Women & Destiny (Edit-revision Process)

Honey & Poison

Bruaak!

"Oops!" his stranglehold was restrained and he immediately put the cake he was holding on an empty spot on the table.

Anin hurriedly crouched down to tidy up her husband's collection magazine including an A4-sized brown envelope that also fell along with the others.

If not quickly, you can grumble him.

Anin put the magazine together and put it back on top of the printer. And make sure everything is exactly as neatly arranged as before being nudged.

"Okay, beress!!" He cried by staring once again at that pile.

He saw the tip of the envelope poking out with some of its contents waving, pushed in incontrovertibly, forced Aninpun pull it and spill all its contents to be rearranged.

"To ask so much in order for you, yes.do not know what this is in a hurry," he grunted to himself as he pulled the paper.

A type of paper with a slippery side surface facing down.

Anin flipped the sheet, "........."

Once again flip the photo paper back but no writing can explain anything. Only a date is shown in the bottom corner of the photo.

Anin sat down. His knees are tired to just concentrate his body weight.

Suddenly his breathing was tight, his chest was very painful.

With the view that began to blur, then he opened a map containing some documents that could incriminate Abi as well as an employee of the company who is believed to be definitely owned by the Abi family.

What does all this mean.

Anin looked through the savings book on behalf of the woman with a number of incoming balances each month that were enough to make Anin unacceptable and widen her eyes.

Sheet by sheet he was meticulous, matching every time and date.

In the end he found a fold of paper that fell from inside one of the pages of the savings book.

And everything became very clear.

Her tears could no longer stand.

A sweet surprise that I prepared for you, became as bitter as a gall to me.

Quotes on missing parts,

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, MY MOTHER!! kartika Bengkak.

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

-- This incident happened the day after Bima came to Kartika, and before Bima found Anin.

That afternoon, Kartika contacted Bima to ask her to meet herself at a cafe.

At first Bima refused, but after Kartika alluded to the agreement, he finally agreed.

"Regarding the deal you submitted yesterday, I've been thinking about it carefully," Kartika began her negotiations.

"Then?"

"I agree. Agree to terms.---"

"Hey!! you're not the one who has the right to press charges" Bim said, trimming the woman's words.

"Liarly however, this concerns our flesh and blood" the woman said, handing out a paper.

"What's this?"

"Read first," with a slight tremble Kartika gulped the coffee from her cup. I think it's wrong, but I have to. It's like selling a kid and pawning my own sister.

Kartika suppressed her turmoil by taking a strong breath.

Bima took over the paper containing the cartika handwriting, then began to read point by point.

Point of agreement :

I (first party)

You (second party)

The first party (me) will get a share of the privately owned company - not the inheritance - and will be above the name of the child who will be born later. As additional compensation, (the first party) will receive benefits every month from the first month of pregnancy. Profits will be received in the form of deposits.

In order to save our son's future, the second party will marry the first

Date

Month

Venue

Note: this To prevent the other party from taking advantage of our situation, we must get married.

The second party will give his surname to the child being conceived first party, if born later. And guarantee his life, ensure his safety and health and all properly.

----

Bima pushed the paper rough, his blood rose up to the crown.

"Are you crazy!!!"

Kartika who looked agitated was getting angry. Resist the turmoil within him. That this is all wrong.

He felt afraid. And threatened by all. What if his father finds out, especially if his competitors know.

Who should he ask for protection from? While the man she loved also ran away somewhere.

Damn it!!! Everything will be easy if from the beginning I just throw this content. And do not trust ******* that it will come marry me.

"We can discuss it, if you have any objections. It was just a concept, so relax." said the woman as relaxed as possible and inversely proportional to her expression, Behind the table she squeezed her fingers fretting.

For for him there is nothing more frightening than to live in confinement without freedom and to fall into poverty.

"Obviously I disagree, what kind of agreement is that!!!"

Kartika sighed, "Remember, if our affair comes to the surface, who will be more devastated?" Kartika leaned her back which began to feel tense.

