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Satria looked at his wife who looked confused and shocked. Tears fell down Amayra's cheeks, she was dazed there. Satria approached Amayra and held her shoulders.
"May..."
Looks like Amayra already knows, just say it.
"What is all this? Doctor Candra..police..why was my father's name taken?" Amayra asked puzzledly, she was trying to digest what she heard.
"May, everything you hear from the police is true. Doctor Candra, he did negligence in paternity surgery.In the last report on the condition of the father mentioned that the likelihood of the father surviving the operation was 90 percent. But, doctor Candra.he cut something wrong in the brain and..."
"Enough! Enough, I don't want to hear anymore!" Amayra cried while shaking her head. "So, I can still survive if the operation is successful. But.because of the doctor's mistake, father.dad died.hiks.."
Amayra was heartbroken to accept all of these realities, especially if it was about her father. Amayra is good, but she can't be patient forever. He is also a man who can be angry, that patience has limits. And this time Amayra was really angry with the doctor who had operated on her father.
"May, I'll take you home?" Persuade Satria while holding his wife's hand.
Amaya brushed off Satria's hand, she looked angry. "Deliver!"
"May, I understand you're angry at Dr. Candra. But he'll get the reward." Satria.
"You think I'm mad at Dr. Candra?" Amayra turned her head towards her husband, staring sinisterly at Satria. His emotions are now unstable.
"May.."lih Satria.
For the first time Satria saw Amayra looking at her angrily. He never saw his wife with this emotion. "May, are you angry because I didn't tell you from the beginning? I'm sorry May" Satria said, apologizing to his wife.
"Actually how much more.."
"What's May?" Satria doesn't understand.
"How many more things are you hiding from me? You said we should always be honest with each other, no matter how small the problems we face. But you even covered a lot of things from me" said the woman, weeping, grimacing with disappointment at her husband.
Amayra showed her husband a picture of Clara and Satria. "Here you are, if you still don't understand!"
Satria was surprised to see the photo, "May.. You know for sure, is that not true? Don't you trust me?"
"Thank God you believe me, but I have a reason why I didn't tell you. I'm afraid you misunderstood May,"
Amayra shook her head in disappointment, "Fear of misunderstanding? Precisely with Mas hiding can even make me misunderstand! Who am I, I don't even know about you? About this matter even dad's problem I don't know! Do you still think I'm a child?"
Satria was shocked to see Amayra so emotional, "May, baby. I have a reason.."
"Udahlah Mas, I want to go home. I'm tired." said Amayra as she walked away disappointed to leave her husband.
"I'll explain when I'm home" said Satria, feeling guilty.
Amayra turned and said, "I'm disappointed, Mas.." Amayra stepped away from the Darishana.
"Astagfirullah Satria..why do problems constantly test our household?" muttered Satria while holding her head.
Intentions want to take his wife home, but Satria still has one more time to monitor the operation and his responsibilities as a chief doctor that he can not leave.
That night after returning from the hospital, Satria returned to her home. He did not get the welcome from Amayra as usual. Satria had guessed that Amayra was very angry with her.
It's his own fault, why he hid Mr. Aaron's problems and the events in Africa. Naturally Amayra was angry.
"Darling, I'm home. Have you slept?" Satria asked his wife who was lying on the bed with her eyes closed.
There was no reply from Amayra, even when Satria touched his wife's hand. "May, I brought you a chocolate cheese martabak. I keep it on the table. You eat it later. I'll sleep in the next room" Satria whispered to his wife.
Tomorrow is the 15th, how can I celebrate our anniversary? If the atmosphere was like this.
Amayra sat up and looked at her husband. "So, you want to avoid it and not explain?" Ask Amayra sharply.
You know, just now he kept me quiet. Now he wants to talk to me, you little girl, sometimes I don't understand.
Satria smiled and sighed, "OK, I explained. But you don't get emotional first,"
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