Women & Destiny (Edit-revision Process)

Subsequent Facts

Is there any pain other than the pain I've been through?

Are there any injuries other than the wounds I received ?

If there is, tell me where? I wanted to exchange it, because this one I couldn't bear, couldn't treat.

What exactly is your plan, God...After you sent people to save my honor, then why did you send an angel of death to uproot my heart and soul.

Why don't you send your angel to take my life!!!! I'm mad at you, God. Angry at your help. I hate myself, I hate my husband

I hate my feelings!!!!

First Bima thought, He will see his wife hysterically, then will curse, curse, scold, scold, or beat perhaps and Bima was ready with all the risks that he would receive as long as his wife did not ask him to choose. Because he can't if he has to separate, can't also, if he has to ignore his responsibilities.

Ten minutes passed, Bima was still waiting for her reaction.

Half an hour passed, but the wait showed no signs of sound or anything.

The first hour passed, Bima began to fret seeing Anin still sitting in silence. Not moving nor making a sound nor letting out her tears again.

Bima also realized, as big as what wounds he had given that could have caused a deep trauma, not to mention the news he had just delivered, Anyone who listened to him must have been very hit, shaken. And usually people will vent their anger, emotions, and frustration. So it would be better for him.

But if until Anin does not react, precisely this is a very worrying situation. Because people stress –even Gila– is a form of his inability to accept the situation, unable to express what is experienced, his soul is unable to sustain, and he is unable to support, so that the impact on the work of the brain that automatically seeks solutions –(One of them replaces pain by switching memories or removing them, (Amnesia, severe stress, even Crazy).

"Dear, say something... Don't be like this?" Bima was increasingly restless with his wife's silence.

Bima used both hands to grab his face and looked at his wife, "My mistake is unforgivable, But Please, Anin! Say anything?" Shouted Bima in hopes of resuscitating the woman before him.

Bima tegugu, insist on asking for forgiveness in front of his wife, "What should I do.... "

Suddenly Anin moved and pushed herself away from the reach of her husband. "Salter, Me!!" he said it was as cold as the north pole.

Like a new one in a big sledgehammer right about his head. Bima was shocked, shocked until his body was sitting limp.

So this is the end of it all.

Then what do you expect? Getting sorry then with his stupidity accepting you with your mistakes? Who will forever hurt him every time you see the results of your work!!!

Can't I keep both?!

What do you expect to do with keeping both?

I'll make them happy.

Crazy one!

"I'm not that kind of woman. Stop thinking that you can make us unite!!"

"Please.. Please Anin, I know, I was wrong and probably unforgivable. But, at least give me a chance to fix everything." said Bima pleaded. "I-I, I Promise, for our sake, for the sake of both our parents."

"What do you mean fix everything? Sending her child and mother away from me? Or you mean----" suddenly Anin shuddered in horror at what Bima was going to do. – Abortion-

"Let's wait until she's born, I'll do a DNA test on her."

Anin rolled her eyes, puffed up. Inexhaustible thought of what was on her head. He could doubt his own flesh and blood. "Actually, what's inside your head, Mas!"

"Because I know, she's not just sleeping with__." Bima defended herself.

Ani cursed out loud, "STOP!" his yell. "Tabble. Let's just split up." The connection was slow, then left Bima with his gaping wounds.

"But, why? Is it because of that guy? Until there's no more forgiveness for me, no second chance for me?" bima shouted Then, hitting the floor that was not wrong.

Anin was packing clothes in her room and forcing everything into the suitcase, when suddenly Bima entered and locked the door and threw the key, somewhere.

While the spare key is only Bima who keeps it.

Anin jumped in shock. With her finger reflexively grabbed the perfume bottle that was nearby and pointed at her husband.

I won't let you touch me, not even a fingernail!!!

Bima stepped closer and slashed the distance between them.

"Do it, if it can atone for all my sins. Do it...."

"Don't Get close..." Anin smashed the bottle against the wall closest to her, and then pointed it at her husband again. "I said stop, Don't come any closer!!" Shouted Anin.