"What affair?!! We don't.." his words hang. We need each other. Symbiosis mutualism you said right!!

"Think first, with you marrying me, then I feel safe, and my intention to reveal our relationship - to your father - to your family, your business competitors I can keep."

"YOU'RE REALLY CUNNING!!"  maki Bima's.

"In this case, we're fifthy-fifthy. Remember, Abi is not our main problem" he said again.

Kartika commented smilingly, "You know that right!? It would be better if you didn't have to interfere. Even so, I will still hand Abi over along with other related evidence, including key witnesses. If you still want it, of course."

"Life I will regret myself, who once knew and fell in love with a woman like you!!!!" His anger in the overflow of emotions.

Kartika shrugged, "Everything has already happened and I have enough evidence." Yeah, wet clutter.

Bima was silent for quite a long time in his worries and turmoil.

Think about what would happen, if only....

Suppose that...

Suppose that...

And 

What possibilities will happen.

Kartika's words have a point. 

If until this scandal sticking out not only Kartika, he will also be destroyed, not to mention his parents who are crazy even obsession with the name of maintaining good name and dignity.

Then what is the fate of his household that is on the edge of the horn, if his wife one day finds out he is marrying another woman???!!

Why is it so complicated!!! I just want to get rid of that savage man. And it has to be caught in a vicious cycle like this.

Kemelut this time really drain the mind of Bima.

After weighing the benefits of loss, Bima finally agreed to the concept.

Bima took a deep breath, hopefully this is the best decision. "By changing the third point, it becomes: I will only be responsible to the child if it is proven that it is my son, by doing a DNA test after birth. Additional point four, I married you only until this child was born. Then you can take the boy away." Said firmly.

"I'm sure he's not my flesh and blood" he said coldly. North polar weather.

"Hahaha," the woman laughed, with a kind of laughter of sadness. "Then, if you're sure this isn't your son why bother agreeing to my proposal,"

"Please pay my debt for what I did in the past, what I should have done in that time."

"Aaah, yes!! Even you were hiding and reluctant to see me," back then, it wasn't you who should have been responsible. I'm sorry, if reborn I'll make sure, you're the only man I have to love.

Bima fixed his sitting position. He remembered a time when he had become very fragile and a true loser.

"So, when are we going to make the deal." Ask Kartika.

"You set it. And then we'll sign our deal."

"Okay, agreed!" Kartika extended her hand. "It's nice to do business with you" he added, shaking the man's hand.

Simple marriage contract procession with dresscode and makeshift decor but still looks luxurious and sacred, in a small city in Bandung, Bandung, with the witness of their respective lawyers as witnesses and Mr. Lurah and the local RT sir and the ustad in charge of marrying them and their female guardians.

Amateur photojournalist Kartika deliberately prepared to capture the moment. To anticipate if later something happens. The photo can be used as evidence.

It is as if the world is happy too,

The right shot was obtained by the photographer, the moment when the Star/Kartika kissed Bima's hand, and the moment Bima kissed the forehead of the cardika which was done with great force because of the insistence of the witnesses and the pact of ustaz - who is his name - who married them.

In the picture frame, two lovers who are smiling happily because they finally got married.

And just like that, Anin also means from a photo that he saw.

Bima was kissing Kartika's forehead in a suit, complete with peci.

The other picture, her husband shaking the hand of the sir - probably the ruler - with the people around him and the woman next to him.

The paper sheet containing the concept is now in Anin's hands.

Although Anin did not trust her vision completely, it was enough to make her give up and stop prying at her husband's secrets.

Everything is so clear.

Deposits.

Dated photo.

A piece of paper with the same date as the photo.

The map contains documents with the Kartika company logo.

Shouldn't that be what you read Anin??  Your husband isn't that bad.

He's just a victim, just like you.

What again?? 

What else to know??

It's all clear.

That kid's his kid!! His flesh and blood, and they were married.

For the sake of the boy.

