
I love you mas.
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"I'm going to divorce Nia" Arief said suddenly. Lia seemed to shake her head, making Arief's forehead constrict.
"I don't have the same with him. I felt so evil and took you away from her" Lia explained in tears.
"We have no choice. Honestly, I did not have the heart with Nia and I also feel as guilty as Edi. But can we what I ask? Huh uh?" Arief began to get frustrated. I don't know how many times he rubbed his own head rough with a little little jambukan in his hair.
"We are wrong. It's a big mistake" said Lia recalling the betrayal they committed.
"Whatever obstacles I'll face. And Nia will still be divorced so that I can take full responsibility for you and our child" Arief said. Lia looked at him with an indecipherable look. Right now they are in a very unstable and confusing situation.
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"Hello?" Arief answered his phone call while closed with a hand poking at the base of his nose.
"Where are you, mas? So you can't go home soon?" Ask Nia from behind the phone.
"I'm still in the office. Later I will not be home too late, I also want to talk to you about something" Nia slumped weak to hear Arief's answer. Nia did not pay attention to Arief's sentence which she said wanted to convey something. Nia focused more on the confession of the husband who said he was in the office. The office? Obviously he didn't go into the office today. Where is her husband now? And... With who? Nia did not want to be so bad to her husband. But it's not wrong if he puts a little bit of suspicion?
"Hello?" Arief made a sound to provoke Nia's voice which was suddenly silent.
"Hm yes, mas?" Nia blinked quickly as her new consciousness emerged.
"Why you?" Ask Arief in wonder.
"It's okay. Yehudah you continue to work again. I want to cook first for tonight" said Nia trying to divert.
"Yes" Arief answered briefly.
"Assalamu'alaikum"
"Wa'alaikumsalam" After making sure his phone connection is off. Arief turned back to Lia who looked devastated.
"I'm coming home now. And tonight I'll talk to Nia" Lia didn't budge. Arief breathed deeply.
"Take care of your content" After that, Arief immediately drove on his motorbike to return to Bandung. To his house with Nia. Along the way Arief was very agitated and felt unable to be honest. Not because he was afraid of being blamed or anything. He doesn't care about himself. Except Nia. Oh... His wife, Arief really cursed himself if he had to see Nia who would be hurt by his decision to separate later. Due to the unfocused mind, Arief lost his concentration on the streets. Unaware of the red lights, Arief kept his spontaneous motorbike on fire with many car and motor honks from protesting people. A startled Arief from his daydream becomes off balance and almost bumps into another rider. He tried to dodge by turning the handlebar of his motorbike but unfortunately, he actually hit a large tree to make it fall and hit. Arief's eyesight began to fade with the sound of the crowd crowding him who was also slowly blurring.
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Arief slowly opened his eyes which still felt heavy. The incoming light made him close his eyes again because he felt very glare.
"Alhamdulillah, Mas Arief is conscious" Arief clearly heard the voice of the woman. It was not necessary to see that he knew who the owner of the voice was. Nia.
"I why?" Arief asked in a hoarse and heavy voice.
"You're in the hospital, accident. You had fainted, but thank God you were conscious and there were no serious injuries" Nia explained with teary eyes. Arief could see the great worry and care from Nia's eyes.
"I gapapa. Don't cry" said Arief who actually made Nia really cry.
"I was shocked when I got a call from the Hospital" Nia said in tears as she hugged Arief who was still weakly lying. Next to his hand were several bruises and drips moved rubbing the wife's back. Just channeling his calm and saying that he is right is fine.
"But the location of your accident is almost outside Jakarta. Where are you finished?" Arief was confused to answer what. Until what he did was grimace holding his temple.
"Why?" Of course Nia responded in a panic.
"Just a little dizzy" he answered still grimacing.
"I'm calling the doctor"
"No need. Just dizzy. Maybe because he passed out too" Prevent Arief.
"Yaudah, you rest. The other is not important, the point is that you are aware and okay" Arief closed his eyes again. Hearing Nia's sentence just now made her dizzy. Dizziness because sooner or later Nia will be hurt by her mistakes.
"Hp I where's Nia?" Ask Arief then. Nia also moved to take her bag and took out a black cell phone that she took from one of the Hospital nurses.
"Nih" said Nia while proffering the communication tool. Arief took. His fingers were typing something. Nia just noticed.
I was in an accident when I went back to Bandung. Now at the Hospital. I haven't spoken to Nia yet, but once it improves and her condition is right I'll talk to her straight away. Don't reply to this message.
It was a fragment of the message that Arief sent to Lia. After that Arief put his phone on the nightstand next to the bed.
"Udah malam mas. You better get some sleep to get well" Nia said after Arief put down his phone.
"Yes. You sleep too. Here" said Arief patting his bed.
"Not for mas. I slept on the sofa. You should rest comfortably"
"I won't be able to sleep quietly when I see you sleeping on the couch. Come here" This time Arief has shifted his body, leaving room for the wife. Nia also smilingly approached and went up to Arief's bed. After ascending, Nia directly placed her head onto Arief's chest.
"Do you think it hurts?" Ask Nia.
"No" replied Arief then embrace the wife's shoulder.
"Other times be careful. I was really shocked last night. Get well soon"
"Yes" answered Arief briefly.
"I love you mas" said Nia while tightening her embrace in Arief's body which immediately stiffened hearing Nia's sentence just now.