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Ara tried to hold on and tried to toughen up as hard as a rock. I don't know when he'll survive all this.
For the sake of the baby, for the sake of a broken marriage, for the sake of Aryan's circumstances. That is what strengthened Ara to this day. 1 Week has passed, Ara is still trying to win her husband's heart. But the result is still nil, her husband still cares about Giselle. Well, Ara was trying to understand because she knew Giselle was pregnant with her husband's child too.
Often Bram lies to meet with Giselle and rarely returns home, in fact Bram has not changed as well. Wait until the patience God gives her will endure.
That morning, when she and her husband were sitting at the dinner table for breakfast together. Ara saw her husband playing a cell phone, Ara could already guess that her husband must have messaged with Giselle.
"Mas, may I ask you a favor?"
Bram did not reply, but his eyes turned to Ara with a cold gaze as usual. Astagfirullah, Ara was really always hurt by this attitude of hers.
"May I be home tonight? Do not stay outside again, let alone mas and mbak Giselle is not yet legally a married couple. I'm just afraid of other people's skewed assumptions about you and Giselle." Ara speak well.
BRACKET!
Bram's hand was pounding the table, his face looking annoyed at his wife. "Why the hell is Ra? Being let go is even more so! You're not self-conscious, you know?"
"How self-conscious are you?" the woman tried to be happy maybe even though her husband was emotional.
"I know-you're vilifying Giselle to everyone in this complex? Giselle's time in front of this house she's crying because she's in the same mouth of complex mothers!"
"Huh? When did he come to this house? I don't know!" Ara was confused, she did not even know that Giselle had been home. "And I've never vilified him, everyone knows from the media that-"
Sela Bram cut Ara's speech. "You don't know or pretend you don't know, huh? I know you envy him, but you don't have to play this victim like Ra. I love him and you know it! Once your baby is born, I'll divorce you soon. And I don't like it when someone insults the mother of my son as an actor, obviously Giselle is not an actor because she has chosen my heart from the beginning until now and forever."
Again Bram's words were like the sharpness of a sword piercing into his heart. His chest felt tight, his eyes began to condense. Should she be as patient as she is to maintain this marriage? Gotta get to when?
"Then I...is there ever a little me in your heart mas? What when we're having a husband and wife, you love me?"
Bram answered easily."I was khilaf!"
"Mas, don't ever say that. If you say so, it means you are rejecting our child's presence!" Ara started shedding tears.
"Udah yes, I'm tired of fighting constantly with you. Mending I go to work now," said Bram, grabbing his rectangular briefcase on the table.
"Mas, we're not done talking! I never vilified Giselle mas, nor did I know that she had come here. You have to trust me mas, I beg you not to do this.I am your wife, I am pregnant with your child too Mas." Ara held her husband's hand and begged Bram to believe her.
"Allah! Bullshit!!" Bram brushed off Ara's hand, until the woman fell down and her back hit a large flower pot in front of the house.
Brugh!
"Ohahhhh!!" Ara held onto her still flat stomach, she felt pain there.
"Gee!" Bram immediately panicked and approached Ara who fell down. He held Ara's hand and tried to shake the woman who was grimacing in pain.
"Darling!"
Oh, my God, Giselle must have misunderstood.
"Cell, I'm just helping her" Bram explained.
Giselle approached Ara and she helped Ara stand up. "Are you okay, Ra?" giselle asked showing her friendly face.
Ara endured the pain in her back and stomach, she looked at Giselle cynically. Ara brushed off Giselle's hand slowly.
Giselle fell to the floor, and she grabbed her stomach. Ara and Bram are shocked to see Giselle fall. Just in case Bram releases Ara. "Aahhhhhhhhhhhh...Bram, it hurts.it hurts so much..." Giselle grimaced in pain.
Bram held Giselle ala bridal, then he glared at Ara. "ARA! I KNOW YOU DON'T LIKE GISELLE, BUT DON'T DO THIS! YOU'RE A SNEAKY WOMAN!"
"Mas, I'm not even men-" Ara cried, she was so hurt by Bram's snapping and glare at her. Though he did not push Giselle and just brushed the woman's hand slowly. Why did he fall?
"ENOUGH! IF ANYTHING HAPPENS TO GISELLE AND MY SON, I WON'T STAY SILENT!" bram snapped at his wife in anger.
"Bram..sick..sick..." Giselle grimaced in pain.
Haha, rasain you are Ara. You will never win Bram's heart. Nah!
"Please baby, we're going to the hospital, right? Come on..." Bram gets in his car while carrying Giselle. Ara could see her husband's attention on other women, even bi Marni who had just watered the plants in the front yard also saw Bram prefer Giselle over Ara, his own wife.
Though I was also injured, but why would you prefer Giselle?
Ara held onto her stomach which was still painful, but it was more painful to see her husband choose to help Giselle than she was.
"Non, isn't that okay? Astagfirullah...non..tega really ninggalin non kayak gini?" gerutu Marni while helping Ara stand up. He condemned Bram's man-like behavior in the flying fish soap opera. "Be careful, Mr. Bram, the new nyaho nyaho!" gerutu Marni who Gedeg with his master.
"Bi, please help me walk inside huh? It hurt my stomach and my back" Ara said, asking Marni for help.
"Every non!"
Mr. Hadi also helped memapah Ara into the house, Mr. Hadi is a security guard at the house. He also felt sorry for Ara who remained with Bram.
Ara's condition was not good after that, she decided to stay in her house and rest. He's off thesis guidance with Regan. Not to mention his heart that was currently being injured because of Bram. "Why do you have the heart for me, Mom? I've been trying to hold on, but you're forcing me to give up?"
As the woman was laying down on the sofa, she heard the sound of a bell ringing. Ara got up from the sofa where she fell, and she stepped her feet towards the front door of the house. It instantly opened the door and suddenly a loud slap flew into his cheek.
Plakk!
"How dare you push my son, HUH?"
Ara looked at a woman standing at the door of the house, the woman who slapped her? Who her?
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Hi Readers, I know your feelings..because I too if so Ara must have escaped🤧🤧 but there are some women who choose to fight and survive. Whether it's for the sake of the child, for the sake of the parents, or afraid of people's speech. 🤧