Marrying an Abuser's Ex-Husband

Chapters. 146

Clara was silenced by the tears that broke, her stupidity first was why she told Rai that she was pregnant. Not a confession, but only an insult. Where now Rai comes just want his son.

"No, Rai! Sinta my son, not your son! You never thought she existed, even you refused when I told you that I was pregnant with your child at that time. Now ... You came and casually asked Sinta?! Are you out of your mind, Rai!!" clara shouted like an infidelity man.

The deg!

Gunawan rounded his eyes, almost the phone he had used to record all the conversations and actions of his wife and boyfriend were thrown down. Fortunately, Gunawan is still able to control himself until he is able to recapture the phone.

"God ... Almost, it turns out Sinta is not my flesh and blood? And all this time I was lied to by Clara that Sinta was the son of the results of last night's relationship with Clara. Is all this happening because of Clara's ego? She wanted to cover up her disgrace by forcing me to marry Clara, as if I had desecrated Clara? Jesus ...the devil woman! All right, I'm gonna take everything from you?" Gunawan growled while clenching both hands.

Gunawan held back anger, the intention he wanted to hit the wife he broke down. Gunawan slowly walked out of his room with a broken heart. Right now he needs calm.

With a giant step Gunawan entered the elevator to the cafe in the inn.

"Bitter black coffee one, miss," Gunawan told the waiters.

Gunawan looking for a seat in the corner cafe. He wanted to find a calm atmosphere.

"Clara, why is it so cruel that you lied to me. What's my fault that you made my life suffer like this!" Gunawan squeezes his hair, Gunawan's heart should not be asked. Destroyed no longer.

"The coffee, sir," said the waiters with a friendly smile. He could see there was a deep sadness in Gunawan.

"Thank you, Miss," replied Gunawan as he shifted the coffee right in front of him.

"I'm sorry if I'm presumptuous, sir. It seems like you are not okay. Can I help you? Cuddle quiet cafe customers, as usual. Maybe I can help give advice or just as a loyal listener," said the waiters, a 35-year-old woman ventured to ask the customer.

Gunawan sipped his black coffee while staring at the woman who worked as waiters with a stupefied look. However, honestly Gunawan admitted that at this time he is in need of someone who can be invited to share and hear all his complaints.

"You want to listen to all my complaints? Doesn't it interfere with your work?" gunawan asked with a probing look.

"Relax, Sir. Today visitors are lonely because it is not the weekend end. So we can relax a little. Oh yes, Sir. Your secret will be guaranteed, how?" ask the woman with a smile that makes Gunawan for a moment fascinated.

"Include me Gunawan. Whatis yourname? It is not appropriate that we have not yet met, but have confided in the matter of life." Gunawan put his hand on the Waiters.

"Oh, my name is Zia. Sazia Prameswari, Mr. Gunawan," replied the woman named Zia.

"All right, Mas Gunawan. You may tell me, who knows I can give you advice. I don't know if my advice will be accepted or not. Most importantly the burden of the mas can be slightly reduced" said Zia with a smile that reassures Gunawan.

The woman with the typical look of Sundanese gave comfort to the heart of Gunawan. During this time he worked in the cafe with the freedom to simply accompany customers to spend their drinks.

"Alright, at this time I am also confused to face the strange problems that occur in my life. I am not a good man, because of my actions, a woman now has to bear the consequences. She was a married woman and due to the influence of medicine, I forcibly widened my subordinate's wife's woman. And in the end she was carrying my son." Gunawan took a deep breath.

"You mean? You impregnate a woman who already has a husband, which one is your man? Then she got pregnant? Then what are you responsible for?"

"That's what I should have done but my subordinates demanded nothing, and now I got a reply. My wife gave birth to another boy. It's ironic, isn't it? What's in this world will surely get a reply!" Gunawan realized that what he received was because of his own actions.

"It is true that what we experience is the result of our own actions. But as long as we can still try to improve then we must be eager to improve all. No matter what happens, children are the main thing. There are no ex-children, no ex-wives or ex-husbands. Isn't that right, Mas?" Zia smiled sweetly. He said he was very touching Gunawan's heart.

Gunawan was stunned by the words Zia said. Really Zia's words were able to pierce through the recesses of her heart. There is no such thing as an ex-child, an ex-husband or an ex-wife.

"So I have to fight for my biological children as proof that I'm really responsible for my child?"

"Absolutely. During this time, Gunawan has given love to the flesh and blood of others, right? Now is the time for Gunawan to begin to pour out his affection for his biological children, Mas!"

Gunawan mangosteen, now he must rise up to begin to devise a plan to take what should be his right. Since he became a foreman, Gunawan never took wages or enjoy the salary he should have earned. All the income that manages is Clara.

"Right what you said Zia, I have to fight and stand on my own feet. From now on I will pour out my affection and all I have is for my biological daughter. It's enough for me to be a cash cow for their family. Thank you Zia, you've excited me!"

Zia smiled looking at Gunawan's already glowing face again. The dark clouds that had covered the joy of Gunawan's face now no longer exist.

"Together, Mas! I'll always be there whenever you need me" said Zia, glad to be able to help others.

"All right, I'm going home. It's for one cup of coffee and the rest for you and your kids. I'm sure you have a child, right? Your words reflect a mother who is very attentive to her child. I go first, excuse me," Gunawan said goodbye.

"Thank you very much, sir. May all your affairs be given ease by God" said Zia sincerely. Today she gets a decent rizki for her living expenses which is a single parent.

Gunawan smiled then he took his phone to contact his private secretary. A very loyal person to him. Gunawan was not as stupid as Clara thought.

"City, Rustam. I order you to quickly separate all the assets I own from Clara's company. Don't let Clara know about this! I don't want to be a cash cow for him!" gunawan's orders were already filled with emotions in his heart.