My Bipolar Boy's

121. incidents in the Morning

The clock has shown at 01.15 A.M. But there was no sign yet that the person he was waiting for was coming. She had been waiting for her husband who said he would date someone else.

To be honest, which wife's heart won't hurt. If her husband says he's going to date someone else. And so is Cahya's heart today.

Even though she knew that her husband did not remember her at all. But is it wrong if Cahya feels that pain in her heart? But this time Cahya did not cry at all.

Her feelings were more dominant in this anxiety and worry for her husband. Because until this hour, Bryan has not come home at all. Is Bryan not going home today or something is going on with her husband.

Not only because he thought about it, Cahya was already worried about this. Not to mention, Bryan had not contacted her at all. Not even giving news.

The reason why Cahya didn't call or text Bryan was because of Bryan's own orders. After finishing eating together, Bryan advised not to disturb him. And that means, Cahya can't call or just text him.

Suddenly the entrance opened and showed the two people who were now starting to step towards the stairs. Cahya's eyes widened as soon as she saw her husband in a bad condition - fine.

Which can be said to be good - fine. Bryan was under the influence of alcohol. And since when did her husband dare to consume liquor.

"What's really going on?" Cahya's question made the angry step stop. "Can you not get in my way." Cahya got the reply from Amertha who was memapah her husband.

Realizing the condition of her husband, Cahya allowed Amertha to get her husband. All sorts of questions began to arise in Cahya's mind.

Not wanting to take a headache, now Cahya began to follow the steps of the two who had already walked in front of him.

Without being told. Cahya starts to open Bryan's room door to make it easier for Amertha to bring Bryan into the room.

Amertha put Bryan's body on the bed. And it did not escape from his sight Cahya who is still in the doorway. 

"Now can you explain why my husband is like this?"

Amertha turned to look at Cahya who was still watching him. But he was willing to open his voice. His gaze turned back to Bryan who had started to fall asleep.

There was no answer from the person he asked making Cahya walk closer to the bed. "You haven't answered my question."

Silent

"You-"

"I took her to my friend's birthday party." Cahya's eyebrows raised by one. If it's just going to the party, there's no way Bryan can get drunk like this. Unless the party's in...

Cahya's eyes widened once her thoughts were directed in that direction. "Don't tell me the party was --"

Cahya had not finished talking, but had been cut by Martha first. "I think Bryan used to drink. But because of too much to drink, Bryan got like this."

Ever since Jasmine knew Bryan, she had never seen Bryan touch liquor or drink it. But why now would he want to drink - such a drink.

And worse to this drunkenness. Fortunately, both of his parents have returned home. If you're still here and see their child's condition, what will his parents do to him.

"Thank you for bringing Bryan home." Before continuing his words, Cahya took a deep breath. "And you can stay here for the night."

Cahya offers Amertha to stay just as a form of thanks. Especially it's late at night. And again, Amertha is still a woman who is not good to come home too late at night.

Amertha smiled happily at the offer from Cahya. Even though he already knew who Cahya was to Bryan. But it didn't dampen his steps to get Bryan's heart.

Even though many people call themselves selfish or an actor. Amertha doesn't care. What he had in mind was that he could always be together with this adoration of his heart. Regardless of what he did this was wrong, he did not care.

But the smile disappeared as soon as he heard the next words from Cahya. "You can stay here. But not the room with my husband." Press it on my husband's word.

Cahya stared at the door as if hinting that Amertha could come out and occupy another room. Amertha snorted softly but kept walking away from Bryan.

Cahya looked at her husband who was asleep. Whether it was the effect of the drink he was looking at, or because Bryan was very tired.

He sees Bryan's unusual appearance. Even with casual clothes, Bryan always looks neat. This time it was far from neat.

Slowly, Cahya walked closer to the other side. Cahya begins to take off both of Bryan's shoes and painstakingly changes Bryan's clothes, lastly Cahya justifies the blanket so Bryan does not feel cold.