Unable to see what was about to happen, he chose to close his eyes.

After there was no longer any distance between them, Bima could clearly see that his wife was trembling with fear.

Bima snatched the bottle in his hand and then hugged the wife who he really missed and got tighter when felt the body was struggling. Sobs broke out from the two and only the heart was able to translate the wordless tone.

I'm sure there's still an apology for me, I'm sure you love me as much as I love you! I-i'm sorry!

Unknowingly, Bima started down the curve of his wife's back when he felt there was no more resistance. With his finger he gently rubbed the beautiful waist. Then it continued to move down until it touched the end of the T-shirt that Anin was wearing. At the same time Bima began to attach her lips to the ugly neck of the woman in her arms at this time. No matter the scent of the ointment that caught his nose. He continued to move sweeping the skin of Anin's neck without missing a single moment.

Anin fell asleep with the comfort she was currently feeling. It feels like centuries have not been obtained. Unconsciously he sighed. Enjoying her husband's treatment. And he knows what will happen next. If he doesn't wake up and stop all this.

Like getting approval, Bima did not waste the opportunity given to him. How much he missed his wife. How much he wanted his wife. 

Bima immediately carried Anin's body and carried her on her bridal bed - formerly.

No voices, no pleas, just longing gazes.

The two only looked at each other, voicing representatives of their respective hearts.

The mouth may lie, but the eyes will testify otherwise. 

That's where Anin knew how much her husband loved her. But the decision still has to be made.

I can't wait for a choice either! Because I'm not an option and I can't accept it because it turns out there's another side to both of us.

If this is for the last time, then tonight, I will offer my love with all my heart so that you will not be able to forget it in your life. And you'll regret it for the rest of your life.

That night, it was Anin who led her husband, taking him to the most beautiful paradise of the world, with an unusual treatment, the melody of her gestures so beautifully blinded her eyes, melodious links to a symphony that flowed beautifully without a word.

Now the bud has turned into a flower so beautiful that any beetle would willingly - resigned - entangled in it. 

So did Bima, that night he willingly - resigned-in front of his wife. Kneeling before the love of his wife that I had just felt so great, so deeply sincere. And he admitted defeat. Happy at once.

I will remember every second and I will ask to repeat it at every opportunity.

And in the end love is the winner, he can beat everything. He is also capable of blinding everything.

In the morning, as usual...

With hope as time goes by, he will forget everything and –may-be will accept his error If it turns out that the boy is proved to be his flesh blood.

Because Bima too, on that night he had promised to change and try to get better.

However, all hope is lost. In the afternoon he came home and found his wife's belongings empty. In vain he also invited her to the hospital. To his old apartment. Calling his parents' house. 

It's not there, it's not everywhere. No one knows or tells you of its existence.

Pain, disappointment, frustration, raging in his chest, jumbled his feelings, broke his heart and his soul went to pieces. He also unceasingly blames himself for the passing of his wife.

It would be better if you stick a poisoned knife to take revenge on me, than you treat me with the sweetness of a spoonful of honey.

I'm sorry~~everything is so sorry.

One month later, he received a letter from the court. But it did not dampen his intention to keep looking for his wife.

Because he was sure, there was still love for him.

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One afternoon, Bima visited a building that turned out to be a company engaged in the procurement of goods and services owned by the Prawiranegara family.

"I want to meet with your Chairman, please convey, I am a Representative of the Company Cipta Prima" said Bima at the reception who looked frightened to see the temperament of Bima

"Baa-ik sir, Please wait a moment, " said the beautiful woman with a slightly excessive makeup polish according to Bima.

Shortly thereafter, Bima was welcome to enter to meet the leader who turned out to be Kartika.

"Hi.. baby, what a big tumben, do you need a new atmosphere?" Sapa Kartika - better known as Bintang at school first - then allowed his special guests to sit.

"...." - ".Bima looked at him with a questionable gaze.

As if understanding the man's shock, Kartika came out from behind her desk, and her stomach was still flat. There hasn't been any change. "Oh, this..., recently, I was asked to replace the bokap, because his favorite bastard is more interested in taking care of the hospital than his father's company."

