Women & Destiny (Edit-revision Process)

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Anin awakens from her dream when her phone rings chanting a rhythm that she accidentally sets specifically for her husband's call.

Mas Bim, could he be confused looking for me?

Anin rubbed her phone screen to the right and only realized her stupidity after a voice from there called her name. Why is it even lifted. Begos!!

"...yes, Hello" Anin replied.

"Oh, yeah......"

"Ck! Easy, yeah...Apologize and then you repeat again and again.."

"Yes, yaa~~~aku is wrong and you are always right!!"

"I'm sleepy, let's just end this conversation."

"Well! What a short thought you have, Mom!!!"

"What do you care? Going to sleep where and with anyone is my right!!"

"Isn't that what you're expecting of me? Tempting every man I meet. Then take her to bed?!"

"I'll do it. SATISFIED!!!"

Tut.tut.

Actually Anin was upset and missed her husband as well.

On his attitude, his jealousy and his volatile demeanor were like two different people in one container.

There were many things she wanted to ask her husband. It always fails at the last minute.

Even time does not take her side. And prefers to help succeed her husband's play.

Yang then let Anin with her fears, her pregnancy, her past, and let things go on alone.

I want to give up on everything, on the norm, on logic and selfishly she will tell her husband everything. That can definitely solve the problem as easily as turning the palm of the hand

In a good way or in another way.

Anin needs her husband to be next to her. But in fact, he is alone now.

After putting his phone back on the nightstand, Anin again shed her tears which a moment ago she endured with great difficulty and pretended to be tough, even fine in conversation with her husband.

Lord... why does everything feel so heavy and so sick~~

Anin came back sniffling which sounded so slashing.

If this is love, then I am the foolish woman, who is willing to be toyed with by love itself.

If this is what you call love, I will give you as much as you share it.

Then I will not be able to go anywhere, and will return as much as you throw him away.

Then I am an ordinary woman who is ready to be extraordinary to receive all wounds and sufferings.

If this is what you call love, there should only be one who reigns, no word 'he or them'

And..If all this is love, then I am the blind, the deaf, the mute and the cripple. Because only then can my patience pay off to get tired and get to the end of the road.

****

"Anin,~~~you where.I'm afraid..." Mika's voice sounded chaotic from the other end.

"Fear why?"

"M_m.he died."

"Who?!!"

"Ist-trinyaa~~~aku ta-kut, Nin," said Mika who sounded in Anin's ear was like a dazed voice.

"Where are you, are you with Abi?"

"She~~~~just went to the hospital."

"Where are you, Mika?!"

As quickly as lightning Anin came out of her hotel room that she had deliberately rented to avoid her husband.

After making sure that there were no man who stood guard around the apartment, Anin then went out through the hotel door access to the left. Because the hotel's main lobby is the same as the apartment lobby. 

Yep. After Anin got a gift from her husband. He decided to hide and hide. And he chose the swissbell hotel whose building is right next to the apartment building, other than because it was late at night when he escaped, this is intended so that he is not too tired and can endanger his pregnancy.

Because they are still complex. So, there is no need for drama to go far down the cold of the capital night. And Anin still had the common sense not to do anything stupid.

Almost fifteen minutes waiting for Taxi orders but no one showed up.

Anin started to get nervous...

Time Ride ojek?? Ah no. No. It's very dangerous.

Five minutes later....

Anin was astonished and could hardly believe his vision as the young man drew closer to his position. 

"Anin, what are you doing here?" Ask Indra no less wonder.

"Why are you here?" anin said back to ask while calming his heartbeat.

"It's a habit apparently, answering questions with questions."

"Whether are you here?!!" Anin repeated the question again.

"What's the matter here, but what does it mean to come out this early in the morning?" lang Indra while looking at the woman who looks more beautiful in front of him.

Hurriedly Anin cut off his eye contact with the man and threw it at the flowers lined up there.

"Can I ask you a favor this time? Hmm-- Don't get me wrong ___"

"certain. What is it, just say it..."

"Can you take me to my friend's place.I happen to be in a hurry."

"I also happen to want to go to the hospital. Because just got word that the Word doctor's family had a disaster."

"Hospital??!! okay then I'll come. But take me to Mika's first place."

"alright. Let's..."

Anin immediately slides into the hospital shortly after confirming Mika's condition is fine and they decide to leave together. After before, Anin refused firmly Indra's offer, but finally he accepted resignedly. Because what Indra said is true.

"There's a taxi at this hour, it's still two in the morning. Come on.we forget our problems first," he said at the time.

