Passion 3 love

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Bright clouds swirled, lined up neatly as if beautifully arranged without a buffer. A couple was still wrapped up in a blanket.

"Don't go to work sir, em...." Stunned Diah stopped talking when she realized she had not had a good call for her husband.

Alex flinching, he just squinted his eyes trying to adjust the light coming into his pupils. "For my wife." He said a sweet smile.

Ah.., She. He is now my husband. Apparently the Angel listened to my words as I joked with Ms. Ayana. But.., it's not like this is the way I expected. Married without blessing. Inner Diah who is still drowned in a blanket until as high as the chin.

Last night they did a unification. Of course Alex dared to do it against his legal wife after he sought out a lot of information from a religious point of view.

"What do you call other than sir, feels like your security guard or teacher I'm on." Alex said with a smile and kissed his wife's cheek.

Diah plays her lips, really she does not know what to call the father of this fetus in her birth. "Em .. What is it? What do you want to call him?" Shamefully asked.

Alex approached, eroding the distance and bringing the wife into his arms. "What yes, I don't know either." Alex spoke softly by sticking his lips right on Diah's cheek until the movement of his lips can be felt.

I'd better be honest with her before she finds out about this from the mass media.

"Di, I want to be honest with you. But please don't overreact. Poor our baby." Alex said without changing his position. He seems to have deliberately locked his wife's movements.

"What's that?"

"Do you remember Tata?"

Diah was silent, she remembered Tata very much. The woman he had married Alex after. Women who are different castes with her and more everything from her. "Of course I remember. Why?"

Alex kissed Diah's cheek again and took a slow breath before beginning his honesty. "She also has the same relationship as us, the relationship that was not sanctioned and in about by her parents." He listened to the story Alex told.

"But, his stepfather was so evil Di. She had the heart to harm Tata's girlfriend to death and, now, Tata's girlfriend was sent to Singapore to do treatment." Alex stopped for a moment and returned to kiss the wife's neck.

"Then?" Ask Diah. What is this, why am I suddenly feeling so bad like this?

"The treatment is not free, dear, Tata has to pay dearly by selling her happiness." Alex said that made Diah clueless.

Why, is there always something like this? There are always weak and oppressed like me? Diah's mind rumbled along with the story.

Alex again kissed Diah's cheek. " Don't be surprised, Tata's stepfather made a deal with my Dad. They want to help Tata's girlfriend and save her life if Tata and I get married. And I. I had no choice. If I refuse, then your safety will also be at stake. I can't choose, baby. I'm sorry." Alex spoke already with tears falling.

Diah felt wet on her cheek and it wasn't her tears. It was the tears of her husband, Alex had locked tightly to Diah's movements so that she could not dwell at all. Diah was crying, the incision was right scratching her heart.

Honey, Di. I really don't have a choice. I'm doing this for your future.

"Hhh...., apparently this is what you want to say? Then do I have a choice too?" He seemed completely out of words. His neck was choked and his eyes were heating up.

"Darling, Di... aren't you angry?" Alex loosened his arms and stared fixedly at the face of the wife who was crying silently.

"Anged, sad, disappointed, desperate, that's how I feel right now. But I can what? Maybe I was destined to suffer. From childhood I was despised, and now I have to share a husband." He said with trembling lips to hold back the mole.

"Darling, Di. I'm sorry. I also didn't expect that Dad would be like this." Said Alex.

"People, no one can settle down always the same. Nature and attitude will change as they are." Said Diah who wiped her tears.

Diah looked closely at the husband's two beads and then kissed his forehead. "I trust you, do what you think is good. Don't worry about me. For whatever happens, only I will bear his wounds. Even if you're not married to Tata, I know you're finally leaving me because of your parents."

Alex was stunned and he became more and more weeping and tightly hugged his airy wife. Not a roomy, but desperate.

"Di... Dear. I Love you..." His voice with a trembling voice held back the cries.

"Here, don't cry anymore. This is our path. Sooner or later we will be separated. If not alive, then death." The words that Diah said sounded heartbreaking.

"Don't be like that baby, I promise whatever it is, I'll fight for your future. Support me and thank you for the trust you have given." Said Alex.

Diah kissed her husband again. "CHICKENUP!!" Diah smiles. "I trust you, Papa.." His speech by mimicking the voice of a young child made Alex smile with tears constantly flowing.

They both tried to smile in the wound, trying to look fine even though their hearts were holding back. The two of them hugged each other with hundreds of swords that slammed into their hearts and hearts simultaneously. Injured but bloodless, that's what the two are all about right now.

Meanwhile on the other side.

"Hoe! Yuck!" Tata spewed out all his stomach.

Yes, Tata is pregnant with the child of her boyfriend who currently does not know where she really is. Are alive, or are they dead. And, all that talk about treatment could be just a trick from his stepfather.

"Thanks...!" Tata threw the test pack that had been used and had two lines on the floor. "Nando, I'm pregnant baby you should know this...!" Tata whimpered as she rubbed her stomach with trembling hands.

At Tata's current head, she recalls the time of being with her lover. The two plan for the future, and everything happens right after Nando proposes to Tata romantically in a hotel.

"The word! Tata.!"'s search...!" The mother knocked on the door and also called out her daughter's name.

Tata Silence and just flinching in place by staring intently at the direction of the sound. You're my mother, my biological mother. You should have protected me and put my happiness first. But since being with her, you've ignored my feelings. Ignoring your daughter. Do I deserve to call you mother?