
"Yes, thank you. I know you guys can be relied upon. That's why I don't hesitate to send Shreya to you. Mm.... It's been a while, Om, Auntie. I still have a lot of work to do. We'll talk again sometime"
"Oh yes, then. His work spirit is yes. Good night" Helmi said.
"Yes Om, Aunt. Good night" Dawn ended the video call with teary eyes beginning to endure the grief.
"How, now do you believe, if all is well. There's no meaningful problem between me, Fajar and Shreya?" Rahul asked who had been sitting down while his parents were communicating with Dawn in Magelang.
"Mmmm.... Yes" replied Lesti hesitatingly.
"Yes already then. I went to the room first. I'm so tired. Take a break"
"Yes Nak. Have a good rest. Good night" Lesti said.
"OKAY. Good night too" Rahul got up from the sofa and walked towards the stairs.
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Dawn opened the closet in her study. Then he took and took out a box that was used as a storage area for objects in which there was a big secret, which only the loyal servants knew. These are portraits of the mesraya with the late Shreya.
If you look closely, the position of the photos is slightly different from the last time he saw. Plus, there was one empty frame. Though he remembered very well, that all the frames he filled with his photos with his wife.
She remembers the moment Rahul went berserk with her in the hospital, the man holding a photo of himself with Shreya. Fajar quickly retrieved and opened a jewelry box containing a necklace and a ring belonging to Shreya fake, which he took when the woman was still unconscious in the hospital the other day.
And as expected, this box was empty. Both jewels had disappeared. Unmistakably, Rahul must have slipped and searched the contents of this room to find information about his wife. Therefore, the woman's necklace and ring could now be in her hands.
Why does it all have to end like this? Why the woman he loves? The woman who has managed to treat her heartache due to the departure of her wife from her life for ever, must first be bound in a sacred relationship with Rahul?
Own friend!!
Why should that woman be Rahul's wife?! Whyyy?! When he was able to move on from his late wife, and open his heart to another woman, again fate was not on his side to unite with that woman!!
If the woman is not destined to be his, to be his life companion. Then why did God have to meet her with that woman after first tying her to another man?! Why did God have to make her the third person among the couple?! Why?!!
Olive entered the room slowly. He felt very sorry to see his young master struggling with the photos of his memories with his wife, while pensively sad.
"Yesterday I accidentally saw Mr. Rahul come out of this room. If I look at it, it's very suspicious. He got out of here while sneaking around. It was as if he was afraid that someone would notice him. I think it's just my feeling.
Turns out, Mr. Rahul did sneak into Mr.'s room to look for evidence of who Mrs Shreya really is. Sorry sir, I should have reported to you at that time. So that it doesn't become like this.
Now Mr. Rahul managed to take Madame Shreya away from here. By using his status as the original husband of the woman. You must be very sad and devastated about the passing of Mrs Shreya from this house?" The Olive Mother who seemed to understand what her Master was thinking.
"There's nothing to forgive Mom. Maybe this is the line. It may be time for Shreya to be reunited with her real husband. All this time my love for that woman was indeed clapping one hand. Because the woman had already tied her love to Rahul.
I was stupid so I couldn't see what their relationship was like. Can't see the love between them. Though for many months with me, it was very clear that Shreya was like a person with no soul. Not having a spirit of life.
Even though I fought hard to get her heart, she never once responded to me. But everything changed after Rahul came. Shreya looked so cheerful. He looks like a man who has no burden. And the sadness was again on Shreya's face, when Rahul left this house.
How stupid of me to not realize that. Can't see the love in his eyes, the love he only earns for Rahul. And that love is never the slightest bit left for you. Never does. Plus I'm not her real husband.
Very different from Rahul. The man who had said the qabul, to make him his own. And has planted its seed in the shade of Shreya" said Dawn merrily with a pensive look, without looking at the Olive Lady who was standing next to him.
"Maybe Mr. Rahul is indeed Mrs Shreya's real husband. But isn't it until now, that Madame Shreya is still in a state of amnesia? She still doesn't remember who her real husband is"
"I mean Mom?" Dawn turned and looked up, looking at Olive Lady with a questioning look.
"Master, all is fair in war and love. Mrs Shreya's current condition can still be used by you, to keep her by your side. Although Mr. Rahul claimed to be her husband, she had strong evidence of his confession.
We still haven't heard any confessions from Mrs Shreya's mouth. She doesn't even remember who her real husband is. So I guess, actually, Mr. Shreya still has a chance to get Mrs Shreya, and make her stay away from Mr. Rahul"
"So you mean, I have to justify every means to get a woman that's not mine? Including using dirty ways, to destroy the household and happiness of others. That man is my own friend. People I've looked at like my own sister.
Should I destroy her happiness, for my own happiness? You want me to be that bad? Did you forget that I was in Rahul's position, too, when I lost Shreya and our future son in the accident? Rahul also felt that way, as he lost Zahra and his future son in the tragedy.
Only difference, wife and prospective child Rahul managed to survive. And they're still alive today. Different from my wife and my future son who was dead. And the survivor of that calamity was Zahra. Not Shreya. And Zahra is not my wife. He's Rahul's wife.
And as a husband who knows very well how painful it is to lose a wife, how can I give the same pain to another husband, with me seizing the wife he had been desperately looking for? Do you think I can be that slick?" Speak Dawn with a bright look.
His words made the heart of Olive Mother feel stifling. Guilt kicked him. Because he loved Mr. Fajar too much and wanted to see him happy with the woman he loved after the departure of his wife, he was dark in the eyes and selfish by justifying all means.