Knitting Wounds Extreme

It will be the same

Light rain drenched the capital's activity this morning. There are rolls of many flavors that are now grinding Aditya's confidence very thinly. The sound of friction leaves and tree branches, melodious sound occasionally in the ears.

A glimmer of hope to atone for the sins of the past to Maya, now seems to run aground due to his last meeting with the woman this afternoon. Tonight, Aditya sits alone on the back porch, enjoying the smell of wet soil that now emanates from the small garden area near the gazebo in the middle of the kitchen.

Luxury house Aditya ....

Ditya never imagined, that he would meet such a situation. Reuniting with Maya, in fact also revealed a fact. How painful, when Maya was staring at him full of wrath. No problem, Aditya was guilty from the beginning. It was he who provoked the destruction of Maya's life.

And a lucky break, Ditya got the number of the pimp called Mami Jovita by Maya. On one occasion, Aditya promises to hold an appointment with the woman, to find out about Maya and her son.

Two years wading through the household ark with Citra, maybe this is the reason why God did not give him offspring through Citra. Sebersit conclusions began to take, maybe he should atone for his sins to Maya.

It hurts, but that's what it is. Ditya felt he could not continue the marriage with Citra, the woman his mother chose as the daughter-in-law of the Darmadji family.

At that time, Ditya had refused on the grounds that he was waiting for someone to come. But Inayah is still Inayah . Adi Darmadji's wife was a typical stubborn woman.

"Mas, why are you here?" Citra greeted Ditya, with eyes still puffy. The woman also placed a cup of hot tea in front of Ditya.

"Come in. The night is getting late."

Instead of entering, Citra sat quietly beside Aditya. There is a desire for such a large image, which unfortunately until now is finding a stumbling block.

"Later, Image. Go in by yourself. I still want to be here" Aditya replied in a soft voice. His tone was normal, it was just me, it sounded painful to a wife who felt neglected.

"Mas, you promised in front of your family and my family, if you won't ignore me" Citra said.

"Don't overdo it, Image. From the beginning I told you before marriage, I don't love you and you're willing to live with me. I never forced you to stay with me until now. I promised not to ignore you, just because I realized that I shouldn't have thrown my wife away. Now, the situation is different, Citra. The shadow of the woman who has haunted me for nine years has returned. He is my true love" Aditya said honestly.

"Unfortunately, I have hurt her noble heart" Ditya added.

Desperate Image hid her hurt feelings. It was just that, right now it felt so very painful and wanted to cry. If time could be turned, could Citra just back away from the matchmaking?

Unfortunately, the image had already fallen on the brink of regret, and no one could stop it.

"What's the reason I didn't conceive until this point, because you're the one doing the precaution, mas?" lirih Citra's. His eyes stare at the sky last night, but his hearing is working fine.

Dita is a doctor. Not prejudiced, it's just, Citra guessed roughly what happened in her household.

"I didn't do it. Don't accuse me. I also told you, don't hate and accuse Maya of no-no. He's so because I sprayed him in the past. He was just a victim, I was the main culprit" Ditya said.

"Lantas, what will you do after this? Divorce me?" ask Citra.

Like a spear that draws Ditya's chest. He realized, it was not only Maya that he had hurt very deeply. However, there is an image that is also feeling the pain.

Say Ditya jerk, Ditya will not object or deny.

"Maybe. But for sure, I'll find the place where Maya and my son live after this" replied Ditya quietly. He was well aware, he could not allow his son to bear the fate of growing up without a father, any longer.

"I don't know what's going to happen in the future, Mom. Only, the victim here is not only Maya, but there is your flesh and blood as well. Pity him who knows nothing. If you can, find him immediately" Citra said.

The woman's mind intersects with the logic that runs through her brain. She wants to control her husband alone, but does not have the heart to see Aditya's flesh blood displaced.

"Later, Citra. I'm not going to look for him until I meet my mother in the village" Aditya later said. The man got up, left Citra there.

"Tonight, I'll visit Mom, Citra. Stay home and I'll be home in a few days, maybe" Aditya said as he passed away, leaving Citra with eyes of disbelief.

"You left me home alone, Mom?" Citra asked softly, trying to dispel the tightness that suddenly hit her.

"Yes. I will settle my affairs there for some time," replied Ditya again before passing away.

'You, why has this attitude of yours changed like the first year we were married, ma'am?'

The image closed the eyes, enjoying the night breeze that accompanied the wound that slowly gnawed at the heart.

As for Aditya, the man immediately went to the room, walking with wide strides. Her legs are level, creating the sound of friction sandals house and floor.

The man recalled how Maya's choices revealed what she felt. The cruel whisper of himself in the past, his moans, even the painful sound mixed ****** that slid from Maya's lips, it felt Aditya could not stand it and wanted to eliminate it. Unfortunately, Ditya could not do it.

"I swear, Ditya. Even the pain, you will never be able to make up for it with the world and the variety of its contents. The most painful thing was, when I was driven out of your house by your mother and sister, in the condition that I contained your flesh and blood. The abuse, insults, blasphemy, all I received and I was accused of slandering you at that time. Heavy rain ... I am trained to be expelled from the village, for defending the child. I, I .. kept walking around looking for mercy, becoming a vagabond and eating the leftover rice of people for two months. You ... You won't know what it's like, pain like ... that I .. taste."

Once pulled, all of Ditya's clothes in one saf were scattered on the floor. The man's breathing hunted down along with his heart pumping faster. Ditya's face paled again, imagining how miserable Maya was then, making Aditya feel helpless himself.

The man's eyes turned red, as a result of not being able to withstand the intense turmoil that managed to stir his brain. Ditya's head twitched, letting linu seep on the temple to his back head.

Shortly after, Aditya throws his body to the floor. This is just the beginning. It is certain in the future, Aditya will feel the same as Mayasari Ahmad since nine years ago.

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