Second Marriage of My Ex-husband

Not ready to be a dad anymore

"It's living money for Jasmine. I was a little bit more, so I was exaggerating the numbers" Ashraf told Emily. When he handed over an envelope containing the money for his daughter Jasmine. Every month, Ashraf gives cash to Emily.

As usual, Ashraf met Emily at a coffee shop in the office building where Emily worked.

It was there that Ashraf and Emily made their place when they wanted to meet.

Not saying a word. Emily grabbed the envelope and put it in the bag.

"There's nothing else we're talking about. I gotta go home. I promised Jasmine I'd take her to pizza tonight." said Emily, who then wanted to get out of her seat. But swiftly, Ashraf restrained Emily from leaving. Ashraf holds Emily's arm, making her gasp. Emily stared intently at her ex-husband.

"Don't touch me." sizzled Emily.

Removing the grip of her hand that tightly grasped Emily's arm. Ashraf then apologized.

"Sorry, I just want to talk to you in a minute. Don't rush off. Just sit down for a second. I just wanted to ask you about Jasmine." Ashraf softly said.

Emily sat back down.

"Is Jasmine still mad at me? I haven't seen him for six months. I miss Jasmine so much. I want to meet him. All this time I secretly visited the house. And I stood a few meters near the house only to see Jasmine from a distance. Only in that way can I see it. Even though it was already able to treat my sense of longing. But I don't think it's perfect if I miss this I can't hold her. My miss is not perfectly treated if I haven't been able to chat with her." Ashraf told Emily's ex-wife.

Ashraf explained about his feelings which he now misses a lot with his daughter.

"He doesn't want to see you yet. Don't force me to meet her." Emily replied briefly.

"Please tell me where you're moving to now. I haven't seen you at home in three weeks. But I saw someone else."

"Jasmine had a sense of trauma in that house. Now Jasmine and I live in an apartment. He asked to move. I just granted her request."

"If you move into an apartment, how can I see Jasmine. At school time maybe I can steal a lookout to see Jasmine. But I can't do that all the time because I work. If you don't mind. Send me some videos about Jasmine. It can cure my longing for her."

"Sorry, I can't share my phone number with you" Emily replied firmly.

"Then in what way can I see Jasmine." demanded Ashraf.

"Listen Ashraf, I don't care about what you're feeling right now Jasmine is expecting. I'm just struggling to get my daughter's heart set. I was helping Jasmine to struggle to let go of her trauma. Now, don't add to the burden of his mind to want to meet you. He's not ready yet. You don't know how we should be able to accept the sudden reality between us. Remember, everything that happens is because of you."

"Yes I understand. This is all my fault. If we hadn't gotten divorced, we would still be,"

"Stop!" with sharp eyes, Emily looked at Ashraf.

"Enough, don't talk about the past. I don't want to go back in time and re-scratch those wounds. What is happening now is a disgrace. Don't interfere in my current affairs with the decisions I've made. Not only Jasmine, I am also now struggling to organize my heart. You won't understand how we feel Ashraf. You destroyed your own family and now you're married to him."

"I married her because of Emily's demands. When Amanda found out you were divorcing me. He's kneeling me. If only we hadn't gotten a divorce, and if only you hadn't filed for my divorce. I'll never marry her"

"Don't blame me for everything that's happened. I don't want to talk about the painful things of the past. I have to go." said Emily, who then passed from Ashraf's presence at a rapid pace.

Once at home. Ashraf still looks sad about what he just discussed with Emily.

Deep regret still wallowed in Ashraf's heart. And regret is like there is no cure. Or there's no way to fix it.

A deep-seated longing in his heart. And the passionate desire to meet the princess only wayangnya until now has not been realized.

At exactly twelve in the evening, Ashraf had just arrived home.

As usual, Amanda was asleep when Ashraf came home from work.

Still wearing his office clothes. Ashraf checked Amanda in the room.

He opened the door slowly. From the doorway, Ashraf momentarily noticed the wife who appeared to be sleeping soundly.

I don't want Amanda to wake up. Ashraf then closed the door to his room.

Every time Ashraf came home. A feeling of loneliness he always felt. Even though he now has a companion again, Amanda.

But Ashraf still felt empty.

He still felt a void and had absolutely no happiness. The source of the happiness Ashraf gets is Emily and her daughter Jasmine.

Lazy to clean up, Ashraf then walked into the living room and laid his body on the long sofa that was there.

He closed his eyes and chose to sleep outside.

It was only 10 minutes that Ashraf closed his eyes. Amanda was seen coming out of her room with a hurried step towards the bathroom in the kitchen.

And it looks like Amanda is vomiting.

Hearing the sound of vomiting from the bathroom. Ashraf opened his eyes again and he immediately rushed to check on Amanda.

"Why are you?" asked Ashraf, who was at the doorway watching as his wife spewed all her entrails into the closet.

"Let's go, my stomach feels nauseous. And since the afternoon your head is also dizzy." said Amanda.

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Ashraf also now caught something from the vomiting reaction Amanda had tonight.

"Don't the Fleet get pregnant. Oh, my God, don't let Amanda get pregnant. Because I'm not ready to have a child with him." - Ashraf.