Wounded Woman

Part 3

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Happy Reading Gaes..

ever since my heartbreak I never believed in love again.

For me, love is nothing more than just piling up hope and then being thrown away.

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A month after the incident where I met Fitrah.

And I really don't want to know anymore, I'm quite on everything. God no longer allows us to be together, even if it is still my prayer.

Also the situation, father and mother no longer want Fitrah to appear before them, and I appreciate their decision enough. Although I know, Mas Adji lately often visit the house reasons to play with Allana or on holidays playing chess with dad.

But I ignored everything, and chose to activate my gocar account. Although deep down, I praise the three-headed mas adji.

"Alma, there's Agam outside," my mother's voice startled me, I immediately got up and immediately stepped out of the house on the terrace chair looking Agam was staring straight into the yard which was grown in ornamental flower trees owned by mother.

"Hi," my broom made Agam turn his head and circulate his handsome pretentious smile. I sat right next to Agam.

"Tumben here, hehe. Wh why? Isn't the campus job done, huh?" My start.

"Well, I'd like to ask you Al, too,"

I was pensively waiting for Agam to start the conversation, second-guessing in my little heart what he would discuss because of his heavy-looking expression saying it.

"Alma, you don't want to open your heart again, do you?" At first, looking at me, I gave a smile, "Why?"

"While I still love you, Al." Clearly with a hopeful look, I was silent for a moment,

"Do you know gam? Mas Adji was my first love. And he left me for another woman until I found a runaway and met that man,"

"What's wrong with forgiving someone Al?"

"Oiya, Man. Same time Mas Adji cheated it's a choice. Once he chooses that woman then there will never be a word back."

I turned my heart back to pain if I remembered everything, like a sharp spear stabbing my heart if I had to restore my memory to that incident.

"And back to the man who a month ago accidentally met us?" Agam immediately stopped his steps.

"Fitra? His two will never come back into my life. Although Allana is the reason. I'd better take a break and go home."

I entered the house, unconsciously mother had eavesdropped on our conversation.

But I chose to continue the steps, go into the room.

I looked at my little daughter who was sleeping soundly without thinking about the burden of trouble I was bearing.

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Almaera

One year ago,

Fitrah had come after knowing I had given birth to the fruit of our love, whether I did not know where she got the news from.

What was clear was that I was in my pajamas after taking a shower and before that I left Allana to my father and mother and my brother they seemed to play in the front yard.

But not long after the shower I heard the sound of people fighting. I immediately went out of the room and ran, there the man in Davin's fist and the father who set up a block I tried to block Dad.

"********! You insolent! Would you rather come here ********! Unsatisfied you made my daughter suffer," Father's voice trembled as he cursed Fitrah who had been lying on the grass. With a face full of blood,

"Sir, I-I just want to meet my daughter," He nodded with a bold look at Ab haughty.

"Udah Dad!! Already! Don't hit me again, "please hug Dad's leg.

"You go home now! Or I'll beat you to death! Dare you come here I burn you," he said, pulling my arm into the house.