
Niram was about to catch up with Alfaruk who was getting faster swinging his footsteps. However, a cramp in his stomach, forcing Niram to stop the move. A second later, Niram crouched down because he could not bear the pain that hit his stomach.
“Niram!” yura shouted as she saw Niram whimpering in pain while squatting down. “Lu not pa-pa? still able to walk?” ask Yura.
Niram nodded weakly. Aided by Yura, Niram then stood up and walked towards his bed.
“Di-he must be very angry, Ma'am,” Niram said as he stared softly at Yura.
Yura hugged Niram. “That's right, don't think too much. Maybe he was just shocked,” Yura said, trying to calm his best friend's heart.
Unable to stop his guilt, Niram cried in Yura's arms.
“Already, Nir. Keep your emotions, do not let your baby why later,” continued Yura.
Niram let go of his embrace. For a moment, he stared at his stomach which still looked flat.
“This is all because of this damn kid!” rutuk Niram against the child who is still in the womb.
“Ish, Niram. Calm down first. This kid is innocent. Not the will he present in your womb. So stop! Don't blame your son too much. Understand!” yura firmly.
Niram. What Yura said was indeed true. It is not the desire of this child to be present in her womb. However, she also had no desire to conceive a child as a result of the rudapaksa.
O Lord .. What is my fault that You have punished me like this? inward Niram, perching.
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After hearing the reality, Alfaruk felt devastated. She did not expect that her woman was pregnant with someone else's child. It was indeed not his will, but this was also not Alfaruk's will.
The man continued to walk towards the elevator. Shortly after the elevator door opened, Alfaruk entered it and pressed down on the ground floor as his destination. For a moment, Alfaruk wanted to avoid the woman and his wife.
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After successfully buying painkillers for her husband, Karen returns to the hospital. She did not want to leave her husband for too long. Although Karen did not know, her husband would accept her presence or not. Karen did not care. As long as she is able, she will always serve all the needs of her husband.
Arriving at the hospital, Karen goes to the senior nurse to hand over the medicine. After all, only the nurse was very well aware of the dosage of the drug that her husband had to take.
“This is the cure, Sus,” said Karen while handing over the rare drug.
“Ah, yes thank you. Later I will give along with other drugs,” replied the nurse.
After she finished giving the medicine, Karen then returned to the nursery to look after her husband.
arriving at the nursery, Karen is shocked when she does not see her husband.
"Ah, maybe Mas Brama is in the bathroom," Karen muttered as she swung her steps towards the bathroom.
Chequek!
Karen opened the bathroom door. However, a second later her forehead frowned when she did not find her husband in the room. Even the bathroom floor looks still dry, a sign that no one has entered and used it.
Karen closed the bathroom door. For a few seconds, he could only be glued to the side of Alfaruk's bed.
Is it possible Brama met the woman? inner Karen.
After believing the possibility, Karen also swung her step toward the nursery of the woman who became her husband's affair.
Arriving at the door of Niram's room, Karen stopped her steps. Faintly, he heard the conversation between the women from inside the room. However, after waiting for a few minutes, Karen did not hear a conversation between a man and a woman from inside the room. That means, chances are, her husband wasn't there.
Just as Karen was about to enter the room, suddenly someone came out from Niram's nursery. Karen ran to hide.
"Huh, you selfish man! She may blame Niram for her pregnancy which she did not know about. Uh, good that he left. Otherwise, Niram's entire life would only be his slave. Tickling the rich, sucks!” gerutu Yura while passing away.
Karen's pecking behind the wall. His knees seemed boneless after hearing the truth about the woman.
“Ha-pregnant? Ja-so mas Brama has a descendant of that woman? inner Karen.
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With help from his assistant, Alfaruk arrived at the office. He also locked himself in his room. Even Daren, a confidant of his, he was forbidden to enter his room.
Ish, what's wrong with the boss? Why is he wearing only hospital clothes? Is he in the hospital and avoiding treatment? inner Daren.
“Ah, I'd better call madam Karen,” muttered Daren.
Meanwhile, in his room. Alfaruk just sat quietly in his oversized chair. Both of his eyes were just staring blankly at the ceiling of the study. I don't know, Alfaruk feels empty. Just this time he was hurt by a woman.
Why, Niram? Why is it that when I start to get comfortable with you, you take that comfort back? Why would you betray me? wh why? inward Alfaruk feels tight.
“Aaargh!”
Brak!
Alfaruk. His hands swept away the things on his desk. No doubt, the objects also fell and fell apart on the floor.
Brugh!
Prangs!
Unsatisfied to get there, Alfaruk then hit the table with all his might, until the layer of glass on it, broke.
“Basic cheap women!” alfaruk's curse is full of emotion.
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In the general hospital.
“Are you sure if mas Brama is in the office?” karen asked her assistant.
“Yes, Mom I'm sure. My own parents told me not to bother him. Looks like you're having a hard time, ma'am. That's why he locked himself in his room" Daren said.
“Iya, Dar. It seems like you are having a very strange problem. Leave it alone and don't disturb him. Just watch, afraid that you will do things that are not expected" Karen said.
“Good, Mom,” Daren concluded on the other end of the phone.
After getting word of her husband's whereabouts, Karen decides to pay for all the administration of the husband's return. After that, he decided to go home.
Like her husband, Karen also needs time to be alone and calm down. The news of her husband's mistress' pregnancy, has left Karen completely in shock.
I will never lose Brama. However, if she chose to go for the child who was inside the woman's womb, what could I do. Maybe ... relented is the best path for this loveless relationship, inner Karen, sore.