Lucia, Charm of Pregnant Maaba

Collapse of Trust

Where is there a love that wants to be divided in two? One is enough to make me not believe. All is endless when it comes to romance, even so I still fall in love.

Being with you hurts, but without you I'm much sicker.

A fitting parable for a woman who sits while looking at the twilight, by reading an old magazine that she has not had time to read.

After work Jihan enjoyed her time in the backyard, a cup of coffee accompanied the 28-year-old woman.

Bird chirping becomes a natural song, beautiful to hear each other.

The last page makes Jihan sip coffee to the toilet, stand up and go back into the house.

Along with the return of someone from the front door.

"Mass?" Jihan approached, hugging her husband with a sweet smile.

"Tumben came home in the afternoon? Usually the malem continues"

"Heem... Today I'm not feeling well" as I continue to climb the stairs to my room.

"You sick, mas?! Did you take medicine?" Jihan was anxious, continuing to follow from behind.

"Not yet, if you want to sleep"

"Don't wait, mas. Let me get you the cure" walked up to the medicine box in his room, looking for Paracetamol to ease the pain Ghani was feeling.

Jihan poured into a spoonful, then approached her husband again with slow steps so that the liquid did not spill onto the floor.

"Drink first mas"

"Later let's all" Ghani said as he opened his coat and shoes.

"Mas mumpung not too severe pain, drink yes. Open her mouth, Aaaaa....."

"I SAID LATER..!!!"

Bruk!

Ghani brushed off the medicine spoon, leaving him lying on the floor with liquid splattered.

Jihan jumped in shock, while holding her chest she stared at the fallen object.

What's wrong? Is it because he is too pushy? Isn't what she did just want her husband's recovery??

Jihan raised her chin to look at the husband's face, the man was pulling his own hair. There must be something that makes Ghani's mood worse, so that problem he brought to the house.

Jihan tried to stay calm.

"Sorry, I'm just worried about the situation. L'm.... I won't force the mas anymore" his great-grandson chose to give up.

Ghani looked at Jihan with anger, regret was rude, but the disappointment that was surrounding her was much greater.

"I met Vino" he exclaimed.

This time Jihan understood, what makes Ghani so enveloped in emotions. One person's name has answered all the questions that Jihan hasn't had time to ask.

"Do you know what he's saying?"

Jihan silenced, did not want to be wrong in making the word.

"She still wants to prove that you guys were in a relationship when you were married to me"

"I swear to God! I never betrayed you once. Nothing in my mind at all"

"Why is he so sure, huh?! He didn't give up at all even though you threatened to report him"

"Where do I know, my mom! I told you to let it go, he must be tired himself later"

The long-inaudible squabble finally came back, with the same language and never an end.

Where else should I look for this truth? Who to trust? Not even the name of God can restore the trust of a Ghani.

"Where else should I explain, mas? You should have believed more in me, the proof is that he never got any proof, right?"

Jihan began to get carried away, her chest fluttered rapidly, her eyes were diamond-like, her hands clenched until her sharp fingernails pierced through her palms.

"I don't have time to do anything like that from the start! I'm busy taking care of work and Lucia too. I even did the job you were supposed to do!" Pressing Ghani's left chest with his index finger.

Ghani silenced, this debate became a Boomerang for him. While the problems between them lead to mistakes that Ghani made, fatal mistakes that he did without a second thought.

"You should have thought of Lucia, mas. She's pregnant with your child, instead of thinking about things that until now were not there for sure"

"Three more months she gave birth, gave birth to a child at a young age! Why isn't your heart moved to correct your mistakes?? Why mas? Why?!!" Pushing the chest of Ghani's field with all his might, let out a sense of annoyance lodged within the soul.

How that revenge destroyed the foundation of their household, to have to sacrifice the future of the three lives.

"I told you that you don't want to take care of him don't take care of him!! I never told you to do that"

"What if he can't keep the baby?? You'll just shut up, will you?!"

"I never wanted a baby in her womb!"

"WHY DID YOU RAPE HER!! WHY???"

The deg!

"What is this revenge motive for hurting me? Huh?!!"

"You did it, mom! You managed to hurt me, but I failed to hate you!!"

Jehan sobbed, his tears were breaking down very rapidly, his defense was already cut down. Jihan was devastated by this test, I don't know what made her last this strong.

He approached, leaning his head against Ghani's chest. Crying sobbing while hugging the man that Jihan misses so much.

"I can't give you the composure, mas. But that doesn't mean I'm looking for other men to just prove who the real problem is between us"

"I want to keep the baby, mas...."

"Let me take care of her if you don't want to, I also promised Lucia that her future won't be cut off because of that fetus"

Ghani began to feel the piercing of the arrow so sharp, how each sobbing of the cry became a stabbing spurt.

The white shirt that Ghani wore was wet by the melt that instantly soaked the chest area.

"He's an innocent child, my mother. If I could get pregnant, maybe you'd never think of proving your abilities to another woman"

"And now all that is proven, here I am the problem. My womb can't accept thousands of your flesh blood"

Ghani fights in mind, what has he done? Once again he hurt his woman, Ghani made this woman again pull out tears.

All the jealousy that was felt made a sword that could kill the love between them, again he failed to hold firm to a belief.