Trapped in Love Duda

Trapped Love Duda 29

" Should it be now?"

" When else?" Ask friendly

" Tell me your life story first with uminya sabrina!" My whisper was in the ear of the Amal.

" For your sake I'll tell you my life story." Mas Amal mesra

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My name is Amalaksana, and people call me Amal. When I was a teenager I was schooled in a boarding house by my parents. I am a child of puppets. While I was in Madrasah Aliyah school, I had to lose my father. I have to leave my mom and me forever. Without words, without messages also without pain. All I remember was that uncle picked me up at the boarding school because my dad was sick. But when he arrived home, there was already a funeral flag installed in front of the house. My house was crowded with neighbors.

Once in my heart I asked, what happened to Dad? I ran into the house through some people who were sitting on the porch of my house.

Innailaihi wainnailaihi roji'un.my mother was sitting in front of my father's body. Spontaneously I roared in front of my father's body, no matter how those people reminded me to be patient.

There is a pain of seeing a mother who is sad every day. Finally I decided to get out of the boarding school and choose a school in the village in order to keep and accompany mother. After graduating high school, and mother felt quite calm finally I continued college in the city

This is where I first became acquainted with the uminya Zuwita, her name is Sabrina.

Sabrina and I still live in the same village. Sabrina herself was an only child, just like me. Sabrina is a free girl. Even in dress he is too vulgar. Every time I come home, I don't like Sabrina and even forbid me to be close to Sabrina for fear that later I will be exposed to promiscuity like Sabrina.

One day Sabrina came to me with tears. She said she was two months pregnant, but her boyfriend ran off irresponsibly. He asked me to help me marry him until this child was born. I'm confused how. What should I tell my mother if I want to marry Sabrina?

Finally inevitably for Sabrina who asked me for help I finally married Sabrina. Mom hasn't talked to me for months. Until I lied to my mom, if Sabrina was pregnant with my son. Only then did I see my mother's face so happy. Slowly, my mother began to accept Sabrina.

A mother's feelings are never wrong. Sabrina is not a good woman. I've repeatedly caught Sabrina yelling at mom.

And mom never complained to me about it.

To be honest, me and Sabrina never had a marital relationship. Sabrina teased me many times, but I tried to refuse her until she finished giving birth later. It's not that I'm not normal so don't want to touch her smooth body like a model. Sabrina was two at the time. And it's purely not the result of my biology. Until then Sabrina gave birth to Zuwita. She has no maternal instinct.

When Zuwita was two months old, Sabrina left Zuwita with her mother. And he went with someone in the car. With the help of the neighbors I managed to follow Sabrina and the man. Sabrina walked into the hotel alone, with no marriage ties. And for the second time Sabrina will again commit adultery.

With a definite step I followed Sabrina into the hotel.

I also begged the hotel staff to help me. And what I was afraid of was really happening, Sabrina was struggling with a man.

He was surprised to see me. He quickly covered the open part of his body with a blanket.

I'm closing in on him, "we'll settle it in court." I'm loud.

I was sort of cheated on by Sabrina. How much I really loved him, in fact his behavior was not like an animal.

Once the trash remains trash, it will not turn into pearls that is Sabrina.

I'm collecting some things that Sabrina's parents have at home. Including Zuwita's things. If Sabrina brings a new Zuwita, I have no rights. We did stay at Sabrina's parents' house at Sabrina's request.

I told the incident at the hotel to Sabrina's parents, but they just casually responded. And a little blame me for not giving Sabrina any obligation.

Oh Allah... Turns out I've been in a circle of crazy people like them.

I determinedly took care of the divorce papers and Sabrina did not want to bring Zuwita in. Finally my mother and I took care of Zuwita with all my heart. Until those who see Zuwita will say Zuwita is similar to me. Not a single drop of blood flowed through Zuwita's body.

We now live in my mother's house. Zuwita's taken care of so much with me.

Until one day, when I was heartbroken by Sabrina's behavior, I saw an angel.

Graceful, beautiful also awake. She's the woman of my dreams.

But there is a doubt about approaching women again. I also feel inferior because now my status is a widower. I was not a little friendly to that woman. Though my heart is like a mobat mabit when I see the face is near me.

All I know is that woman's name is Zahra. Moving from Jakarta. Not long ago, her parents were in a plane crash.

I who put the feeling from the beginning saw him trying to be careless, but Zuwita paved the way for me so that I could get close to the beautiful angel.

Out of nowhere at first, Zuwita can be so sticky to Zahra, even me and my mother are often overwhelmed when Zuwita is fussy.

But Zahra became a helper for me and my mother. He is more skillful in nurturing Zuwita. And I believe the heart of a child is never wrong.

After Zuwita helped me pave the way to get close to Zuwita, she did the same. I always carry the name Zahra in this house. Every second, minute, hour, day, there's a Zahra name. Including when the fussy zuwita does not want to sleep. I'm gonna sing a song by saying Zahra's name. Is mom the same as me who's in love with Zahra? Sometimes I laugh at myself.

Like this morning, I plan to take Zahra to the mother's brother's house who is holding a celebration. Uh, I know that woman is nongol.

The thing that makes me sure I want to marry her is when she gets rough treatment from Mr. Indro. My heart is so burning. It should be as the man protecting and nurturing not hurting.

Until with courage, I expressed my desire to propose to her and marry her. Many times I say it until he answers yes.

My heart feels flowery, I will finally marry the adoration of my heart. Thank you Zuwita for paving the way for this abi mu.

Finally the wedding I was waiting for arrived, my chest was so pounding. It was so different when I married Sabrina. Married to Zahra I want to say only once with one breath. And it's true. The road is so easy to walk. Now Zahra and I are legally husband and wife. And now we're in the same room accompanied by my little daughter, Zuwita.