My husband's a servant's son
Episode 46's
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"Have it been, it turns out that in addition to playing the feeling of women Lo sneaky too well! Lo evil! I hate Lo, because my life is ruined! Now have you satisfied Lo ruined my life?! So it's best that you get out of here now! I'm sick of it!!" salma Bentak.
"Sal, you misunderstood. This isn't all say-"
"GO!" shouts Salma hysterically.
Not wanting to make his wife added to the pressure Jaka was forced to leave the residence of the Alexander family with his bare hands. And not long after Jaka went the rain came down hard. Make the fire that is still burning become extinguished.
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The sun had set marked that the day had begun at night. Jaka walked while daydreaming on the side of the road. His eyes were puffy, his mind was chaotic, his heart was hurting. It felt like just yesterday he could feel happiness with his wife, but now what? Trouble arose between them which made Salma hate him so much. To the point that he could throw it away like this.
Jaka looked up at the black clouds just like his heart. Then he reached into his pants pocket to take a picture with his mother when he was a child that he always carried. He kept walking somewhere.
The heavy rain that has not stopped until now. At the same time Jaka was crying, she was crying with the rain. The rain hugged her, understanding how she felt.
Because he did not know where Jaka was going to go to his mother's grave. But suddenly he felt his head dizzy, his left lower abdomen again hurt and involuntarily his nose bleed.
Jaka walked with his chest while holding his head that felt dizzy and wiping the blood coming out of his nose. The quiet streets made it hard to ask for help. Suddenly, a black car stopped right in front of him.
Out came a middle-aged man who still looked handsome walking towards him wearing an umbrella.
"You're a gap, aren't you?" his tanyanya worried to make Jaka who lowered his head straight up.
The deg!
'He was the man Reza meant, his son-in-law, Mr. Alexander. Why does his face look so much like mine? Why does seeing it like this make me sad? Should have been happy because Reza's plan had managed to make him suffer like this. But no matter how he is not wrong, he knows nothing. Reza was already outrageous, and his inner self while staring at Jaka's face inside.
"S-I'm gapapa kok Om," answered Jaka lying when he felt his head hurt.
Suddenly the photo that Jaka was holding fell down which made the middle-aged man immediately take it out of curiosity.
"W-woman i-this? W-who?" the tank was nervous while pointing at the photo of the woman, yes even though the picture was soft because of the rain but still clearly visible.
"That's my Mom Om," replied Jaka slowly while still holding her head.
"I-mom? Where is she now?" tanyannya curious.
Jaka lowered his head and smiled trying to toughen up, "He was gone about two months ago Om."
"Innalilahi wainnailaihi Raji'un, sorry well I did not mean for you sad. And if you can find out where your dad is?" the question is getting curious again.
Jaka looked down and clenched his hands tightly, "I don't have Dad Om, I only have Mom. My father doesn't love me and my mother, he left us while I was still in the womb. He didn't want to take responsibility after doing, he chose to leave us and now ... My mother also left me alone."
Hearing Jaka's story made the man feel claustrophobic. He was silent nailing to the point that the photo he was holding fell, 'J-so d-he's my son? Ipah really didn't abort it?' looking forward with a blank look.
"I'm sorry Om so confide, if so excuse me first," Jaka took a picture of him and walked away leaving the man who was still daydreaming not aware of his disappearance.
Just a few steps back Jaka felt sick. But he remained strong and kept trying to step up with his shakes. Arriving at the corner without realizing there is a motorbike that drove very fast because the dark day in addition to heavy rain made the driver rush and without seeing someone passing by.
The motor suddenly grazed Jaka with a tight until it bounced. Because it is not strong anymore with dizziness in his head makes Jaka not aware of the existence of the motor.
Bruk!
Not far from that place, Mr. Doni who was still standing while daydreaming suddenly realized hearing a voice. He was looking for the whereabouts of the young man who was standing in front of him. Worried that he ran straight towards the source of the voice he had heard.
He was shocked when he saw Jaka lying unconscious with fresh blood splattered everywhere. While the driver of the motorcycle that hit earlier has run somewhere.
"Son, this is Papah Nak. Please wake up ... Sorry Papah for missing you! Sorry for following you to suffer like this. Papah please wake up, love Papah a chance for your part! Love Papah a chance to make up for his mistake Papah all along. Sorry Papah Nak, hikss-hikss ... You're a good boy, you deserve to be happy .." pick it up while sobbing hugging Jaka's weakly lying body.
Not willing to waste time he immediately carried Jaka's body into the car and immediately took him to the hospital. He plugged the gas pedal to quickly get to where it was headed.
Along the way he continued to cry hysterically while staring at his son's sad face, "Sorry, just an apology Papah can say. Find br*ngs*k! There is no heart! You are still in the womb, and now even make you suffer like this. Papah is sorry, really sorry," he said as he batted the steering wheel.
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The main residence of the Alexander family. Look at Salma, Mr. Devan, Ms. Sazkia
who was gathered in the family room tried to calm Salma who was crying.
"Dear baby maybe you just misunderstood me. Mamah Sama Papah believes that Jaka is a good boy, he is not like that," said Bu Sazkia.
"Well from Mah? He was clearly like that! He has made our company threatened with bankruptcy, already cheating likes to play girls. And worse, he burned down Salma's house, too" Salma said.
"Maybe someone accused him."
Drrtt-drrtt-drtts!
Suddenly the voice of Mr. Devan's mobile phone rang indicating there was an incoming call from an unknown number. Immediately Mr. Devan picked him up for fear of importance.
Call on's.
"Hallo good night, is this true with Mr Alexander?" greet someone across there.
"Yes myself, with whom?" sahut Mr. Devan.
"With the hospital, I would like to convey that your son-in-law on behalf of Jaka Purnomo has passed away!" he said that made Mr. Devan immediately speechless in disbelief.
"Innalilahi wainnailaihi Raji'un, is there any evidence? The photo or video mayitnya, fear wrong," said Mr. Devan.
"Well, I'll send it through another no."
Call of's.
The call ended, Mr. Devan was still speechless. And no longer have incoming message notifications from unknown numbers sending photos and also Vidio.
Mr. Devan rounded his eyes perfectly while covering his mouth using a slightly gaping hand.
"Why Pah?" salma asked curiously looking at her Papa's facial expression.
"J-jaka ... Jaka passed away, "he replied as he offered a photo and the Vidio, which showed Jaka lying weakly in a hospital gurney covered in cloth.
"WHAT?!" salma quickly snatched his Papa's phone.
Likewise with Salma who was very surprised to stare at the screen of the phone, his hand shook violently which made the phone he was holding fell. And do not feel her tears also fell down her smooth cheeks, "J-jaka? Is this really Jaka? No ... No way! This must not be Jaka?!" shouts Salma hysterically.
"Darling you calm down, we're going to the hospital to make sure!" said Ms. Sazkia.
"Come on, Mah, come on! Pah, let's go to the hospital!" pinta Salma sobbing. Although she was angry with her husband, but do not know why to hear the news that he had not made her chest feel tight.
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