Once at the hospital, Anin immediately met the doctor Vishnu who he knew that Vishnu doctor was also in the hospital after calling him on the road earlier.

Then they went together to the emergency room to see and say their condolences to Abi's doctor and family.

Although initially the doctor Vishnu was shocked and forbade to come to the hospital this morning blind. Is bunting anyway.

Until Anin appeared with Indra in front of his face. His surprise also increased to several levels.

Where is her husband??!! And not this boyband boy who used to be. aah it's none of my business and hopefully he does not demand a reply.

There was a sense of relief when Anin learned that Doctor Firman was abroad. At least tonight he's safe.

Thank goodness!!

***

Already almost desperate Bima looking for his wife to and fro, when finally, he found her was busy chatting with middle-aged men at a Japanese Resto.

Two days did not go home, no news - which of course is the version of Bima, in fact Anin took the time to go home if she saw her husband had left. Or when her husband that night didn't come home and it turns out here she is now.

Free for two days he dizzy here and there, looking for it, worrying about it but apparently he is fine, healthy and even looks more plump.

If only Bima when it came alone had been invited to the duel of the man. So Emotionally.

So, apparently during the disappearance yesterday he was with the man. Huh!! free I worry about you.  Waste energy. And I foolishly humiliated myself to come to your workplace, looking for you.

Unknowingly Bima clenched a fist.

It was not that she was unaware of her husband's presence in the same restaurant as her at the moment.

But there is more important than just seeing her husband and then reprimanding him or cursing the woman who is struggling spoiled on his arm.

And is there more pain than the pain of seeing your husband make out with another woman before your own eyes?!

So Anin's guess is right. Her prejudice proved her husband betrayed her.

What Anin's question is, how far is their relationship?

Seeing how intimate they are even in public places. With the woman shamelessly dared to kiss the lips of the man.

Is she??

And the in-office incident...

Description of driver..

Patient named Star

Women who met in Bandung..

The pieces of scene design that had been in nature again revolved to the details.

Then, Kartika?!  Could it be the same person or two different people?!

Want to explode like Anin's chest. Think about it. Why does her husband keep hurting her heart.

As much as Anin's energy held back the anger and held back her cries.

So is his effort in such a way as to regulate the rhythm of his breath that began to feel tight and then hide it from his chatter.

I don't know what it would be like if he were there.

"Talk carefully to your husband, Nin. Until when the cats keep doing that. You spent a long time paying for a hotel room." Vishnu's doctor teased him, who apparently caught Anin's likeness.

"Inget, you are also pregnant" he added again, without stopping the activity of his hand that was stirring buckwheat sauce.

"...later I try, Doc." Anin replied briefly.

In the afternoon, Anin decided to go home, because tomorrow she had to go to work.  And also good if you have to pay hotel bills continuously. Could bankrupt him.

Bima had not returned when Anin decided to enter that apartment. And there was only Mbok Jum who was folding clothes.

At dawn, he heard the door open.

"Hoo, remember your pul-lang ju-ggaa!" Bima pulled the blanket roughly, then threw it on the floor.

Anin was suffocated in shock. But there was not enough time for him to just set his consciousness after waking up in shock.

"awake. Wake up!! WAKE UP YOU FUCKING!!!" He shook his wife's body violently, then his finger moved pressing right on her smooth neck.

Anin squealing. Thrashed.

Hit her husband's body but she lost power. She thought she had to immediately escape from her husband's strangulation if it would not be very dangerous for her fetus.

Lord, please save us!!

Glanced again to the left, his hands twitched trying to grab anything.

That lamp.I have to...

With one hand Anin tried to release her husband's hand and one other hand grabbed the pot of lights that felt very far away.

"Mm-maas, sad-dar" he groaned intermittently.

"Den, Non Anin! Gosh darn. Den, release!!" Mbok Jum who was about to go to the living room, was surprised to see his employer's second room open. He thinks there's a thief.

"Den, eling. iki your wife, Lepasno, Den!!" with the remnants of energy in his youth mbok Jum tried to attract Bima. But it was precisely he himself who bounced when Bima flicked his hand. And at the same time Anin used the man's negligence to escape by pushing him with all her might then he ran over to the mbok Jum that was rolling on the floor unmoving.

This time he had released his waistband.

"Mbok.bangun.mbok.." muttered Anin in fear while hugging the old body.

Until the closer her husband was to her, the old woman was not conscious. 

Anin shuddered more and more horrified to see a flash of revenge in the eyes of her husband. 

In front of her, she was no longer her husband. Except the Devil with a belt in his hand.

Anin was able to guess exactly what disaster was in front of her eyes that she would soon receive.

