Knitting Wounds Extreme

Early karma.

The journey this time was slow for Aditya. The man felt that a long time had passed, and he did not come to his hometown, even though he was driving his car at a moderate speed. The restless fidget that peppered his heart at the moment, completely drove him almost mad.

Gavin Elano Darma's.

His son, Ditya really misses Gavin so much. No matter if Ditya has to challenge the world, it feels like Ditya wants to take Gavin even if Maya does not allow it.

"Mas, force Maya, marry her and make up for all your past mistakes with her. I don't want you wallowing in regrets for the rest of your life. We'll get divorced as soon as possible, so Maya can have you all" said Citra, who sits next to the wheel.

He should feel guilty for his wife. But how else? When Maya returns to her life, Ditya feels that her soul is coming back to life. With Citra, Ditya did not feel any emotions. Everything seems flat.

"I'll try. But if Maya refuses, I don't know how to persuade that woman anymore, Ci. She's a stubborn woman, again firm on her stance and principles" replied Ditya softly, focusing on the streets ahead without looking at Citra.

In his place, Citra still felt slashed in his heart. Although she has tried to reduce her love for Ditya, but still it does not make Citra love to her husband, can disappear slowly.

Removing Ditya is not a good option, even though he can actually hold Ditya for the rest of his life. But for the sake of the happiness of the husband, as sick as a lump of red in his chest, Citra will be willing.

Difficult indeed. But this is sacrifice. That's devotion. The image just wants to be happy. That'sthat's all. Not more.

And just as the two had reached the border of the village, Ditya suddenly braked his car. The man suddenly felt his heart stomp wildly, as his net was glued to a bamboo room roofed with Rumbia leaves.

Memories of more than nine years ago, Ditya remembered, similar to the neatly arranged puzzle grille in his brain. I don't know, Ditya seemed to feel Maya's wounds at that time.

Giving up honor, ignored, abandoned while pregnant, and expelled from the village.

Oh don't forget, even insults for the sake of insults, mockery for the sake of making, Maya has been full of receiving it all. And all that, comes from Aditya's fault.

"I deserve to be called an asshole" Ditya said.

The image frowned, when his gaze was fixed on the bamboo room that seemed to have been repaired. Previously, Citra did not feel strange about the place.

"What's with the room, Mom?" ask Citra later.

"That's where it started, I ruined Mayasari Arsyad's life, Citra. Because of me, his life had to be ruined without a remnant. I don't know why it's like this. But if Maya asks for my life as her ransom, I'll give it. It is not easy to live a life confined to the streets, when it contains my flesh and blood" replied Ditya.

And a clear hatch similar to liquid crystal, also decay from the tail of the eye Citra. No matter how strong the image holds, the woman's wound will still not be able to heal.

Maybe because of too much love for Ditya, to make Citra so sick.

"You love him so much, Mom. I hope after this, you mean it to atone for your sins against him. Marry Maya immediately. If he refuses, tell him you did it all, just because you want to make Gavin happy" Citra said.

Ditya just nodded, and continued on his way back.

Just when he arrived at the mansion owned by his parents, Ditya immediately stopped the speed of steering. The image came down, after Ditya who had found her sister so anxiously waiting for her on the front porch.

"Mas, the whole village is in an uproar because Maya has returned, and brings with her an eight-year-old son. He looks just like you. People associate it all, with what happened nine years ago, because they saw Maya's son who looked a lot like you. She was shocked and often fainted inside. How'this?" ask Sherla.

Sherla also feels that the child that Maya brought, is also Aditya's son. It could be said, if the child was also his nephew.

"Don't panic yet. Let's go in and talk to Mom first. We'll solve this problem soon" said Ditya, smiling warmly. To be honest, he had never talked much with his quiet sister.

"But, is he really your son, Mas? I, I'm afraid that if the news is true," Sherla couldn't help but be sad, "given nine years ago, it wasn't easy to be Maya's mother" Sherla later said.

"He's my son, Sherla. Don'worry. Maya and I had met in town a while ago," Ditya rubbed his sister's shoulder a few times, "come in. Please help Citra to bring in souvenirs," said Ditya, who was adopted by her sister.

Darmadji's son, who stepped in, looked around and found his mother unconscious, crumbling down on the sofa. Several people were seen gathering, with Adi - father Ditya - sitting on his wife's side.

"Dad," said Ditya later.

Adi turned his head, finding his son and daughter-in-law who came to visit.

"Let's talk, Ditya. I want to talk to you in one eye" Adi asked her son.

Ditya just nodded, and stared flatly at his mother. To be honest, Aditya is still a little angry at his mother, who has been acting arbitrarily to Maya.

While Citra, his son was sitting right next to the head of Inayah, before he held the head of the Mother-in-law.

"Actually, what happened, Sherla? I did hear about the incident nine years ago. It's just that, it covers the outline only," said Citra as it is.

Sherla looked at her sister-in-law full of nelangsa, "If Sherla told me, of course Sherla was sure that Citra's sister would not be strong to hear it. Mother has been so bad to treat mbak Maya, and also her mother. They're really good people. What's not good here, Mom and some people who have the same thoughts as Mom," Sherla replied, looking at her faithful mother closing her eyes.

"I'm sorry for all the past that has happened to Maya and your sister, Sherla. That is why, the brother chose to just step back, and demanded divorce from Ditya mas. Mas Ditya, must marry Maya as soon as possible, for the happiness and future of Gavin, his son," Citra said.

"Does Citra know the boy's name?" sherla replied, feeling her heart shake.

"Yes. Gavin Elano Darma's. Lucky Maya is still ready to pin the first name of this family, behind the name of her son. Not an easy thing, surely Maya still hopes if Gavin gets the place and rights that should be," Citra replied.

Just as Sherla was about to open her mouth, the mother was groaning a little, a sign that she had regained consciousness from her stupor.

"Engghhhhh .. "by Eran Inayah.

The woman who is lying helplessly will soon be overwritten by karma from the past.

Let's see how arrogant Inayah is after this. To Maya, even Inayah would prostrate to apologize to the woman.

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