Loving Another Woman's Husband

CHAPTER 50

On the plane to Jakarta - Yogyakarta, a young woman was seen sitting leaning against the window of the plane. His eyes looked at the white clouds that were hanging in the air, but his mind was not there at all.

He now only wants to visit the tomb of his father and mother. Let go of her longing even just by looking at their belly button. There was a burden that stifled his chest that did not know where he wanted to spill.

"Ma, Pa, your son has made a mistake" he whispered inwardly. "She has become a foolish woman blinded by her love. You have taught me the meaning of responsibility, now I go not to run from my mistakes, but let my departure make things better. Let me endure what I have done. Although there is actually someone else who should also be responsible for this situation, but let him be happy with the right life."

"Now I'm really alone Ma, Pa", she whispered softly and began to sob.

The tears that he had been enduring had now fallen unstoppable. Only tears are now loyal to her.

Instantly he was stunned, as if remembering something. Looking down, his hands spontaneously caressed his flat stomach. He was wrong, he is not alone now. There is a source of power that is feeding it. Something he must defend, and he teaches to be someone better than himself.

His chest felt more pain, his tears were pouring down his cheeks. He clenched tightly to his stomach, this was the first time he felt so affectionate with someone he had never met.

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Mas Ryan who was pacing in front of a building, shortly afterwards came Dimas with half a run.

"How did Dim get the info?" tanyanya expectantly.

"Here you are, said my friend who works at G****, this morning there is passenger data with the name Hanindita Amilia who flew to Yogyakarta. I think it's Dita Mas, because the birth date is the same" Dimas said.

"But my friend could not give more information about Mas passenger data, because it concerns the airline's SOP" continued Dimas.

Mas Ryan's face instantly changed, as if he had found hope.

"Don't be rash. Calm yourself first" said Dimas.

"But I have to find Dita soon" replied Mas Ryan.

"Mas, Dita is an adult, she knows how to calm down" Dimas assured Mas Ryan.

"But Dita is pregnant with my son Dim, if anything happens to him I will not be able to forgive myself" replied Mas Ryan who began to heat up.

"Mas, you forgot Dita was a very independent woman. He is intelligent in many ways, including for his safety" said Dimas again.

"Mas, now you focus on finishing your household affairs Mas. It's time for you to decide about your household. Not to mention the business with your parents, as you said your parents are waiting for your explanation there" continued Dimas calm Mas Ryan.

"Of Mas, you have to rearrange your life, when the time comes you can go look for Dita even I will help you" said Dimas while patting Mas Ryan's shoulder.

"Now let him calm himself, I know who Dita Mas is, he can't possibly waste his life. He is the most passionate person I have ever known, there's no way he's stupid for his safety" said Dimas, who reassured Mas Ryan.

Mas Ryan bowed lethargicly, justifying what Dimas said. At the moment he cannot think clearly. There was not a word he said to Dimas, just pat Dimas on the shoulder as if to say thank you, then get in his car and pass.

Ryan really needs to calm down at the moment. He must be able to think clearly in the face of all this. As he focused on the road, his hand touched something near the gears of his car. At the grab of the object, then in the look, it turns out it is a cramp drug given by the doctor to Dita yesterday. Instantly his heart returned to turbulence, his eyes felt heated. He rinsed his car, then cried. On his deck the medicine was on his chest as if to strengthen himself.

Now that all had happened, he cursed himself for all this. He made a big mistake in his life. Neglecting his assertiveness in the household, enjoying and buying time until everyone he loves now hates him. Remain he who has now gulped the fruit of all his indecisiveness all this time.