"Mbok..wake up!! Let's go mbok." she cried in sobs.

Bima started to swing her hand.

A loud noise echoed inexorably as the belt touched his wife's body.

Anin receives her first lash right about the arm trying to protect her head and stomach as well as Jum's mbok who is in her arms.

****

The first face that is seen when opening your eyes is Indra complete with sports clothes.

The man looked at her anxiously in the clinic ward, both of his hands holding his fingers.

Anin could barely shift her body, as she felt pain all over her body.

"Don't move much first, your condition is quite severe," whispered Indra with a stifled voice. "Your shock cries out for help and it just so happens that just as I was about to get out, he said I should go home and take you away."

"Thank you." Anin found it difficult to move her hands to feel her stomach. Just as his hands were about to move he was already frowning in pain.

Her memory revolved around recalling some of the events of this morning, of how she received her husband's harsh treatment - betrayal, choking, lashing. He could no longer distinguish between anger, hate and pain.

"Your cage is fine. That's what you're worried about."

"The shock?"

"There's a ward next door."

"Great?"

"Not so bad. It only takes a few stitches to stop the blood behind his head."

Anin took a breath of relief. And he remembered someone, however he was the father of his future son.

"What's the condition--?"

"Si Sinting your husband? He's fine, at best need a cold water compress, after his face I made a punching bag."

Anin turned away in horror. Imagine her husband's condition.

"Regarding your pregnancy frankly I don't mind, if that's why you rejected me and if you're tired of your husband I'm ready ___"

Anin shakes. "No, you deserve a better girl than me. And I have to go home, to make sure my husband's okay." He was in pain when he tried to wake his body.

Seeing Anin's stubborn struggle, Indra snorted in annoyance. His worries quickly turned into emotions.

"Why do you want to see him? He almost harmed you and his own future son!"

"Because he's my husband of course, and- "Anin closed her eyes as thousands of needles pricked her heart, "Because I love her."

Indra stared at the ceiling enduring the torment of emotion. "I loved you first, and you never cared for how I felt."

You're wrong!! Because I loved you once.

Anin caught the pain in the speech she just heard.

"Thank, Ndra," he replied slowly. "Thanks saved our lives."

"I don't need that, I just want you to realize, that guy doesn't deserve you. I can't take it, that jerk treated you like this!"

Truly dead, Anin did not want to hurt Indra, and for whatever sake he could not just change his heart as easily as opening his eyes in the morning.

Falling in love with the wrong person is not his will. If he could choose, he would refuse the match, then run away anywhere. But he had no power, no courage to fight his parents.

"I have to go home," his sighs softly and forced himself to get up from the bed.

Indra guided his body. "Let me deliver. And do not forget, regularly smear the ointment, so as not to leave marks."

***

Bima was sitting pensively at his dining table alone, to the point that he gasped at the arrival of Indra followed by Anin emerging from behind him.

Bima hugged his wife and unceasingly apologized with tears. So much so that Indra was sick of seeing it.

If only Anin did not hold him back to stay waiting for him for a while, he had already escaped right then and there.

Just as aware of the presence of other men. In a hurry he stopped his bombay cry.

"You__" said Bima Emotion.

"Mas, Please. There was something more important that I wanted to ask," Anin invited her husband to sit at the dinner table and hinted at Indra to just wait on her couch.

Bima slammed her own ass on the chair. Then Anin later.

"Who is that woman, Mom?" anin asked then with restraining her anger.

"Who is that man!?" Bima asked back.

"You're mistaken, he's Vishnu's doctor, and our relationship isn't what you had in mind."

"Well!" Bima snorted in annoyance. "Then, have I been wrong for the past few days you disappeared with her?!"

"Bag!!" His screams held back the cries. "Sohina that's what I'm in your eyes."

"I won't let anyone take you away from me!" snarl.

Anin saw the glint again, in the eyes of her husband exactly like that time. "You're crazy, Mom! mental illness."

Bima opened and threw her – phone towards Anin who almost hit her. "Who's crazy? me or You, Huh!"

In a hurry he reached for the phone which turned out to be playing a short video.

Anin's reflexes closed her mouth. His body shook violently. "Where's this video from, Mas?!"

"It doesn't matter! and damn it, it is the disgrace of my wife who is so disgusting and cheap!!"

Once again Anin endured the pain as thousands of needles stabbed into her heart. Even her husband called her cheap and disgusting.

"It's important to me, to him and his company." Anin looked towards the direction where Indra was sitting. Spontaneous Bima followed her.

"Oh.so that, the other mistress guy?!"

