Wife Titipan
Chapter 14
Life cannot be planned, what is planned usually does not go according to the dream. Najma inside the Villa was very bored. Pram locked all the windows and doors that were here. He could only be satisfied to see how dense the forest on the left side of Villa passed through the window. In the forest was a small river with clear water. Pram took her there a few times.
Najma who was daydreaming jumped to hear the front door of the Villa in the gedor very loudly. Najma is so scared here that no one is a bad person who wants to harm him. Being the wife of a businessman who has many competitors is not easy, some times Pram's enemies have tried to make him wretched.
His body was now trembling, while his hot face represented a fear in his heart that made him start to struggle to breathe regularly. Najma heard a familiar voice calling out her name. Against the fear in his heart Najma emboldened himself to approach the front door, the clearer was the voice of who was calling him.
"Father!" Najma half screeched. He walked towards the window opening the curtain that covered him. He saw Bagas with his confidants. Bagas saw his son approaching immediately.
"Open the door." Najma now realizes she cannot open the door because it is locked from the outside by Pram.
"The door's locked I can't open it." Najma saw her father's expression turn angry. Bagas was seen discussing something with his confidants they then agreed to break down Villa's door.
"Follow Papa home!" The no-nonsense bagas instantly pulled Najma's hand, he dragged Najma roughly following his footsteps.
"I don't want to go home." Najma thrashed, jerking his father's grip until he was released.
"Your mother's sick. Is it so blind of you with love that the person who has given birth to you is sick you don't care." Najma felt shunned by her father's words.
"Did Papa let me see Mama?" Najma asked hesitantly, hearing that his mother was sick he was worried that he had not met the woman who had given birth to him for a long time.
"I came here because Mama wanted to. Now just choose. You come with Papa to see Mama while she's alive or visit her grave." Najma tensed up What pain did her mother have so badly? should he leave? but what about Pram.
"Wait a minute, I'd like to call Pram."
"Don't call that guy in front of Papa, now get in the car. Follow Papa if you still want to see Mama." There's no choice. Najma was forced into her father's car.
Najma's father knew him as a warm and loving man who was different from the current one. His father never snapped at him what else he treated as rude as before. Seeing his father who looked cold Najma chose to look out, he wanted to memorize the way if only later his father would not take him home.
Bagas stared at his daughter in silence, his memory floating at the moment where he first held his daughter. When the little Najma managed to pronounce the word Papa perfectly he felt proud. The little Najma who used to be so mischievous often worries her parents. When he came home to play he always carried wounds on his body whether it was from falling from a bicycle or fighting with his peers.
But whatever indecision he never got angry, the more his affection for the child just wayangnya more and more. Although tired when coming home from work when Najma was little asked to be accompanied by play he would not refuse, but time has changed everything.
Najma is no longer her spoiled little daughter, she has now become a stranger. He now wanted to embrace Najma sitting next to him, but could not because for some reason there was an invisible wall blocking them. Unbeknownst to Najma, tears fall from a father who loved his daughter.
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After leaving the Pram residence because he no longer works with the man, Bayu did not immediately return to his hometown. He chose to shop and work as an employee in one of the shops. Bayu could go straight back to his hometown, what else he already has a decent savings money and his plantation in the village has also advanced. But Bayu doesn't want to leave, before all the trouble here is done.
The check contained the nominal money that Pram gave when the man went Bayu directly tore it. He is not a treasure enthusiast even though his life is mediocre. After all he married Najma because of the men's threat that would destroy his family. There was really not the slightest intention in his heart to earn money in such a way.
Pram is now very difficult to find, the phone or message is not responded to. Though he only wanted to ask about the status of his marriage and Najma, so that he immediately lived a quiet life. He does not want to linger trapped in the relationship of the couple who so deified love, Najma who is blind because of love and Pram who is selfish.
And the problem of his future son who is in the womb of Najma. I think he deserves a confession from the boy one day. The child was his flesh and blood, yet he did not know that affection was already present in his heart. What else later when he saw Najma's stomach grow, then the child was born, he felt unwilling if the child would not recognize himself as a biological father who had presented him.
Even though Bayu has been impressed, but he has a loving nature that is not widely known except by those closest to him. No wonder Bayu is not willing if later his flesh and blood does not recognize him.
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Pram felt a bad feeling when he came home to see the front door of his Villa opened wide, especially seeing the door was slightly damaged. Pram remembers before he left he locked the door and brought the key, meaning someone was here and opened the door violently.
Pram immediately searches for Najma, whose main purpose is the room he does not find the woman. His head was filled with negative thoughts. Pram anxiously searches for Najma all over the Villa shouting to call the woman like one is out of his mind.
Pram rubbed his frustrated face, he smashed whatever was in front of him, evaporating the emotions that were now in the crown. Panic and anger sometimes make a person unable to think clearly. Pram forgets that his villa has CCTV.
After a long silence without doing anything. Pram just remembered to check his CCTV Villa. He immediately went to the CCTV room, how lucky he saw who took his woman away.
"Fuckers!" Pram growled angrily punching the CCTV screen until it broke, he did not care about the fresh blood flowing from the wound on his hand.
Najma's father who came to pick her up, it would be very difficult if he wanted to meet her again. Remembering Najma's parents no longer liked her. Even after knowing Pram hurt his daughter Bagas pulled all the shares he planted in Pram's company so that his company was shaken for several months.
Pram felt his head was going to explode, he needed a breakout consuming alcohol it seemed good to forget for a moment the problem. He hoped that Najma would come home to see him tomorrow. If not, he will take Najma away and hide her from her parents.
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Najma looked at her mother's pale face, her heart ached when she saw the state of the woman who had given birth to her like this. Najma felt sinful, but the evil side in her heart said this was a fitting reply to the selfishness her parents once did.
“Mama...” Risma opened her eyes when she heard that voice.
“Najma my son!” Risma immediately hugged her child, her feelings erupted when she could hold a creature that had once lived in her womb.
“Mama why pain?” Najma touched her mother's pale face.
“Mama only misses you, if you take care of Mama will recover quickly,” said Risma. Najma pecks her mother's cheek.
“Cheal soon Ma, I love Mama.” Najma glanced at his father Bagas who seemed happy to see the closeness of his wife and son. Najma stroked her stomach slowly, how did her parents react when they found out she was pregnant?
Will they be happy to know that they will soon have a grandchild? or instead they ask him to abort his womb because he contains seeds from ordinary men.
