THE ANGEL I HURT

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I put my feet up and entered my house. Today I am very tired because I have to be late. It was fortunate that Dion was accompanying me overtime so I could be more excited. My work could be done soon too.

I have the lyrics of a clock attached to the wall of the living room. The clock shows at 02:45 in the morning. I deserve to feel so tired. I sit on the couch. The house is very quiet. Chaira and Mama must have gone to bed because no one had welcomed me.

Thinking that Chaira made me remember that no matter what time I came, she would be waiting for me in the living room. Sometimes he sleeps and sometimes he is awake. Aaahhh, I started to miss our happy moments.

My thoughts continued to drift considering my encounter with Chaira. The woman who is now my wife is able to make me do silly things. Thinking of my own silliness makes me smile at my own smile.

I felt like I was sitting there for a long time. I decided to go up to my room. I open the door slowly. I saw that Chaira was already sleeping. He's not moving at all. It seems his sleep is very slumbering. Maybe he's tired of crying all the time.

I don't want to disturb him. I cleaned myself up and then got into bed. I glanced at Chaira who was tilted behind me and remained motionless. My mind drifted back to thinking about our good times.

I felt my passion begin to be provoked as my memories returned during our first night. I feel mine that is ready for combat then I lyrics Chaira who is still unmoved. I wanted to turn her back and vent my desires but there was compassion in the corner of my heart to see her fall asleep.

I slowly attached myself to him. I hugged his slender waist. I tried to sleep in her arms but my efforts failed because my hand accidentally touched her breast mound. It makes me want it again.

Because I can't stand it, I just go to the bathroom and do it myself.

Satisfied playing by myself I returned to bed and hugged her again tightly. We haven't slept in a long time like this.

The next day I woke up. I saw that Chaira was no longer in the room. Maybe he was busy with his own work. I woke up even though my body felt sore, especially my right hand. I try to remember everything I did last night. I smiled to myself as I remembered my own play.

"There's a letter for you baby, I put it on your desk" Chaira told me as I got off and sat down at the dinner table.

"Thank you" I replied

Chaira smiled and returned busy with her laptop. His clothes became more famous and overwhelmed him. He opened a boutique with a brand of his own creation. He entrusted the boot to Rosa. I don't really know, but my mom told me. I was too busy ignoring her until I missed a lot of news about her.

After breakfast I headed to my desk. I saw a pretty big brown envelope already on the table. I tried to find the name of the sender but it wasn't written there. I have my name on the front of the envelope.

Curiously I took out the contents.

"From the hospital?? who is sick??" when I read the letterhead.

My eyes were wide open as I read one by one the words written there. The letter was the result of Mike's DNA test based on a sample I got from me. Febby did ask me to provide some samples needed for DNA testing.

And the result is,,, Mike is my son.

I suddenly got dizzy. I suddenly couldn't think. I'll call Dion right away.

"Whataaa??? Seriously lu??" Dion who had just woken up was shocked. His voice still sounded hoarse typical wake up.

"yes my bro is serious. The test results are in my hands now. Febby sent it home. How am I supposed to do, bro?? Help you think!!!" my decree

"We'll meet at the usual place" Dion hung up and took a shower and headed to our appointment.

Chaira only glanced at me as I walked out in a hurry. He didn't ask at all. I also left without saying goodbye to him.

I arrived first at the place we promised. Dion arrived about 20 minutes later. The path of his house to the place is often hit by traffic jams.

"Where do I want to see the letter" Dion asked

"Waahh you're bad, if you're already this lest you should be responsible bro. Like you said the other day to Febby." Dion reminds me of a promise I made.

I held my head and then I randomized my own hair. I was dizzy to imagine the reaction of Mama and Chaira when I brought Febby and Mike to my house.

"Gue has to tell me what broooooo is" I slightly hardened my voice so upset with myself

"Yes moreover,, you said the truth. How else do you try??? I'm sure Chaira can slowly accept it. I know your wife is very good" said Dion

"Well precisely because he's too good that I can't bro that easy to admit everything" I said

Dion seemed to be rolling his brain back. I just lowered my face and kept shuffling my hair.

" Bro, isn't Chaira asking you to marry again?" ask Dion

I just raised my head and nodded listlessly.

"Yes already dong, you just tell me ma him if you choose Febby to be your wife" he said

"Certain Mike????" I'm a toyor whose head is forgetting Mike

"Yes, you can tell him that Mike is Febby's son and someone else. You chose Febby because you were sorry to see her as a single parent. I'm sure the good-natured Chaira will gladly accept Febby and his son. He'll assume you're a nice guy who just wants to help your own friend" he explained

I began to listen and think about everything he said.

"Trus Mike, he's gonna call me daddy. How did he go to Chaira???" ask me again

"That's easy business bro, you just say ma Chaira emang you told Mike to call you that. You feel sorry for Mike who never knew and felt the taste of having a daddy. You said you consider Mike your own son. Chaira again will consider you really good to be a person. At least he won't be too hurt you stay married again because he must think that you just want to protect Febby and his son. Not because you love or you lust or anything" he explained again

I kept trying to digest everything Dion said. His words have a point. Given our condition that we do not have children, Chaira will be able to accept Mike well.

Yes, Dion is right!!! Brilliant idea!!!

I'm back to his head.

"kok again??? what am I wrong again???" tanyanya while grimacing stroked her head

"wrong you just why you never used that brain all this time!!!! I'm kidding

We both laughed with relief at having found the right solution to my problem.

" Oh yeah, how's Angga doing?? Tuh son say kayak swallowed by the earth" I remember Angga who suddenly resigned from my company and has almost a month no news.

"Fainting times, I can never call" Dion answered

I who was still surprised also finally decided not to bother him. I finish my drink immediately.

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