Feeling himself is what Indra meant by looking over.

"Then let me finish him here!!" Angry angry. "....and this time I won't lose" and he stood up. Indra also stood up to see the situation that seemed to threaten him.

Honestly, Indra will definitely lose against Bima, if they grapple with equally conscious conditions without the influence of alcohol.

"STOP MAS!! Control yourself! This I can explain." and the weak woman before him suddenly turned into a horned firm mother. Because Anin felt her husband was mentally ill and could have harmed Indra or anyone.

Anin pulls her husband back to sit down, then calls Indra to join them.

Then he began to tell exactly what he knew from the beginning until the last case that befell the sister of the Word.

"I never desecrated myself nor our marriage, you yourself have proven one of them" Anin said.

Both Bima and Indra growled with emotion. Bima Moreover. He felt great guilt for his wife. Not because he had checked his physical – which he himself did not understand, every time he did that, he seemed not to realize it, he was not aware of it, unable to control himself - but for another greater mistake that severely threatened the continuity of his marriage.

To a man named Abi I must make a reckoning with you. You're the cause of all this mess! you are also the one who has dared to touch mine!! bima said in his heart.

"Maybe the next target is the family doctor of the word doctor. I'm afraid they're going through the same thing as Lily" Anin said shuddering in horror.

"We can report him to the police" Indra chimed in.

"We haven't found any evidence yet, and that's what we're –me and Vishnu–'s doctor are investigating. Because what we're dealing with is not just anyone, so we do it secretly without having to make him suspicious." Anin describes the length of the Width.

"Right, let it be a matter of duty, there's no need for you to go along with the pretentious detective." Obviously Bima who objected if his wife should be involved and gathered with other men.

Anin began to feel pain all over her body, because it endured pain everywhere. "But, Mas. It could have all started because of your wife, and I feel guilty for Lily's death, because I knew the plan but couldn't do anything about it."

"Easy! I still disagree you involving yourself with ___"

"If you can be with another woman, why can't I!!" Shouted Anin beaver. "And I don't make out in public places, like you!!"

Bima was only able to stare intently at his wife without being able to take out a word to defend herself. Saving his pride in front of his rivals. In this case he lost.

Anin knew everything.

Indra who had just become a loyal listener, now began to speak up. "Looks, for this I'd better step down in____ "

"Don't go anywhere, I'm afraid he's looking for me again!" Anin glanced cynically at her husband.

Indra, who was standing, was forced to put his butt back on the chair. And mourn his poor fate.

Why can, stuck in a situation like this.Holy love just circled on its axis that has become the property of others. And not to mention, the abuse scandal that – accidentally-didn't do made him even more dizzy.

If until the owner of the video spread it to the media, the end is his history, his company, his parents' career.

Holy jeez!!!

As he realized the great danger threatening before his eyes, Indra decided to resign. And forced to reject the request of Anin who asked him to stay or take her away with him.

First Indra will look for the Word and tell him. However, Firman, his sister-in-law and Indra did not want his sister to be a widow at a young age. She even became a widow before she was married.

After Indra, only silence between the two of them. Almost fifteen minutes passed, When Anin took the first step.

Anin shifted her position slightly away to keep watch - "So, can you explain who that woman is, Mas??"

Long enough Bima weighed until finally he decided to speak up. "He's my co-worker…."

"That's not what I meant!"

"Ya—he's our company partner, she's also my ex-lover and she___ "

"Star, Your Storage?! How long has it been?!!" Amin tried to dampen the shakes on his voice.

Bima just kept quiet. "...since we came home from your home at that time....."

"I thought..." Anin felt pain again. I don't know which one hurts more between her body wounds or her inner self. "...then who else is Kartika?"

"For the sake of god I don't mean. I was drunk at the time. The stars and the carts are the same people, for God's sake." 

"Khilaf until that long?! Tega you, Mas." Anin felt no need to hold back her tears anymore.

"I'm sorry baby, for god's sake there was never, nothing, I don't love him anymore."

"Then, why are you still seeing her." Anin said in the midst of her crying.

"Initially because I deliberately wanted to teach you a lesson, out of anger, that video...."

"Then now, can I trust you? To no longer have any business with her?"

Bina shook her head weakly. "I can't promise anything right now."

"Why?"

"Because he's my past and my mistakes are repeated."

"What does it mean, Don't beat around, Mas!!"

Bima felt the need to hide his eyes from his wife. "He's pregnant with my son."

Like being struck by lightning in a hole, like being hit by a thousand swords, like in a thousand razor blades and like what else is able to describe the pain of Anin at that time.

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