Love In The Wound

Chapter 46

POv Rohman

Prangs! Prangs!

"Apa... I don't accept. Dikha is really cunning, how dare he snatch Naima contemptuously." Smouldering my chest, seeing Naima prefer that lecherous man. Until the whole room I threw a floor and broke.

I don't understand why Naima is that innocent, she doesn't know how to choose a man who's more worthy of her. What I lack all this time, even I am willing to raise his son to get him.

But look! he still forgives Dikha. This time I will not remain silent. I will make Dikha and Naima regret their actions for playing with my feelings.

Geck! Geck! Geck!

Someone knocked on the door. It turns out that she was worried about my condition.

"Rohman, what's wrong with you, son? you all right?" He asked, until I finally calmed down and opened the door I locked from the inside.

"Geez, Rohman. You broke the furniture in your room? same story, Mom, what's the matter, son?" Mother pulled my arm and shook my hand but I could not speak but cry and embrace her.

"Swimming, Son. Don't do anything that will make you sick later!" Mom was the greatest woman I had, she always loved me with all her heart. Even very afraid if my sister or I get hurt just a little bit.

"But this is more than pain, ma'am. I can't believe what I saw today" I said annoyed.

"See Mom!" He framed my face. "Did Naima prefer Dikha to you?" tanyanya looked seriously.

"Yes, Mom. In fact, even worse. Dikha seems to be the father of the child Naima gave birth to all this time," I replied, even more shaken with disappointment.

"What's? isn't Dikha a good-natured child, son?" I was a little surprised and less trusting.

"AstaufiruLah azhim thing, I did not expect the child turned out to be bad behavior."

I also sat on the bed. Wiping his angry face and angry feelings. I don't know what I can do now. I have truly lost the woman who has been my dream as a companion.

"Rohman

, yes, my son. Maybe Naima isn't your match," Mother advised me, and only I called.

He left me alone, so I went out and left the house. Throwing away the turmoil that tormented me so much.

If time could be turned, I should not accept the match. In the end, I was also hurt by reality.

I drive the car at high speed, no matter how fast it takes me. Shortly after, I lost control. Then he slammed the steering wheel into the side of the road and hit a tree until it was ruffled.

My head slammed into the steering wheel but I was still conscious and felt that something was flowing from my forehead. I rubbed the liquid and it was blood. I was shocked to see the blood, and then tried to get out of the car looking for a safe place.

Sure enough, the sound of an explosion that was about a few meters away from where I was standing made my body feel like flying and slamming.

The flames from my car attracted the attention of many people. They came closer and helped me stand up.

Today I am the one who is broken, wounded and lost because of my anger due to suffering.

You see, how I'm going to repay this heartache