My husband is High School 2

Past times

This afternoon Surya spent his time resting, laying down his body on the mattress, while staring at the ceiling of the room with a mind that is soaring, thinking of a fate that for him is very tragic.

Squeezing her hair was frustrating, as she recalled her last encounter with Sapphira, the first wife she married out of love.

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#Flashback..

"I'm going to propose to Safira, mother's daughter!" surya said steadily, as he stopped by Safira's house for the first time.

And the spontaneous words made Ms. Warti shocked not to play, because as far as she knew her daughter Safira, never associated with any man.

"I will try to make the mother's daughter happy no matter how." continued Surya trying to convince his future mother-in-law.

"But son, this mother's daughter is only 18 years old, I don't think she's old enough to get married, and married, worried that she can't serve her husband fully, she said, moreover, we have no children, nothing to see from our family."

"I love Sapphira very much, no matter what the status, for me with Safira to marry me, I will feel very happy."

"But son."

"Please bless us ma'am, I promise to make Safira as happy as I can." beg Surya, who looks very convincing, in the eyes of Ms. Harti.

"Safira wants to marry Surya's son?" warti asked his daughter, who was then taken in by him.

1 week later, the wedding happened, without many guests who came or crowded with a party in it.

The wedding was held secretly, without many knowing, because Adiguna did not approve of it, and felt ashamed to have a daughter-in-law who was not clear of her origin.

Adiguna increasingly hated Safira, when one year of marriage never had children, finally he threatened Surya to immediately divorce Safira if within 3 months Safira could not get pregnant too.

And at the same time, it turns out that Sapphira was pregnant, without her knowing it, until one day she complained of nausea, and fell unconscious.

After being examined by a doctor and declared pregnant, Safira both Surya was so very happy, but her happiness did not last long when Adiguna threatened to return, regarding the sex of the child she would give birth to later.

"Father will give you two choices, leave all these luxuries, or leave your children and wife, and then marry the woman of your choice" Adiguna said, when Safira had just given birth to a baby girl.

Surya, who used to live a luxurious life from childhood, could not if had to live hard and long, finally without a second thought he chose to leave his wife and child, just when the baby was one day old.

"Mas, why should this be so, women and men alike, this child is a gift of the almighty that we must take care of and we take care of together, you do not see him mas, you do not see him, she's so cute and cute!" said Safira with eyes glaring at the little girl in her lap.

"But you know, my father wants Fir's grandson."

"Maybe one day we could have another child!"

"No, I can't wait that long."

"But mas!"

"Enough Fir, you better get out of here, I'll take care of our divorce papers as soon as possible."

"Mas, please don't do this, have mercy on me and our baby, I can't go back to the mother's house and trouble her." Safira pleaded, holding Surya's leg.

"Free Fir, you kiss my feet too, I can not defend you, because my determination is round, about where you go, it's your business, not mine!"

Finally with the rest of his energy, Safira came out of the mansion, with weak steps, walking on the side of the road, and, occasionally he rests to relieve fatigue and pain that has not fully recovered.

He continued his journey with a shaky step and not necessarily the direction of the destination, until the last moment he remembered, he again sat down and put the baby beside him.

When he woke up, he was in someone's house.

"Where am I?" she said hysterically, looking for the whereabouts of the baby.

"His mother is conscious?" say someone who just came in from the outside.

"Where am I, where is my baby?" ask her with a trembling voice.

"So soon, I'll take the baby!" reply to him who then walked towards the room.

"I'm sorry mom, my baby I love my child's formula milk, because pity he's thirsty because from yesterday he was unconscious!" said the older woman.

"Betul mbak, I found out mbak and mbak children were being mobbed by people in the alley to the rickshaw market, because I was confused about where to take mbak, so I brought it here."

"Thank you so much, sorry I've been a hassle."

"No hassle at all, but if you may know why mbak on the side of the road so, the doctor who examined mbak said, the blood pressure mbaknya low, because just gave birth, because it has just given birth, plus the body hasn't recovered and it's stable."

"S-me!" Sapphira began to sob, and told what had happened to him and his daughter.

The woman named Rossida was also, unable to hold back tears, feeling the sadness that befell the young woman in front of her now.

"Then where are the parents?" Rossida asked again.

"My mother is still there, but I don't think I'm ready to go home, which will only add to my mother's burden, my mother is not a person to have, to eat everyday is very mediocre." reply Sanguine Safira.

"Yes, then stay here, I happen to have a lot of empty contracts, and after I recover, I can work in one of my factories,"

Sapphira widened her eyes, hearing the offer from Rossida.

"Seriously, aren't you afraid to help a stranger you just met?" he asked with a face of disbelief.

"I believe you're a good man!"

This is where Safira's new life began, during the day he worked in the factory, while his daughter he entrusted to one of Rossida's rented residents who did not work.

And after a year of living there, he went back to his mother and took her to a contract, with the permission of Rossida.

Ms. Warti who knew her son was thrown away, was very angry, and hoped that the power to give justice to what befell her daughter.

#Flashback...

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After canceling his meeting with Mia, Kinar chose to take a bath and wore a nightgown that looked thinner and shorter than usual, not without reason, but he deliberately did so, out of annoyance at El.

He came out of the bathroom, walking leisurely past El who was playing his cell phone on the sofa.

"Darling!" el said, while looking at him meaningfully.

Kinar fluttered, sat on the dresser chair, then began to polish his face, with his simple make up, an unusual thing he did before his.

"Darling?"

Kinar moved, walked to the bed, and laid himself there, ignoring the friendly calls of El, and closed his eyes.

"Darling!" El shuffled, approaching Kinar.

"No need to be tight, you can!"

"Can't." she replied, shaking weakly.

" Dare to touch, the punishment I'm adding!" said Kinar, whose reflex made El's hand that was about to touch his thigh hang in the air.

"Yes!" reply in a soft voice, then enter the bathroom.

Kinar glanced at the bathroom door, which did not open, but if the bath was El spent time, never more than 15 minutes, but now El was there almost half an hour, and now El was there, and he didn't come out.

A few minutes later, El came out of the bathroom with a disheveled face, and walked over, then laid himself on the sofa.

Makes the sparkle squeak, and looks at him confused.

There was a sense of pity that stuck in his heart, when he saw his young husband began to sleep, but his regret this afternoon made Kinar choose no matter, he said, before El promised to be firm with his heavy fans.

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