Finished with her duties, Cahya began to observe the appearance of her husband who was much better than before. There was a feeling of uneasiness felt by this pregnant woman.

He only felt when his relationship with Bryan began to distance himself. Not to mention Martha among them. Make that distance widen.

Though Cahya always hopes that this marriage will continue to exist even until death separates. But, again - again fear is present in Cahya's heart. Afraid of the possibility that in the end Bryan will go away and the baby.

"I hope Mas quickly remembers everything and we and our children can continue together for the future." Mumbled Cahya while slowly peeling Bryan's forehead while rubbing his stomach slowly.

Early in the morning, Cahya had woken up and was now preparing soup and breakfast for the three of them. He only slept for 3 hours.

He slept in his room last night. Amertha slept in a room Bryan's parents had used. Finished with the cooking, Cahya began to pour soup and other appendages into the container on the tray.

After that with a slow movement and heart, Cahya began to step towards her husband's room. When she arrived in front of Bryan's room, the door next to her opened and featured Amertha now standing in the doorway.

"If you're hungry, you can eat food at the dinner table." Said Cahya while glancing at Amertha.

Amertha did not reply to Cahya's words. He stared a long time at Cahya. Just wanting to enter, a remark from Amertha stopped her steps.

"Can you release Bryan for me?"

Before turning his head, Cahya tried to normalize her surprised expression earlier. "If your question comes back to you, what's your answer?"

Amertha was still unmoved at his place earlier. He looked at Cahya who was now also staring at him. "No, I can't. I love Bryan."

"None with me. Even my status is his legal wife."

"But now Bryan doesn't remember you at all. Don't even know you. All she knows is I'm her lover, not you."

Selfish feelings re-nested in Amertha's heart. Since the first time he met Bryan, Amertha has fallen in love with him.

But during that time, her feelings were ignored by Bryan. And maybe it's time he could have Bryan, even though he knows that Bryan already belongs to Cahya. But he doesn't care at all.

"Even if he doesn't know me now or doesn't even remember me. Not that it's gonna be like that forever."

Cahya no longer looked at Martha. "Please, let Bryan go for me." Amertha was already beside Cahya by pocketing both of her hands.

The request was like a fire that quickly grabbed Cahya's heart. Doesn't this look like Cahya who acts as the antagonist. That role should have been played by Amertha.

"No. I can't and will never be able to take Bryan off."

Amertha did not give up, she even held the hand of Cahya who was holding the tray. Because it was not ready, the tea glass that was still hot enough was swaying and the contents spilled slightly on Amertha's hand.

Amertha who was startled reflexively shouted and began to pull back his hand. I was due to the scream that made Bryan who was actually awake then began to walk towards the door of his room.

He was shocked by the existence of Cahya who was exactly in front of the door of his room. And he was even more surprised when he saw Amertha was fanning her slightly blistered hand.

"You why?"

The sound made the two look. And now stands the figure that has since become the topic of discussion of these two women.

"Gosh, what's your hand?"

Bryan slightly pushed Cahya who was blocking his way to get closer to Martha. As a result, the bowl and glass are on the tray furthest.

Pyarr

Cahya was obviously surprised by what happened. Even he was too late to avoid the soup and tea that now wet his feet.

The heat mixed with pain immediately felt at his feet. Bryan was stunned by what had just happened. Somehow guilt began to surround his heart. It's just a little bit.

"Let me clean up." Cahya immediately crouched down and started picking up the shards from the bowl and glass earlier. Even the pain in his feet he ignored.

Bryan's gaze was still focused on Cahya. Even he no longer looked at Amertha who had even forgotten the heat in his hand. Even now the heat began to spread to his heart.

Because Bryan was busy paying attention to Cahya rather than being asked. He forced Bryan's hand to look at him. "Yes, sick." He whined while pointing at his hand.

There was not even the slightest wound on Amertha's hand. Because the splint was only about the tangnnnya a little bit. Unlike Cahya who had to withstand the pain due to the strong flush of soup that was still hot.

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