NOT AN ORDINARY SON-IN-LAW

CHAPTER 19. GRIM STORY

Huda immediately contacted Mada and called an ambulance for the great lord of Magenta. Janu's evacuation to the hospital was carried out on time. Cholestrol and high blood pressure of the elderly man surged significantly after reading Ghala's report.

Madaharsa was waiting for her grandfather on the side of the hospital cage. He asks Huda what is the cause of all this, but Janu's private secretary just keeps quiet and shakes his head slowly.

Janu is actually just crowded, he also knows the arrival of Mada and Maharani to the treatment room, maybe just make sure that he is still alive or has collapsed, leaving Magenta group.

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At the same time, Jakarta.

Maghala was still on the prayer mat when Janu called her earlier after they prayed Duha, even Asha noticed all the attitudes and words of her husband.

Ashadiya asked to sit down to be closer to her husband while he was worshipping. Maghala turned to face Asha.

"I still have a grandfather. Later if the baby in your womb can be invited to go far, we look at him," said Ghala.

Asha just kept quiet and nodded, returning to a quiet mode. This time Maghala ventured to ask Asha about Sade's figure.

"Asha, I'm sorry, do you really know Sade? he said your baby was his son" Ghala said, carefully, giving a gentle look at him.

Deghs.

Ayu's face in the mucena looked surprised. The eyes are also not focused. Ghala recognizes Asha's body language if frightened or distressed. He then pulled Asha's body closer and turned his back.

The young master Magenta hugged Asha from behind. His hands stretched out, rubbing Asha's belly from outside the face. "If so, I will accept it. What I experienced yesterday may have happened to you" whispered Ghala, leaning his head on Asha's right shoulder.

The caress, the soft words of Maghala, made Asha's heart calm. He seems protected. Slowly those red lips of Cherry opened the voice.

"Ehm," the soft voice of Asha, hesitated.

"I'm not going to cut your words. Your husband is present whole, born inner. Don't be afraid anymore, yeah. A mother-to-be should be happy" Ghala said slowly, putting a kiss on the shoulder where her head rests.

Asha let out a long, soft breath. Those narrowed eyes closed, trying to remember the events that made him despicable. He tried to string together the sequence of events even though initially he could not, but the pieces of memory that appear in the subconscious while sleeping.

Adhisty's youngest daughter can't tell anyone that she's been abused, just hope that the seed doesn't grow. However, reality is not as beautiful as hope, Ashadiya disappointed, angry and humiliated when he found there had been life in his womb.

Want to eliminate but he could not bear, until the incident that night brought him to meet Maghala despite having to get a severe injury like this.

Ashadiya began to tell him the dark story that befell him.

"I-I know Sade from Anggun. Friends of painters, we met during the launching of the work as well as the inauguration of the art building belonging to the Anggun family."

"After that, Sade continued to stalk me until I was caught off guard. I-I don't like crowds nor do I want to be in a relationship with a guy like him. One day, I-I was forced to turn Sade down at the city forest flower park, while painting."

"I know, Anggun liked Sade so decided to stay away from the two. After I rejected him, maybe the man was upset. But Sade keeps an eye on me wherever I go."

Ashadiya began to fidget, sitting unsettled even though Ghala was still hugging.

"Do you want to continue or have you?" whispered Ghala softly. Swiping both shoulders of Asha.

Ayu woman turned her head, looking into the bead of her husband's shady eyes, she intended to continue mumpung Ghala not go anywhere. Asha nodded slowly.

"One day, there was a party invitation to celebrate the success of Anggun because he was selected from many candidates, to make two works and will be on display at a famous art gallery in Hong Kong."

"At that time, I was registering to an important event in Germany. I escaped while Anggun did not. We were a distance away, but I kept coming when he invited her to his celebration."

His voice began to roar, sitting was increasingly agitated, Ashadiya painstakingly continued the story.

"The next morning, I was already in a mess, my body was very sick and everything was destroyed. I-I'm dirty and despicable" said Asha.

Ashadiya's cry broke, his shoulders were shaken violently, he turned around, no longer able to continue the tale of grief.

Maghala said, exactly yesterday, if Hilmi did not come then it can be ascertained his fate like Asha. He hugged the wife's body tightly, letting Asha cry in a hug.

"You remember no, when you felt your body was weird, what was the reason for drinking something at the party? Sade was there too?" ghala asked, gently stroking Asha's head.

The woman in the arms nodded. Asha said Sade even became a special guest that night, he felt he was not drinking alcohol, only fruit juice.

"Who was your drink offered by?" ghala again tried to guess the culprit.

"All my friends memorize, I like fruit juice. I don't know which drink the medicine contains" Asha said, still crying.

"OKAY. Gracefully likes Sade and Sade targeting you. This is just my guess, your friend conspired, from now on do not respond to the invitation of the old circle. Okay? ... You remember, who was the guy that night, ehm-" Ghala paused, he couldn't bear to continue his sentence.

Ashadiya nodded in understanding, the painful story he had to share with Ghala because only he could be trusted at this time, Asha then chose to answer the husband's question.

"I didn't remember the horrible incident at first, but Sade's face, slowly appeared until the memory was intact."

"I hate him. I hate this kid. Ghala!" Asha screamed, she scrimped her cocoa shirt and hit Maghala's chest a few times.

The patient man just hugged her tight. Stroking Asha's back while whispering softly the sentence istighfar.

"Astaghfirullah's. Hasbunallah wa nikmal vice, nikmal maula wa nikman nashir. La haula wala quwwata illa billah" Ghala said repeatedly until Asha calmed down.

The two are still in their original position, hugging each other until now lying on a prayer mat. Ashadiya began to calm down in Maghala's cradle. Although the eyes closed and fingers gently caressed Asha's body, but the intelligent brain of Magenta descendants think fast.

Maghala concluded, if indeed the story of Asha is so then the clue is in Anggun. His wife's best friend is allegedly strong as the brains behind all this.

Graceful heartache on Asha, because it has two motives of the case so as to make the friend damaged. While the man may accidentally catch the Asha gelagat and take advantage of the opportunity either to hook or just make the key wife gain power. Thus, the temporary analysis of young master Magenta.

They were found on the fate line, although Asha lost the opportunity to participate in the competition in Germany which was hard fought because of the accident that night but, both of them actually strengthen each other at this time.

"You want to repay them?" whispered Ghala after the two enjoyed the time in silence.

Ashadiya raised his head from the chest of the husband, he saw a face that was also looking at him lovingly.

"Can?" lirih Asha, still with a puffy face with many traces of tears.

"We reply together. Don't show weakness huh, Humaira. Pray for me, not only with violence, my wife is a great painter, right? stay diligent therapy yes, honey, rise slowly until the enemy does not realize you are building strength" Ghala replied.

Ashadiya, smiling sweetly heard the words of support from Maghala. The narrowed eye rays were suddenly clear and bright emitting happily. Both are still at home forging closeness to forget the hunger that slowly raged.

The pain in Asha's legs and hands, suddenly reduced every day due to the sweet treatment of the husband.

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...Ghala, mommy baper, 😭...