Marrying an Abuser's Ex-Husband

Chapters. 140

"Everything's going well, Pa. Steve can no longer be tight-lipped, all the incriminating accusations against him have been proven. Now it's just waiting for the divorce deed to come down from the court" Sinta replied as she stirred up her nasi.

"It's good if everything's good. Hope you can get a better replacement for Steve." Gunawan gives encouragement to the child.

"Yes, Pa. Be thankful that everything went well. But if to get married again it seems like Sinta will think twice. Sinta has not been able to eliminate the trauma, fear of being cheated on again."

Gunawan glanced at Clara who pretended not to notice if Gunawan was staring at her. The atmosphere at the dining table became quiet, they were immersed in each other's thoughts.

"Ma, papa rest first. There is still a lot to do for meeting materials later in Jakarta." Gunawan got out of his chair after he finished devouring all the rice on his plate.

"Yes, Pa. My mom would also pack again. Who knows what's left behind hasn't been put in the suitcase."

Clara followed her husband into her room. There was no conversation between them. Gunawan chose to go straight to sleep because he felt tired of his heart and body. He's still trying to be honest with Clara, even though it must be very difficult.

***

The night left the contest and the rooster crowed to welcome the dawn that began to shine on the earth. A busy atmosphere enveloped the houses at various ends of the world.

In the hospital lobby.

A woman who still looks beautiful at the age of 45 years stands sculpting. His right hand held a piece of DNA test paper that belonged to Tia and Gunawan.

Clara put the DNA results in her bag. He took his cell phone to call someone.

"Hallo, Mistress!"

"Yes, Hello. How's yourjob. Did you find the address?!"

"Already, Mistress. After the transfer I will share the address. My mum is in front of her house."

"good. I'm transferring now!"

"Ready, honourable Mrs Clara. You are the best business partner!"

"Ck! Shut up!"

Clara smiled after reading the address of someone she really wanted to meet. Clara left the hospital to return home. Later in the afternoon he and Gunawan will leave for Jakarta.

***

Next day.

Geck! Geck!

Clamps!

"Mom Clara?!" sapa Meri was surprised not to see who was now standing in front of her. Meri faked a smile with a worried heart. His mind guessed about the intention of Clara's return. Meri is worried that Clara already knows something and accuses her of not knowing it.

"How are you, Meri?" Clara shook Meri's hand and sat back down.

"Okay, Miss Clara." Meri continued to force a smile even though her lip muscles felt stiff. Honestly, he was nervous at the moment, being greeted by Clara like this. But Meri managed to disguise her anxiety to look so calm in the eyes of Clara. "What's wrong, Mom, suddenly meeting me like this? Is there anything urgent?" He looked at Clara's facial lines closely.

Clara smiled kindly. "I've considered you a friend, Meri. I came here to greet you, to communicate with you." Clara is very good at drama.

Meri brings a knotty smile. "Thank you, Miss Clara. I feel so flattered."

Their conversation stops when Aris presents sweet tea for Clara. "Please drink, ma'am," he said politely.

Clara also grabbed the cup handle. "Thank you, son." Then take a sip of the glass.

Afterwards Aris went back in, leaving Meri and Clara both in the living room.

Clara put back the sweet cup of tea. "Oh yes, Meri. Mas Gunawan said hello to you. I told him I would come visit." But in reality, Gunawan does not know anything. Clara deliberately made a drama so that Meri was honest with her.

The deg! The deg!

Meri became tense upon hearing the name of the man who had once torn apart her honor. He's feeling uncomfortable. The name made Meri's mind soar to the sad night of the past. The night that always makes him feel guilty to Cahyo. "A–ah, yes, Ms. Clara. Wa–wa'alaikumussalam." Meri who is now glued gamang was stuttered with uneasiness.

Clara's lips curled up a smile, but the look in her eyes was intense looking at Meri. "It looks like you and Mas Gunawan have known each other for quite a long time. When did you start making friends?"

"Ti–not really, Mom. I knew him as my husband's boss. That's all, Mom. We were never close" explained Meri with anxiety that began to envelop her.

"Meri, this instinct of mine is never wrong. Somehow I feel that between you and Mas Gunawan there is a closeness that is difficult to explain. You look far away, but at the same time I feel you are inseparable. I don't know why I think so." Clara chuckles off. "Only you Meri, who can explain everything. Answering all the questions that have been bothering my mind. You're the only one."

Clara laughed crisply, her mood suddenly becoming bad. He wanted to shout loudly at Meri and Gunawan who had hidden a secret from him.

Getting a serious look from Clara made Meri gulp her saliva with great difficulty. "What questions, Mom?" Meri stammered from being afraid of Clara.

"Tell me the truth, Meri. Is Tia really Mas Gunawan's son? The result of your affair?" ask Clara straight to the point. He stared intently at Meri who was already cold in his hand.

Meri looked up at Clara's direct question. He was shocked and shocked too. Instantly the memories of that bitter night flashed through Meri's mind. A fateful event he desperately wants to eliminate in memory. Meri shakes with a feeling of unwavering. He doesn't know how to answer or what to start with. Instantly his brain was stuck, like he could not work. Meri. "Mak–what's Bu Clara? I don't understand," he asked with a face that had refracted the pale.

"I'm sure you understand this question, Meri. You know the answer better than anyone." Clara was able to catch the strange gurgles from Meri's face and body movements. It appears that she is beginning to feel disturbed and depressed by Clara's questions. Meri can't answer honestly. She was afraid Clara would expose her disgrace. Meri wouldn't have had a face in front of a public audience if that happened. He will feel very ashamed and humiliated. "Sorry, Miss Clara. But I …."

"Already, Meri. Answer my question honestly. I don't have time to go stale. Don't dodge anymore. Answer yes or no." Clara snorted annoyedly. He started to get annoyed with Meri's rambling attitude. The answer is short and uncomplicated.