The Third Match.

Removing Ring.

Marsel was stunned to hear his daughter's words. Apparently Lita thinks that her real mother is dead.

All this time Marsel never told me that Bella was still alive, and lived in the country of origin.

"Papa take a shower, baby" said Marsel after Lita finished drawing.

"Ok, Pa"

Marsel immediately took a shower, half a day driving his car here and there turned out to make him sweat even though there was AC.

While Diah finished helping auntie cook dinner, then went to the room, intending to prepare clothes for her husband.

In the room there was no Marsel, but there was a gurgling of water. Diah took a t-shirt, and a boxer from the closet, then put a casual shirt, on the edge of the bed.

He lifted up the dirty clothes that were still on the sofa.

Puk.

Wallets, pens, and white paper splattered on the floor fell out of the pocket of the suit. Diah then picked it up.

Diah read the paper turns out the details of hospital costs, USG and drugs, so many.

Maternity hospital? approximately who is USG, but not written name in the note, ah let it be.

Diah then brought the dirty clothes, to the loundre place near the kitchen, before long back to the room.

"Same father Honey's healthy mother?" tanya Marsel apparently has copied the clothes, and put it on the mattress.

"Alhamdulillah.. healthy Mas, but I did not meet Mom, he was in the middle" said Diah. Then sit on the bed.

"Oh... And you've given money to Mom?"

"I've been. but I've been sprained by Mom, ask for money I think for what, don't know to pay arisan" honestly Diah, it feels ashamed of her husband.

"Here dong" Marsel patted a pillow beside him.

"Magrib Mas, tell me to sleep" Diah remained silent.

"It's still half an hour away" Marsel pulled Diah's arm down to his chest.

Her burly arms hugged Diah's frail body.

"Although parents, also need friends, honey, to share, just like us" said Marsel.

"In fact, Momy is so, too, the ice is everywhere, but yes, let it go, the important thing is that he is happy" said Marsel.

"You too, if you just want to meet friends, chat, I don't forbid" Marsel added.

Diah raised her head quickly from Marsel's chest.

"Mistake no mistake, what did I just hear, what is this? yesterday-yesterday, if I ever get out of the house a little, you get jealous, suspicious, accuse me of the no-no, but all of a sudden..." Diah feels weird.

"Yes, since I believe in you now, you have told me about Abim. Well, since then, I believe one hundred percent you are, '" Marsel kissed the back of Diah's hand.

"Oh yes Mas, at Sister Rose's house I met my ex-husband" honestly Diah.

"ex-husband? which one, then what are you doing?" cecar Marsel was a little stiff.

"A-right, right! she said she believed me, but it was my turn to be honest, it was out her neck veins" Diah pressed down on Marsel's neck.

"Okay.. continue, continue..." Marcel started to calm down.

"I met Alfred, but we just greeted each other, nothing more, you also have to understand Mas, we will definitely meet often. Because we have Syifa who needs our attention, her biological parents" "Even though Syifa is happy with Kak Mawar, and Adit" Diah said while lying on Marsel' chest, marsel twined Diah's hair.

"Why Syifa is not brought here, we take care of both, else Lita will be happy" advised Marsel. Marsel doesn't mind if Syifa stays with him.

"It can't be so Mas, Syifa has been adopted by my sister, since birth, so they've considered Syifa her own child."

"Mas, I'll also talk to you immediately, but I beg you, Mas, don't be angry" Diah then sat down to face Marsel.

"What are you talking about?" The slanted sleeping marcel supports its temple with the palm of the hand.

"Actually I have told you, as well as Lita, through my story about the Birds of Love, Prenjak, and Eagle, but you apparently did not realize" Diah took a deep breath.

Marsel. "Yes on" Marsel wondered.

"Me?" Marsel then woke up from his sleep.

"I used to make a mistake, have an affair, from Abim" Diah remembered that the water was clear and then dripped.

"Honey.. If it's not strong don't tell" Marsel rubbed Diah's shoulder.

"No, it's time I'll tell you everything. If you are angry, the consequences must be accepted. Actually, I had intended to tell you this before you married me, but you refused" Diah honestly.

Marsel nodded.

"I had an affair with Alfred when I was Abim's husband" said Diah.

"What?!" marsel's voice is rising.

"Yes, it's so true, I'm not the best person I thought I was, I used to be a bad woman, like the Love Bird character I told you about"

"Yes on" Marsel lowered intonation.

Diah later recounted having an affair with Alfred, having a child, and eventually divorcing Abim.

When Diah married Alfred, and eventually divorced, because Alfred proved to have a wife.

"My heart hurt a lot, when I found out that Alfred had a wife. At that time I realized, there was nothing that hurt the most, other than being lied to"

"Hiks hyx"

Deg. Marsel's chest rumbles. He was afraid to be honest.

"All the things I've been through, like a big slap to me" "I realized, from then on, I've been trying to straighten my way around, away from the tracks"

"But it's not that easy, my journey is getting more complicated, exams come and go, I'm just trying to be patient and strong"

"Until I meet you, and take me flying high, but it turns out you just dropped me to the bottom of the abyss" Diah cried again.

"What do you mean?" Marsel held Diah's hands.

"You also lied to me" he said in tears.

Marsel's heart really wants to get out of the body. Where does Diah know that as it turns out, she's with Arabella still not divorced.

"You still love your ex-wife, don't you? in fact, you're still wearing this wedding ring" Diah holds Marsel's ring finger.

"Oh so this..." Marsel twirled the ring, but could not move.

"Take a look at my finger" Marsel compared the ring finger between left and right. Marsel's left ring finger appears larger, in contrast to his right, even as swollen. But it doesn't hurt anymore.

Diah was surprised, he just noticed, that her wedding ring was worn by Marsel on the right arm.

"Now try to take off this ring" said Marsel handing his finger.

He tried to remove the ring, but it was difficult.

"Can't be separated, that means... Mas and the owner of this ring, will be a partner for life" said Diah, but still did not pay attention to Marsel

Marsel's mouth was locked tightly. Observing his wife who is still trying to compartmentalize atik cicin.

Diah gave up the ring called Arabella, which could not be removed. He then went to the bathroom and took soap and water to soak Marsel's finger.

"Right, this is gonna go?" ask Diah while carrying a dipper.

"You must have brought soapy water, right? can't be darling, Mommy has tried many times, not only with soap, with yarn still can't" it's true what Marsel said.

Two years ago, Marsel's hand was hit by a hammer, while installing a picture frame Lita, to swell, unfortunately, Marsel did not quickly take him to the doctor, it turns out his bones were broken.

"Later out our magrib to the Doctor" said Diah.

"To Doctor? isn't it sick?" Marsel frowned.

"Nort of course" Diah was excited, after praying took him to the clinic and then the chicin was cut by a doctor with a ring cutter.

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