
Note: Why do some readers suddenly disappear? Or on the chalk chapter?
Pak Adi has filed a divorce lawsuit against Amira, he does not want to continue to have a selfish wife even with the heart to kill his own granddaughter let alone it is the son of Darsen, a son that he loves very much. If he hates Mela, at least he refuses to do that because the child in Mela's birth is also the son of Darsen.
Darsen who knew the news his parents would divorce directly to Pak Adi at work. Who wouldn't be angry if her mother was divorced by her husband?
"What did you do?" ask Darsen.
"You mean?"
"Mother divorced mom?"
Mr. Adi raised his face that had read the newspaper. He smiled slightly making Darsen even more annoyed.
"What's wrong mom?" bentak Darsen's.
Mr. Adi sighed and replied casually. "Why don't you ask your mother?"
Darsen was getting angry, he even pulled the father's shirt without feeling guilty.
Darsen loved his mother and loved her more than his father.
Mr. Adi calmed Darsen, he told him to sit quietly and Pak Adi gave the results of the orange juice lab which was then given to Mela by Amira. Darsen is still not aware of his mother's mistake Adi explained with a smile.
"Your mother who made Mela miscarry, she deliberately put abortion drugs in Mela orange juice," explained Mr. Adi.
Darsen's eyes quivered as if he did not believe his father's words, all this time he knew his mother loved Mela very much and it was impossible to do that but the evidence was strong, Mr. Adi will not change his mind to divorce Amira. He wants Amira to take responsibility for his actions.
Darsen tried to call his mother but the number was off even though a few hours ago he still met her.
"Sometimes the facts are not in line with our thinking. Your mother has always been jealous of Mela" said Mr. Adi.
Darsen rubbed his face rough, he still could not believe if a mother did that which killed her own grandson.
Darsen stepped out and got into his car. Can't imagine the feelings of Mela who knew if her mother accidentally put abortion drugs on her drink, surely Mela would be very sad.
Darsen began to drive the car, he went somewhere the most important can vent his sadness. His mother whom he always loved and was proud of turned out like that to make him very shocked.
Darsen tried to call pras, he invited him to a normal place. After that Darson immediately headed to that place.
***
Pras was surprised by the gloomy face of Darsen who only played his food, even from earlier Darsen did not tell what really happened.
"What the hell is it, boss?" ask Pras.
"My mother deliberately dropped Mela's contents."
"What's? It doesn't look like Miss Amira is like that."
Darsen was only speechless he did not respond to Pras, Pras patted Darsen on the back to spread it.
"Then what about Mr Adi?"
"The father will divorce my mother."
Pras knows that Darsen is deeply saddened by their divorce. Does a child want their parents to divorce? No one wants that.
***
Mela is still hospitalized, she is alone and feeling very lonely. All he knows is that Darsen is still working and will be visiting him at lunchtime.
The door of the room opened, and he saw Lexter coming with fruits.
"Where is your family?" ask Lexter.
"Why aren't you here?"
Mela tries to sit down, Lexter helps her. He was astonished by Lexter's sudden good demeanor.
"Darsen hasn't come here yet?"
"He's working. He's a busy man."
Lexter opened the orange and peeled it instead of Mela, but he ate it himself. Mela felt very awkward with the man. The trauma of Leon hurting her is now turning to Lexter's fear.
"You want to?" ask Lexter.
Mela shook her head, she just wanted Lexter to leave quickly before Darsen came here. She doesn't want her husband to misunderstand Lexter's arrival.
"This is my question. Why did you marry your own sister?" ask Lexter.
Mela sighed. "Because we love each other."
"That's it?"
Lexter stood up and brought his face closer to Mela. Mela retreated, but Lexter's hand held both of her shoulders.
"If love is a reason to be together, then love is also a reason to separate" Lexter said.
Mela did not understand Lexter's words, at the same time Darsen and Pras came. Darsen immediately pulled Lexter's shirt and tried to hit him but was prevented by Pras.
"What did you do to my wife?" bentak Darsen's.
Lexter just smiled a little, he sat down on the sofa while staring at Darsen's fiery anger.
"Calm down! We're talking about it!" lexter.
"Pras, drag him out!"
"Good, Boss."
As Pras was about to try to touch her, Lexter immediately brushed her aside. Lexter came out mocking Darsen. Darsen immediately hugged Mela he did not want anything to happen to his wife.
"Why do you always worry me?" ask Darsen.
"I'm fine."
Darsen kissed Mela's face, Pras who was there was quite uncomfortable. He turned his face away and walked out of the room instead of becoming a mosquito repellent.
"I'm fine, brother."
"You should call me if she comes, I'm afraid she's psycho like her sister."
Mela shook her head, explaining that Lexter didn't hurt her. He also said that Lexter was very good at even bringing fruits for him.
"Since when have you been defending her? Huh .. I'm jealous," said Darsen like a child.
Mela cupped her face, she was very anxious with her husband. It is undeniable that he loves Darsen who is his first love. Darsen hugged her tightly, not wanting to lose Mela. It's enough he lost Seila, he doesn't want to lose Mela anymore.
The impatient Darsen immediately kissed her, he didn't care if this was a hospital. They kiss very friendly even Mela also miss the caress of Darsen because she was in the hospital for a few days. Their tongues fighting each other determined the victor and their breaths were breathless. The turmoil of love is already on the edge but Darsen must control his lust so as not to kebablasan.
"Boss?" said Pras who was entering the room.
Mela immediately pushed Darsen, she was very embarrassed to be caught kissing in this room. Darsen wiped his wet lips.
"Cih .. This is not a hotel" Pras said.
"Shut up!" answer Darsen.
Pras brought someone that is Pak Adi. Mr. Adi only shook his head when he saw his perverted children in any place.
"Mela, how you doing, honey?" ask Mr. Adi.