THE PERPETRATOR (You Cheated, I'm Two)

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"I didn't think Tristan was Ariel's father. It's hard to believe, and the world feels cramped when a child is the child of someone we know" Naya said, munching on fried noodles in the hospital cafeteria.

Claudia told me about who Ariel's father was. How can she know him, to establish love and end up with sadness in staying at the time of pregnancy because of the third person.

"I wonder why Tristan is so different from Papa Marko and Mama Jihan. Precisely what I noticed is that your nature is very dominant with Mama Jihan, gentle, quiet, forgiving but if you are angry, it is scary" said Andrian. His hand outstretched rubbing the lips of his wife who was overwhelmed by noodle sauce.

"Have you forgotten that I'm their real child? and that means Tristan is not Mama's and Papa's biological children so their nature will likely be different and no one will go down to Tristan."

"Yes too. Oh, yeah, well, if we're still in the hospital, we'll check your contents."

"Remain in check again? just yesterday the day after the examination and said the doctor once a month in his examination," said Naya frowning then sip warm tea.

"I just want you and our future son to be okay. Let's check again!" Andrian kekeh wanted his wife checked because he was worried that Naya was exhausted due to taking care of Jenni's marriage.

"No need, honey. Let's just look at Emily, yuk." Reply Naya clasped the hands of her husband who was on the table facing each other.

"Now ah, males. Instead of looking at Emily he wanted to nengokin dede a baby," he whispered a little leaning toward a smiling face as he rolled his eyes and lowered his eyebrows.

Naya looked down smiling shyly at such a tease. But he nodded and Andrian widened his smile.

"Eh, but this is in the hospital?" naya looked up.

"You don't have to think about it, the important thing is that the baby can be seen by his father." Andrian stood with his wife's hand and took her somewhere.

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"Why did you take me to the VVIP room? who will inhabit this room?" ask Naya for confusion.

Andrian just smiled and he locked the room so that no one would interfere with the activities of the two. He cornered his wife to the wall, embracing her waist, until there was no distance between them.

"We're gonna inhabit it, baby." The whisper in Naya's ear gently tipped the sensitive part to give stimulation to the wife.

Naya bit her lips shut her eyes as her husband's warm breath hit her ears and neck. Andrian kept his face raised Naya's chin staring fixedly at the beautiful face of the wife.

Naya is still closed and on tiptoes align her height preparing to receive a kiss from her husband.

"Why do you close your eyes and tiptoe? you must be hoping, right?" goda Andrian smiled ignorantly. Naya opened her eyes wide feeling embarrassed already hoping.

Naya pouted letting go of Andrian's hands looking down embarrassed. "I thought you wanted to kiss me, I was wrong. Only I hope. I'm going out."

Andrian smiled, he took Naya into his arms.

"Don't pout that, baby. I was just kidding," he said and suddenly carried Naya's body.

"O...!!!" cup...

"Call me politely!" andrian said after letting go.

"Sorry, Bee."

Andrian laid his wife's body on the bed that was there. He also lay down to support Naya's body softly on his wife's lips. His outstretched hand gently rubbed the parts he wanted to reach.

Andrian pulls a blanket over the body both of them removing the clothes embedded in their bodies and does so gently in fear of hurting their future child.

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Another in a different room.

Tristan began to wake up from his long sleep. He looked around researching.

"Hospital?" mumbling slowly. His eyes looked back at the open door. Looked at Jihan with a wry face.

"Tristan, you're sober, son." A little Jihan ran over to Tristan.

"I'm a little good, Mah. But, chief and...." Tristan was embarrassed to say it.

"And what?" ask Jihan curiously. "Tell me, let Mama call the doctor," he urged a serious look and a look of anxiety stuck in his face.

"My head hurts and also.hmmmm my weapon hurts," she softly embarrassed as well.

Jihan sculpted, she was confused where to start talking from. He had to tell everything so that Tristan would not be shocked when the body will be built.

"Tristan, the accident you had hit your head and that's what caused your head to hurt or lightheaded. As for your weapon, because a hard impact on the spine causes the nerves to be severed, resulting in your weapon pain and the doctor said it is likely you are impotent and also difficult to get a baby again." Obviously Jihan would not want to have to tell everything.

Degs....

"I'm impotent?! su hard to get momongan?!" her lips trembled in disbelief and Jihan nodded.

Tristan's eyes were shut withstanding the tightness, the emotion, the disappointment with what happened. His clenched hands were strong wanting to be angry yet confused who to be angry at.

"Hahaha I'm impotent and barren." Tristan laughed laughs at himself. However, a single tear dropped on the corner of his eye. The most proud thing is now gone. Though his weapon that he is most proud of because it can satisfy his partner.

Czech....

Jihan looked towards the door and Markolah came in.

"Is Tristan dead?" her tan approached them and Jihan nodded her head towards Tristan and Marko took a glance at her.

"Mama told you everything the same as Tristan."

Marko breathed. He was sad to see the state of the Son.

"Tan, Papa hope you can accept everything with a breastplate. But, your illness can still be cured with the right treatment."

"Free, Pah. It's free for me to do treatment if in the end I can't give offspring" Tristan said.

"But at least your weapon is back on its feet. As for heredity, you can adopt a child in an orphanage and that is the noblest thing."

"No, Pah. I don't want to adopt a child. I just want a real child, even though I'm barren, but I still have Emily's offspring. Yes, Emily. I'm not going to divorce her because there's still a child."

Marko and Jihan intertwine the lyrics to code each other to tell Emily. Jihan took a deep breath and threw it away violently.

"Emily miscarried, she had an accident and her fetus was forced to be removed as well as her uterus" Jihan told reporters.

Degs....

Tristan looked surprised, what surprise is this? why is everything sudden and coincidental?

"Don't fuck around, my son can't be gone? Emily was fine when I left her alone in the hotel parking lot," said Tristan, fearing that Emily and her son would do anything.

"Just when you left with your affair, Emily daydreamed of crying walking in an uncertain direction until unknowingly there was a speeding motor hitting her body and your child who was the victim," Marko replied staring disappointedly at Tristan.

Degs....

"Two times you repeat the same thing, Tristan. First, you're the reason Naya lost her child to infidelity. Second, you're the reason Emily lost her child to infidelity, too. Unknowingly you are the cause of it all. If you could resist your lust for selflessness, if your father's depraved nature hadn't decreased on you," Marko was stifled at failing to educate Tristan.

Tristan was pensive, "Emily, my son," she shed tears. Everything had happened, now he could only regret what he had done.

Seriate....