The Fate that is Overlooked
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At this time the age of Anita content enters the 39th week. Just counting the days again, she would soon give birth to her child. His stomach that has been bloated makes himself look tired. But also did not make himself then stay silent at home. As on Friday morning, he said goodbye to Sukma's mother to go to her mother's house. With delivery by Mr. Anto.
"Let's see Mom, if I want to take a step, I'll tell Mom." Anita's answer when asked by Bu Sukma, whether she will stay at her mother's place as she has been, or go home.
Not without reason if Ibu Sukma asked him, he was only worried about the content of Anita. At the age of the mature womb, birth can occur anywhere and anytime. But banning his son-in-law from visiting his own parents' house seems unethical.
By the time Maghrib was near, there was no sign of his return. Which makes him more nervous.
It doesn't taste very good, but Anita used to go like this
"What are you on the phone? " Tawar Ajeng who saw the heartbreak of Mother Sukma.
"We'll wait until 7. If we haven't heard it yet, we'll call. " the answer.
"Yes, we pray Maghrib first yes, all of you finish Al-khafi's letter that was not finished yesterday." Ajeng passed leaving Bu Sukma who was still pensive at the main door, heading to the ablution place which was near the side door.
It did not take long to wait for Mother, until now they do Maghrib prayers congregated later, read the Quran together.
In a hotel.
16.00 WIB
"I have to go home, my wife called. Look at this" shows her cell phone with the names of her mother's children calling.
"Since when did you care about your wife when we were together?" Anita talks ketus.
"Usually the phone is also turned off" he continued.
"This time is different, he's already starting to suspect me, you want, my rupiah no longer flows? don't you. " She said coldly while wearing back her work shirt that looks not as neat as before.
Anita was silent, not answering her boss's question. With a slow motion, he grabbed his sling bag that was on the nightstand, placed it over his shoulder, glazed for a while to make sure he was tidy, and he was, covering up some of the red marks made by his mighty boss, which he said, the more sweet he gets.
Which woman will not be tempted by all the praise and praise of a man? Give her all the love and touch she never got from her husband? Confirm his name many times, treat him with a passionate naf su able to deliver him to the top to nik matan many times?
With this, he was also aware. Loving yourself is sick. His excessive love, and closing his eyes, justifying any means to get Barata to work was the biggest mistake of his life. He does have his body, but not his love and heart. And now what does he get? Pain caused by himself, due to being too ambitious and imposing the will of others on him.
"Udah?" Rafi opened a voice that only answered a nod of the head by Anita.
"So you want to go home? " sanyanya.
"Yes, I'm alone in a hotel! " Anita who was about to open the door, was startled by the sound of a pounding door.
"Who? " She looked at Rafi.
And Rafi can only shrug, not knowing sign then open the door of the room with her current position in front of Anita.
His face turned pale, while looking at a woman casually smiling at him.
" How many rounds? " She said relaxed.
Anita who also looked at the woman was even more shocked when she saw the man who was beside her.
"Bars.. Barata" she said as she walked out of the room, approaching her husband.
"A.. L'm.. I can explain" he said, almost crying.
"You can tell me later after the child was born, we met in the mediation room" handed Anita a brown envelope stamped with the religious court logo. Then it passed, leaving the three people still standing in front of the door that was still open.
"I can explain, baby... "
"Stop, don't call me with that disgusting call" he looked sharp, with his hand pressing the 1st floor button.
"Bar, this is not what you think, please listen to my explanation first" Anita said.
"Hahahahah" At once his laughter echoed in the elevator. It made Anita more than afraid.
"I don't need any explanation from you, I just delivered the letter, nothing more" Glanced at Anita's hand holding the brown envelope tightly
Trings
The sound of the elevator rang out, indicating they had reached the floor they were on.
"Barata, I beg you. Give me a chance to talk!!! " he shouted, hoping that Barata, who was already walking in front of him, was willing to wait for him, and was willing to listen to his explanation. Regardless of the views of the surrounding people who were staring at them with astonished gazes.
Barata walked towards the parking lot, down some stairs at the lobby door, with firm steps and length, leaving Anita who was trying to catch up with her tired condition.
This was the first time he had seen his wife directly and blatantly, coming out of a hotel room with the man he had always seen her face through the photos Naufal and the Baskara people had sent.
It hurt her heart, watching what she had seen so often. In fact, seeing it directly made his heart crumble fainter and hurt even more times!!!
It turned out that all this time, the happiness he had sacrificed to be responsible to the woman was completely worthless. And this was the price he had to pay right now!!
He entered the car quickly, fed up of seeing the woman he could now clearly see coming down the stairs, and still trying to catch up with him.
Bbraaaakkkkk
A loud, ear-splitting sound stopped the activity of him who was installing the seatbelt. Seen from the direction of the lobby door, a security guard ran towards the woman who was just three seconds ago he saw her coming down the stairs. And now he's on the asphalt, with blood everywhere.
"An Jing!!!! "
He immediately took off his seatbelt, then ran towards Anita who was already unconscious.
Hospital
"Your wife is bleeding in the head sir, the only way we have to get her baby out first, get her out safely. After that we'll focus on handling your wife." A doctor at the IGD gave information to Barata.
"Do whatever docks good" Barata said coldly.
Disappointment, anger, regret mixed into one. He who initially just stopped by, after participating in the group visit RI 1 to Cilacap, using a rental car to meet with Anita, whose plan was only a short time, just to catch her wet, he said, and handing over the letter for the trial schedule to her, now stuck with a heartbreaking condition.
Naufal, who had given him information in the morning, made an appointment with the wife of the man named Rafi, now did not contact him at all. Even now the incoming call from Anita's phone, echoing, increasingly making his heart beat unbecoming after the name Ajeng printed on the phone screen.
he let Ajeng call just like that, pulled out his phone, to contact Naufal. It didn't take long for the call to be answered.
"Yes, how? Already kelar? " Task Naufal without further ado.
"Come immediately to Wijayakusuma Hospital. I'm waiting in the operating room" he said briefly densely and clearly. Then just turn off the phone.
He sits his body in a chair provided around the operating room. Bending his body, his hands rested on his two thighs, squeezing his hair tightly.
"What else is God" he said.
