Knitting Wounds Extreme

The taste of being killed is dead.

"Funny. Sounds like this is so funny. Even your tyrannical mother once kicked me on the shoulder just because she wanted me out of your house. Now, that savage woman wants to meet my Gavin? Tell him I won't let him touch my son!" toilet Maya with a flash of wrathful eyes.

The situation heated up again, when Gavin, who had just arrived with Fatma from the afternoon streets, entered unexpectedly.

"Get in the room, Gavin. I'm having a tyrannical guest who shouldn't be around you" Maya tells Gavin, "Mom, take Gavin in" she tells Fatma.

Gavin passed with half-run steps. The pounding chest of the boy was similar to that of Aditya, so tight. A lump of blood boils because of the anger that dominates, try to hold Gavin. The child's heart is not as strong as the coral, which remains strong in the waves of turmoil longing for the creature he should call Father.

Is the world fair to Gavin?

Only, Gavin can not do much, to be able to declare longing, because there is a mother who he loves is injured.

"You should have seen the hurtful gaze of the son I gave birth to, Aditya. She desperately wanted Father's figure to be able to embrace her, taking her in a paradise of happy little family beauty. Because of your mother and her arrogance, my son must not feel what Father's affection is. Now, Mrs Inayah who used to kick me out and once kicked me in the stomach, wants to hug Gavin? Shameless!" maya shouted boldly.

The image seems out of breath, when imagining how the flower that has withered, must be forcibly removed from the earth that became his world. Expelled when Hamil, kicked in his stomach very horribly, then separated very cruelly from a man who is loved very much.

Even if Citra occupies that position, Citra will never be able to live it. Can live for so long, it is a success of life. Like Maya for example.

"That's why we came, Maya. I, as Mother's daughter, wanted to apologize, in all humility," Sherla suddenly got up and knelt at Maya's feet, leaving Maya shocked as Sherla said, "Mother's sins do not deserve forgiveness. But please, with all the generosity of Maya, please give us a chance to cross the penance, and give us a chance to make things right. I promise and I'll guarantee you, Mom will change. Please, help us, mother Maya."

Not wanting to let go, Maya, with all her heart, avoided Sherla who was resting at her feet.

"Wakeup. I don't want to be like your tyrannical mother. Go home and don't set foot in my house again. Between me and Aditya it ended nine years ago, oh no, it was almost ten years. So, don't take my life and my son away who should be calm and happy. I'm without a husband and Gavin is without a father, already happy with our version" Maya said, shifting.

The heart that originally had branches of dreams and hopes, has now been broken. Even the sound of a crack in the chest of the girl, was heard by her ears.

It feels lara, but try to keep Sherla at the stand to apologize, for the mother who has brought it to the world.

"I know, Maya. We did not come to harass Maya and Gavin, but we came .... "

"Just hold. Dear Madame Inayah will get a grandchild soon from the womb of her daughter-in-law, an honorable woman with all her intelligence and degrees commensurate with her. Me being? I'm nothing more than a prostitute who's been a lot on the face of a man out there. So undo your mother's intention to make peace with me. Maybe from the beginning, God didn't predestine me and your family to have a connection. I still remember very well, how the insulting sentence hurt the venerable Mr. Aditya Darmadji a few days ago. I'm just a whore who snare men under the pretext of love. A whore who fights alone for the survival of the baby."

Aditya who had been silent since then, now looked at Maya with sadness. Guilt, unable to make his lips speak, even if only one sentence.

Just this time, the gallant man felt defeated on his own. Lose only to a woman.

"If my life could have been atonement for my sin nine years ago, and my sin a few days ago against you, Maya, I would have accepted. But please, give me a chance to atone for all my sins, you and Gavin. I beg you" pity Aditya, clenching both hands in front of the chest.

"No, Aditya. Once I say no, it still won't change everything, including my decision. Go away, I don't want to beat around with a lot of unnecessary pleasantries," Maya pushed back, not caring about the many things that made Aditya's chest rumble again.

"Wait a minute, Maya. Ditya and I, we'll be separated soon. Do not reject good intentions. I, as a woman who knows nothing of your past, only want peace between you. For more than two years of being married, I know very well that Ditya loves you very much" Citra said this time, because it can not stand it anymore.

"But the taste of Aditya Darmadji, not a prostitute like me. Go home, before my patience is completely exhausted!" maya is full of emphasis.

Ditya's shoulder slumped, throwing a bloody stare at the owner of her love.

"You used to be so polite, Maya. You used to be so humble and have a tenderness that none of the women I've met in my entire life have. Why do you hate me so much to the veins now? How bad are your wounds? Let me heal your wounds, even if I realize, the scars will never disappear in your lifetime. Allow me, give me that chance, Maya. Just this once," asked Ditya, compassionate with all humility, humility, and ego humility.

"You want to know how bad I hurt? You sure you want to know how deep I am, Ditya? Even as deep as the Mariana Trench, will not be able to match the depth of my wound. I used to think that being a prostitute was the worst job. But in fact, being a prostitute is quite fun because I can live my family without bothering a gentleman like you. Go home, Ditya. Don't make me repeat the same request one more time!" maya toilet.

"alright. I'm going home. But remember one thing, Maya. I will return again, will not be dashed this hope, will not be lost this effort, will not die of this love to be able to hold you in the silence of the cold night. I love you" said Ditya, rising up, and looking at his sister and wife.

"Sherla, Citra, let's go home. The door to Maya's heart is not open yet, but I'll make sure I come back for hope and opportunity" continued Ditya, who made Maya's hair stand up.

Twilight this time, even the light can make Maya paled along with the feeling of trying to kill her dead.

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