The Suffering of the Wife I Divorced

Chapter 14

Amara had almost trouble finishing the sentence she wanted to say. His tongue suddenly faded as something as big as Pangrango mountain seemed to clog his throat.

But Amara had to say it. He is too tired to hear Bian bring up something from the past, which is very clear he wants to close and does not want to remember all the worst episodes in his life.

"Nearly two years I'm a household with Angga, during that time we never separated from the male contraceptive." Finally Amara again found his voice after successfully swallowing a blockage of tears in the throat.

"All I know is that it's just for pregnancy. I'm the same she agreed to get pregnant because her two children are still too small" continued Amara.

He didn't give Bian a chance to denounce what he wanted to say.

"When you say about the 'safety' that we didn't use when we first met," continued Amora bitterly. "You said I might as well with others not use that tool, and I probably already have syphilis without me noticing—"

"Mara, I can explain everything. I didn't know that it was—"

"I've been horrified this once. I'm tired of you accusing me of not continuing to be about me!" pekik Amara.

So, Bian kept quiet while Amara continued, "When we first met at Bar & Karaoke and you asked if I could have a child or not, I couldn't answer. Because I don't know either. So, that's my alesan ngebiarin you don't use that thing, previously no, because all I know is the use of safety just to prevent pregnancy aja ..."

"When I try to explain to you that if I know who I really am not using security, you don't want to be horrified. Now I want you to know everything about me. One of the two men is you, the one who made me want to know if I could get pregnant or not—"

Amara's words were interrupted when her cries turned into a sobbing. He pushes Bian when the man wants to embrace him into a hug, he knows there are still many things Bian needs to know, and he won't give Bian a chance to insult him again in the future.

"S-one man .. one male jahan*m another who was never without security, he ...," continued Amara with a broken. "He was my master at Bantar Gebang, I. That's also why I broke up Zack after we discussed how important 'holy' is for a man. I was b*gonya asking nyari prospective husband, but ..."

"But all men are sadists" Amara continued, shrieking in pain. "He does not understand that the status of a widower has children. Continue to value me as a hypocritical woman, who looks closed but can not keep 'holyness'. I who was still too b*go, choose to survive because people say so the widow is the biggest disgrace for women. And I was wrong. He is more arbitrary ... not much different from you, FABIAN GADAFI!"

Amara pointed at Bian, screaming that two guards from the guard station ran to the villa, worried about a commotion, but Bian quickly told the two men to come out.

Bian tried to pull Amara into the arms of— intending to incline the woman.

However, Bian never knew that at that point it seemed Amara was blasting what she had been hiding.

"Remara dear, I .. sorry, I didn't mean to make you inget—"

"Make me want all the bad memories I've ever had?" he said Amara while fending off Bian's hand that tried to hug her. "It's late, Bian! Be late! You know best how to make me suffer!"

Bian could not defend Biandra when Amara suddenly took and held Biandra in his arms. For a while, she just stared at Amara kissing her sobbing, as if that was the single most precious thing in Amara's life.

Amara looked back at Bian with wounds. "At that time, I realized that my son could not get it from his biological father who clearly always prioritized his first wife, he said, that's my excuse why I would consider Zack's offer and give you a decision after I've had a crush. But, you suddenly came again. I don't know why my father should ngabarin you, and make all—"

"Amara, your father is right" concluded Bian hurriedly. "I wouldn't know anything if you didn't ask my assistant for my nyusulin. Your father is too afraid if—"

"If I were to die after you, like my mother?"

Amara looked at Bian with a spotlight that made Bian's heartburn, and the man knew how devastated Amara was right now. He realized, it took a great effort to uncover a hidden veil from the bitter past Amara experienced.

"Rome, I—"

Bian could hardly find the right words to give Amara words of comfort. All Bian could do now was, he grabbed Amara into a hug, but again the woman rebelled.

"As you know, you're not just making the same darkest past that I don't want to take anymore," said Amara with teeth grinding as she pushed Bian with one hand. "But all my bad luck has been getting more and more since I met you. I'm sorry why I didn't ask you to use security just the first time I met, I'm sorry why you have to agree to meet the second time, which makes me comfortable to tell you, I'm happy, tell me about my debts, and give you a chance to b*goin me to marry you!"

"I regret why not refuse your invitation to this villa after we officially become husband and wife," continued Amara while gritting her nose with a sling sheet dangling on her shoulder. "I wonder why I should fall in love with you, same husband person! I feel sorry why I have to come to this villa because it is so strange after not hearing from you for two weeks, which in the end only received the same heinous accusations, said Cerai—"

Amara stopped as her stuffing became more and more unstoppable, but she continued, "Worse than that, I'm sure why should I see you if in the end my heart just gets brutally hurt ..."

"Honey, please let me make nebus—"

"No way!" concluded Amara while hugging. "I don't want to be hurt anymore. I'm tired. I want to be happy for a moment. Just moment. You don't understand?"

Bian looked at Amara with a helpless look. He could not nod or shake his head to respond to Amara's question.

"I want to go home. Don't come home now. I want to calm down for a minute."

In fact, after hearing that statement, for a while Bian could only look at Amara turning around and stepping away. However, the woman's footsteps came to a halt in the doorway.

With his shoulders still shaking, without turning towards Bian, Amara said one last time, "But I never hummed and mengelahirin Biandra from you. He is my only source of happiness now. Don't try to give me any more pain by taking him away."

After saying that, Amara rushed out at a rapid pace, not heeding the pain in her heart and the stitches in her intimate area that felt torn from her steps too quickly.

It's just that, after he came out of the towering gate of the villa, that's when Amara's defense collapsed— almost fell. His entire body grew increasingly shivering as cold sweat began to crawl through his back pores.

In fact, Amara felt her knees were too difficult to move. A few months ago, Amara managed to get away from the villa with a formless heart piece when Bian dropped a talaq.