the facts of Mayasari," Aditya said without further ado.

Although Maya's lips said that there was no child between her and Maya, Ditya was not sure. The man's heart just didn't believe it. Ditya suspects that Maya deliberately hid their child, simply because she did not want Ditya to see her child.

"Everything is precious, Ditya's old. Everything that is important and much needed, there must be a price. Moreover, the information is very important and valuable that you want from me," Jovita replied and smiled meaningfully.

Jovita smokes his cigarette, blowing the faint smoke to form an abstract pattern in the air, before then just disappearing.

Ditya is certainly not an innocent man who does not know what Jovita means. Women like Jovita, of course, will not miss the opportunity to reap profits.

"How nominal do you ask? Just mention it," Ditya's responsibility is unmitigated. Aditya is even ready to spend the savings balance in his account, for the sake of Maya and her son. Aditya is just curious, where the son that Maya has been hiding.

"Give me a hundred million to redeem this accurate info, Mr. Ditya. I'm not just going to tell your son life or death, but I'm going to show you where Maya's son and Maya's mother live today" Jovita added.

The woman was thus in a relaxed fashion, grabbing and playing her clean glass of red wine. There was a craze sensation that Jovita liked, as she sipped gracefully at the red-colored drink.

"No problem. I'll bring him some cash for you as soon as possible" Ditya replied, "and I, I want you to drive me tomorrow morning to meet my son with Maya."

Aditya does not matter if he has to lose money with a large amount. Most importantly, he soon found out, where his son had lived all this time.

"It's nice to work with you, the handsome and rich Mr. Aditya. Tomorrow, Nevan will call you and we'll meet at the place I specify. Now go home, your wife will be waiting for you at home" Jovita said later.

Aditya nodded faintly, got up and passed wordlessly from there. Although her eyes looked flat, Jovita knew, Ditya regretted everything. There is no way Aditya does not regret, if the existence of his son, Ditya forced to look for him despite having to exchange a lot of money as his barter.

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