
Bryant closed his eyes trying to take a deep breath in order to neutralize his passionate emotions. After the pregnancy of Ara. Why realize now. If the woman, remains the wife of another man? In the past, he felt guilty for snatching Ara's crown and today. Another regret came over without excuse.
Suddenly the memory of the first night passed again, "What is the law, if during marriage the husband does not give an inner living to his wife?"
The judge stopped discussing with Mr. Salim. The man in black cover, turned to look at Bryant. The Young Master of the Son family who looked riled up, but slowly grew calmer. It's just, the question of inner living. Is it possible to get married for more than a year, without touching?
"What, you're serious? This woman does not earn an inner living. During their wedding?" the Judge asked to confirm, making Bryant take a deep breath.
Want, don't want. The one-night story that started their relationship should be explained. Bryant tried to calm himself down, then justify his sitting position. It looks uncomfortable, but it tries to control itself.
"I can make sure Ara is a virgin. That man, what his name is. He didn't touch my Ara. At night, where I was drunk. That one-night romance explained, if my serial wife is still in a sealed state. I took his crown myself. That's obvious. Now, can divorce be done in a faster way? Tell me."
The judge stroked the chest. How can any man let his rightful wife be unemployed. Perhaps, her marriage was just a game or just a deal. Whatever comes to your head can only be kept to yourself. Now he knows the point of the problem and how to solve it.
"As I said from the beginning, sir. You have to provide evidence, bring this woman to file for divorce. Encountering him with the husband in order to reach a consensus for a state separation. Any evidence that exists will further facilitate the divorce process. If you only file a lawsuit. It will take months."
Mr. Salim understands the meaning of the Judge. The man whispered something to Bryant. After getting a nod of the head. Now the divorce will be handled, while the Young Master must collect evidence about his wife. The meeting became a new chapter in Bryant's life.
The heart wants to unite the family. Now, she has to deal with Ara's first husband. Life is full of complexity, so it cannot be described as a mathematical formula. Every trial that comes will always teach you something.
That's how life is. I don't know where it started and where it ended. Bryant exited the government building with his lawyer. After receiving some advice. The two men walked towards the parking lot.
"Sir, what are you, really going to do it in a week's time?" mr. Salim asked, trying to confirm once more before his young master opened the car door, stopping Bryant, then turned back to look at his lawyer.
Bryant looked at the middle-aged man seriously. Not many people know. At this time, Ara is pregnant with her child. How will the divorce proceed? When many possibilities can occur. Do not let, Ara's first husband admitted his son as an illegitimate child.
Right now, Bryant did not want to tarnish Ara's good name. Moreover, giving the burden of the mind, even his brain was thinking hard. How to convey, if their marriage is considered invalid. All because Akbar still hasn't registered a divorce in the religious court.
Miris right? Well, harsh reality. Bryant repeatedly let out a long sigh. It feels so heavy. Moreover, the truth, it could have snatched a sweet smile, the ignorance of his wife sir. Is she the husband of Siri Ara? Feels not. Whatever happens, including forbidden relationships.
"Young master! You okay?" Mr. Salim asked as he patted the boss's shoulder.
"Hm. Just do as I want and make sure to keep all the information about the Putra family tight. Right now, let the process go. I'll do something to make it all possible. I have to go." Firmly Bryant immediately said goodbye and left Mr. Salim standing alone.
Bryant's departure was accompanied by the lawyer's eyes. The man felt good about his young master, but could not make a decision alone. Without delaying time, and thinking any longer. Get out the phone that hides behind the pants pocket, then look for the number that will give the best decision.
Hopefully active. Come on lift, Mr.~batin Mr. Salim waits for the ringtone to be connected, but after repeated experiments. Still no one raised his call, until one experiment became the last wait.
Trii!
Trii!
The sound of ringing a cell phone for the umpteenth time really disturbed his sleep. Laziness that whack, making the eyes reluctant to open. Although his hands were busy exploring the bed in order to find dead things that continued to sound.
"Say!"
[Master, your nephew went to the religious court to register the marriage, but the status of the woman is still the wife of another man.]
"What's?" Al cried immediately shocked to hear the report from Mr. Salim, "Send all the files. Now!"
Just now his eyes could be closed after solving some problems for a few days, even he did not have time to give any news to Bunga. Suddenly, the bad news came without excuse. The call ended, and a minute later there was a notification of an incoming e-mail.
Al hurried to pick up the laptop lying on the nightstand. Without caring about the drowsiness that whack. The man read every file that Mr. Salim sent. Events like this, should be prevented, but all has already been done.
"Astagfirullah, why did I forget? All the information I've been investigating. Why not with Ara's marriage history? Really, there's too much I've done to forget the most important thing."
Al rubbed his face violently. Wanted to complain, but this is the carelessness he did himself. So why blame others? Now all he could do was ease the divorce process between Akbar and Ara, whereas for that only Zack could be trusted.
Whatever Al's planning, he's the only one who knows. In the meantime, we're back at the hotel. Where the whole family gathers just to share time. The relationship between all family members is complete. Moreover, the family will get new members who are always a new hope.
"Ma, why don't I feel good, huh? It hurts here." Ara pointed at her own chest, a pumice face looking pale whereas just a few seconds ago it was still fine, seeing that, Mama Bella waved to Sam who was sitting on the other desk chair.
"Patience, Son. Better rest in the room, yeah. Let Sam take it." Said Mama Bella trying to calm her daughter-in-law, "Sam, take Ara to the room. Don't forget to check the situation."
Sam hurried to align his position, then held his forehead, neck and pulse to know what was happening. "You are, De. How much ice do you eat? Let's go to the room."
"Ma, Ka Sam's face is creepy. Can tucker, right? Ara ....,"
"Ara, what do you think of your brother as a ghost? Don't be reckless, come on. Brother take you to the room. Don't let everyone get scorned by your fierce husband." Sam interrupted Ara's complaint, because her sister had been very difficult to tell for the past few days.
Every day, there is a demand. Indeed, during pregnancy, there will be a cravings phase. One hope, hopefully not like Ara. Where to ask for something without waiting for time. Bumil this one, his attitude exceeds that of a child.