The Angel of Wounds

Chapter 120

"I'm pregnant, and I still want to raise a child in my womb."

Ckiiit...

The sound of car tires rubbing against the road asphalt sounds so loud. The bodies of the two women bounced slightly forward as Marissa stepped on the brakes so deeply.

The car stopped on a bridge at the city border. The vehicle is quite crowded considering it is now the hour to go home from work.

"Astaghfirullahal'adzim." Lirih Hasna's. The woman held her forehead against the dashboard of the car. Fortunately, the seatbelt was installed perfectly. For a moment Hasna arranged the beating of the heart and the hunting breath.

Marissa turned her head quickly and stared intently at Hasna.

"Pregnant?" Marissa said make sure.

Hasna turned her head towards Marissa who was sitting to her right. The woman was seen breathing deeply while holding her chest that was still pounding.

"Lo's pregnant?" Repeated Marissa with a slightly raised tone. Not answering, Hasna just nodded her head.

"No, you can't get pregnant." Marissa shook her head, as if rejecting the new reality she knew. Even the woman forced her smile.

"Why is it impossible? I am a married woman. So it's only natural that I'm pregnant." Hasna.

"But I am sure that the boy is not the son of Rama." Marissa said as she pointed at Hasna's flat stomach.

"Astaghfirullahal'adzim." Lirih Hasna's.

"Rama does not love you. I know that. So it's impossible that the child is Rama's biological son." Marissa.

"Mas Rama is my husband, so this boy is Mas Rama's son." Hasna.

"Lied, you must have slept with another man, right? And you told Rama that the boy was his son. You sly woman." Marissa smiled mockingly towards Hasna.

"Astaghfirullahal'adzim, Ma'am. I am a married woman. And I am a religious woman. So it's not appropriate that Ms. Marissa would accuse me of such a low thing. We are both women." Hasna as much as possible suppressed her anger.

"No need to be a hypocrite to be a woman. I just ngaku. No need to be holy." Marissa Ejek.

Long silence women like Marissa will be irritated and hurt.

"Mbak, the words that Marissa just said, it's more appropriate to pin it on yourself. Try to remember Marissa Mommy well, how to start until Mabak got pregnant? With whom did Ms Marissa have an illicit relationship, to make Mbak pregnant like now? Or maybe Marissa doesn't know who that guy is? Until Ma'am Marissa makes a confession, if the child in the womb of Mbak Marissa is the son of Mas Rama?"

"Mbak Marissa held the answer to the married man, who even everyday never glanced at Mbak Marissa in the slightest. Just for the sake of covering up Mbak's pregnancy, just to get clarity status, Ms. Marissa to lower her self-esteem by saying if the child is Mas Rama's son."

Hasna was so fiery when she said all that to Marissa, as if she was issuing uneg-uneg in her heart. Seen from his hunting breath.

"Good woman, shall give her honor only to the man, who has legally married her. Men who, if they only look, will get a reward. Not to a man, who sees even a single hair, would make it a sin. And Ms. Marissa can judge for herself, who between the two of us is the same as what Ms. Marissa alleged. Me? Or Ma'am.?" Hasna was full of emphasis. And pointed at himself and Marissa in turn.

Marissa clutched tightly at the seat she was sitting on. Hasna's words really slapped her hard. The graceful woman even reversed her speech.

Marissa took off the seatbelt wrapped around her body, then opened the car door. Hasna saw the movement from Marissa. The woman is seen twisting towards Hasna now. Hasna immediately released the seatbelt she was using. She had not opened the door yet, Marissa had already opened it.

"Here, lo. Out." Marissa pulled Hasna's hand back.

Hasna followed Marissa who pulled her out. The woman looked so angry that the check in Hasna's hand felt so strong.

"Mr, please let go. It hurts so much." Saying Hasna who tried to release her hand from Marissa's grip.

Marissa ignored Hasna's words. The woman was still dragging Hasna away from the car they were riding in. And it looks like only the two of them got out of the vehicle.

"Mbak, loose. Istighfar, Ma'am." Hasna had little trouble keeping up with Marissa's pace by wearing her long robe. Do not let him fall when accidentally stepped on the end of the game he wore later.

"What exactly is my fault, Ma'am?" Hasna.

Marissa stopped her steps. The woman turned around and threw Hasna's hand rough. His eyes looked brightly at the long-veiled woman.

"Lo nanya, what's wrong, lo?" Show Marissa right in front of Hasna.