"Why?" tanyanya full of search.

Kartika raised her shoulders, "come on..." Then he joined Bima.

"...so... are you looking for me ____ kangen your child? Or miss her mother?" his god with a spoiled sling. "Then, how's your wife doing, have you found her??"

"Please, stop.we're in the office." Then he removed the link of Kartika's fingers attached to his left arm.

"Indeed, why? Don't tell me you're embarrassed?"

"One of them, that." Then Bima shifted her position creating a distance between them.

"Since when do you care about that kind of thing?!" Dengus Kartika Kesal.

"Since then, I've realized that you never really loved me, past or present. All you care about is yourself and your pleasure." Bima Reveal. "And my responsibility applies only to my son, but not to you. Remember that!!"

"Wow, who just talked, where's the Bi.a I know?"

"That's it, stop that shit!! I'm here to meet one of your– employees. Where can I find him?" then he threw a Map containing a copy of a road letter document, proof of receipt of goods, and a request letter of order for goods, etc.'

"Wait, wait... What does this mean?!"

"Someone from this company, has received an order for goods, which I suspect he's in cahoots with someone I know."

Kartika's face turned deathly pale. "No! There's no one like you mentioned that." Kartika held a loud bang on her heart rhythm.

"Oohh___ or are you the person yourself?" search Bim. "You've got enough reasons to do that."

"No! of course it's not me." he said softly almost inaudibly.

"Then, where the guy is, quickly bring him here, don't cover it up. Because I really hope for this guy's testimony, to drag Abi to jail!!"

Kartika felt her knees limp, and her pale face paled even more out of nowhere the muscles drained her blood. "Bim, for my sake, for the sake of our son, I beg ..do not continue to pity you...."

"What do you mean!" Bima then digested the sentence he had just heard, then interpreted his intent. For a moment he was silent. "Shit!!! Shit ! shit!"Meaning air.

"Kartika Prawiranegara, Abhimanyu…." Bima repeated the same sentence as a mantra. In the hope that the facts he just knew were wrong.

Bima squealed her temple. "So, what does all this mean!!" bima said then, ending the spell he repeatedly recited earlier. "What does this have to do with all this!" snapped it. Staring at Kartika with a look of wanting to strangle her right then and there, if only there were no children in her stomach.

Kartika cried."..please, because he is the uncle of your future son."

"Then, what do I care?" Bima cupped Kartika's cheek with both fingers. "He's the one who ruined my life!" Then he threw it rough.

"Haa-ruus, Ka-u har-us cares, think about the future of your son, my company. And if until you are reckless, I do not guarantee your child is born safely.I also do not want his presence.." said Kartika softly.

"Ck, tsk, tsk. What kind of mother uses her own child." The drill. Then he looked back at the woman he had loved.

"Do it, I don't care!" bentak Bima's.

"Male!! " said Kartika no less hard.

"I'm even more convinced that the child in your stomach is not my flesh and blood." Bima who actually he himself is not sure of his words. Just to bluff.

"What do you mean –!!"

"So..really, you're the mastermind behind all this?" bima asked without ignoring the Kartika protest.

"Bu-not. Wasn't it! I don't even know what he's doing with those things." Kartika.

"He used it to kill his wife!" Looking up at Kartika. "And it's not impossible to kill my wife."

Kartika was shocked, in disbelief. How could Abi dare to do all that.

Kartika nodded in disbelief. "No way," then quickly shut his mouth.

Bima pulled the chair to near Kartika. "Let's do a deal. Protect that witness and I'll make sure everything is destroyed or you choose to forget the fact that Abi is your sister on this business. Then I guarantee your father, your son even your company, Aman."

"OUR CHILD!!" kartika Bengkak.

"Yes, our son." he admitted with a heavy heart.

"What are you going to do with Abi?!"

"Think!" bima said without caring about the question that Bintang asked. Then it moved from its place leaving the stars.

"Bimma!!!" kartika exclamation is no less loud than the sound of the machine from the factory next to the office.

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