Up to the details of wealth, the woman had taken care of it in advance.

which should only belong to his legitimate children.

Investigate first, Anin's truth. Considering that woman is not a good woman.

Yeah, I'll investigate.

And remember, if you don't want to be a widow, what do you do.

Yep!! I'll keep it to the bottom of my heart.

Anin shrunk her tears, removing the marks on her face.

Adjusting his breathing still sobbing.

"It seems like you need to wash your face. Haaah.." he muttered. By breathing out a long breath in hopes to reduce the feeling of tightness of his chest.

Anin changed his plan, which was originally going to inform USG results this afternoon - as good news, now he canceled.

Initially he will provide files and photographic evidence that Kartika used to have an affair with Bima's best friend during High School until she became pregnant, but then he paused it too.

Free.

With or without that past, it has happened and is repeated.

Let's do the candle blow section tonight with a little theatrics of course.

The girl immediately returned the documents from her hands and tidied them up as usual.

He picked up the phone, then sent the picture he took before tidying up the document.

The next second he contacted the same person he used his services yesterday to find out about Abi's case.

"Ha-llo, sir. Yes, pa-k please check and find out, whether the photo I just sent is real or not. I tung-gu as fast as he was," he said stammering, although it was as strong as possible not to sound vibrating and stinging because he was holding back crying but the receiver was able to guess correctly.

She ended the call when her husband suddenly came out of the bathroom.

***

At 00.00 wib, when her husband was still asleep Anin carried out her plan.

Painstakingly holding back the cries and juggling his expression as fully as possible.

Anin nenatap adhering to the plain face of her husband who was asleep.

The longer he looked the deeper the pain he felt.

The more he realized his love, the wider the wound in his heart.

The world and its entirety must be laughing at me right now...

What exactly am I fighting for....

If the alarm does not sound on time. Maybe it's his self-defense. Angry at times. Crying so badly.

This time the story was saved.

Anin was still pecking with a cake in her hand complete with a candlelight wavering.

Just like her now.

An alarm call restores her focus, as does her husband who awakens.

"Hi. se-la-mat birthday dear," he said stammered. "Hopefully with age, you_____" what prayer should I offer you right now!!??

"Geez, baby, I forgot, '" cried Bima excited.

"Come, make a wish. Keep blowing the fire."

Bima kissed his wife's forehead, nose and lips alternately, ".hank you dear, my prayer: may our family always be happy, with you who always love me and you are the last woman for me...I will prove, that things will be better with the reborn Bima, this man who loves his wife and family so much." His words are full of confidence. "Let's blow it together."

"One, two, three...."

Fuuha.....

At the moment the fire was extinguished that was when the woman's tears dripped. Unable to endure the day and pain of hearing the prayer that was said without burden.

Fortunately, the atmosphere was pitch black because the only light source had been extinguished.

He immediately shrank his tears and snot, before the headlights were lit to continue the session cutting cakes and bribes.

"O yeah, sorry, I didn't get a present for you." While putting the cake on the nightstand so that Bima can freely embrace him.

"Then, just change the gift," his idol while continuing to kiss the woman in his arms, his fingers have circulated exploring his wife. "All of us are tengokin our children, how about...?" Bima's claw that sounded painful to Anin.

"Sorry mas, all day long there were so many activities in the hospital." elakk Anin.

Bima was a little disappointed, but he also did not want to force his desire. "Are you tired? Want me to massage no?" Suddenly came a brilliant idea to massage his wife.

"No need to mas, we sleep again yuk... aching my muscles." While releasing.

"Yes, then." Say that guy again. Without covering up his disappointment that his massage offer was rejected.

Though he hopes with the massage maybe Anin became passionate.

Bima turned off the main light, replaced with a dim sleep lamp and then lay next to his wife who was already lying down.

Maybe he's really tired.

Let's go to sleep.

Anin cried without a sound in her sleep. He realized, in honey or in poison tastes the same.

Both painful and painful.

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