"Lo wants to know?" Hasna just kept her breath. I am tired of following Marissa's madness.

"Lo's mistake, because lo appeared in Rama's life. Lo ruined my dream of being the only woman Rama would marry. It has taken away my happiness." Marissa said in a loud voice.

Hasna could see how depressed the woman in front of her was now. Even Hasna clenched her lips tightly. Do not let his words will make the atmosphere more turbid and re-inspire Marissa's anger.

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"That, sir, was the car." Said the taxi driver who delivered Rama Dan pointing to a car parked on the side of the road.

"That pregnant woman, isn't it?" The speech of the taxi driver made Rama's attention distracted. His gaze followed the direction that the carpenter pointed.

"No, my wife's wearing a headscarf." Rama immediately took off his helmet and gave him some red money.

"Most of all, sir." Said the ojeker.

"No papa, for me. Thank you, sir."

Rama immediately ran over to the two women who were struggling.

"If I can't get Rama, I better end my life here." Marissa's words softened a little. Tears were shed from both corners of Marissa's eyes.

"Astaghfirullahal'adzim, istighfar, mbak."

"Don't teach me. You're the woman who ruined my life, Hasna." Marissa said with a sobbing coming out of her lips.

Marissa had stepped back out of the sidewalk. From a distance Tomi ran after the two beautiful women.

"Sa, Sa.lo calm down. We can talk about everything. But I beg you, don't hurt our son." Tomi said begging.

At once Hasna turned her head, looking at the blue-tinted man who had just come over to them. The man who has admitted that the child in Marissa's womb is her flesh and blood. Hasna looked at Marissa and Tomi alternately.

"He's not your son, he's Rama's son." cried Marissa hysterically.

Hasna could see how depressed the woman before her was. Getting pregnant out of wedlock, without a legal marital status, really makes a very heavy burden for her mentally.

Tomi rubbed her face rough. Shortly after, Siska was right next to him.

"Sa, wakeful, Sa. What you are doing is wrong. It's been pretty stupid all along. Don't add to your list of stupidities anymore. You are stupid enough to love a married man. You are so stupid that you can get pregnant out of wedlock. Don't get fooled by making your life end up in vain." Siska.

"Diem. You don't feel like you're in my position, so it's easy to say that. What kind of friend you are, you never supported me, and instead sided with them." Point it at Hasna and Tomi alternately.

"Lo was more on their side than me. I've been devastated and I can't get what's supposed to be mine." Back, tears break from Marissa's eyes.

Hasna felt her hands clasped tightly. The woman turned her head and found her husband staring intently at Marissa.

"Rama, you should know that I love you so much. Even the love I have is so much bigger than that woman." Show it to Hasna.

"You should realize that the feeling you have for me is not love, but obsession." Rama.

"Yes right, I'm obsessed with you, and want you to be the only man in my life." Marissa said loudly.

"But I'm a married man, and I love my wife very much." Firm Rama.

"You are so happy, Rama. You can say that painful thing is just like me." Marissa is heard again.

Tomi slowly approached Marissa, lest the woman who was pregnant with flesh blood was getting desperate and endangering her life and the baby in the womb.

"Stop, don't come any closer. Or I'll be reckless and crash myself." Marissa Shouted.

Tom stopped his steps. It can't be rash. The streets were quite crowded, there was no way he could force it. Siska just looked at her best friend with a pushy look. He can't do anything at the moment.

Rama pulls Hasna into a hug to unravel the tension on his wife. Kissing the top of the head of the hijab-wrapped woman many times. But it just re-ignited the anger Marissa. The woman slowly retreated. Her tears were unstoppable. Anger, disappointment and despair mingle into one Marissa felt.

Hasna and Rama are the closest people to Marissa's current position. They could see clearly how the depressed and desperate look that Marissa showed.

"Mbak, stop Ma'am. Don't be reckless." Prevent Hasna.

Marissa grew sick when she saw Rama hugging the woman in front of her.

"Not to be pretentious, you'll be the happiest man if I die?" Marissa said with a stern look.

Hasna bought an eye when there was a crib that was speeding from the right direction, and Marissa was moving backwards.

Hasna takes off Rama's embrace and tries to pull Marissa back to the shoulder of the road. But...

brakkkk

Quite a violent clash rang out in their ears, as the body of one of the women slammed into an oncoming vehicle.

"Aakhkhh..." Marissa groaned while her body fell because it was pulled quite strongly by Hasna. Pain he felt in his stomach. He could even feel the fluid that began to seep through between his legs.

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