2 A WOUNDED HEART
Betrayal

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BRAKKK

A luxury sedan has hit a roadblock in the center of Jakarta.

"How's my wife doing, Doc?"

"As a result of the violent collision that occurred in the head, we have to say if your wife is blind."

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Ajeng Pramesti Winata's

"Arggghhhhh......."

I screamed hysterically as I opened my eyes, there was nothing I could see. Everything's dark.

"Dear, relax!"

I heard that soft voice right next to me. A hand rubbed my head slowly, calming.

"What happened to my eyes? Why can't I see?" pekikku asked for an answer from him.

A soft rub was felt in my head. "You had an accident, baby and a hard impact on your head made your eye nerves damaged and you."

Deg

What say? Blind me?

"No way! You lying. I don't want to be blind. Please tell me if all of this is not true!" I screamed back like an infidelity man. Who is the person who would not be messed up if you experienced an event like this. Before being able to see the beautiful and full color of the world, now there is only deep black that will color.

"Dear, relax! I was right here. We'll find a way out together. I promise to find the most effective treatment to restore your vision. Now you rest yeah. I'll keep you company."

The man calmed me back down. Yep... The man who was none other than my husband.

For a moment, I was silent. Trying to rewind memories of events before the accident.

1... 2... 3...

Deg

Yep. Now I remember. The accident happened because of a betrayal that had been revealed.

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I drove to my cake shop. It's been a long time since I've been there.

On the way, suddenly the phone I put on the dashboard rang. My lyrics at a glance, a call from an unknown number. Lazy to lift, I let it go. However, the number was called back. I had to pull over the car for a moment, do not want to happen an accident if I have to keep driving while picking up the phone.

I swipe the green button on the screen to answer the call. Not yet this self spoke a word, the direct connection was cut off.

I let out a rough sigh, seemingly from a prankster. I who want to put the phone back, must postpone it when there is a notification message coming from the same number. Without wasting any time, I opened it.

Deg

My eyes widened instantly as I looked at the contents of the message I had just received.. How did this happen? Two people in a photograph appear to be in love. It doesn't matter to me if it's just a picture of an ordinary person, but what makes my heart ache is knowing that the man who was doing it with the other woman was my own husband.

I squeezed my phone hard, trying to dampen the anger that arose inside. How dare that man play with fire behind me and that woman.

Tests

I have tears falling from this netra. It's not good to cry for betrayal. Even though I love the man who posed a pervert in the photo, it's still hard for me to accept this fact. The fact that he had shared the warmth of his body with another woman.

"Suck!" I hit the steering wheel after previously putting my phone in the bag. The photo is evidence that will one day be useful to me. I have to look after him.

Once my emotions were completely under control, I drove this car back to the store. Let me hold this problem first. I want to gather enough evidence whether it is true that the photo is my husband or it is just an edit. I certainly can't trust the sender of the mysterious message.

I felt my car hit something hard. Looks like a roadblock. Still awake, I tried to get up. However, this head feels very dizzy because it hit the steering wheel. I don't know why the bug water doesn't work either. Trying to open my eyes, but it was too late when the darkness forcibly took away my consciousness. I fainted.

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Adibrata Cakra

I got home when the time showed at eight p.m. Sepi.. that word is right to describe the situation in my house. This large house is only inhabited by a husband and wife and two domestic assistants. I am that husband. Lonely husband.

I'm a CEO at a leading company in the city. He has a beautiful wife and is a doctor in a well-known hospital. My marriage to the woman I love so much has been going on for more than three years but the sound of laughter and crying from the little angels has not been able to fill every corner of my house. I really miss that. But what power, my wife has not intended to have children. Until when can I survive with a household like this.

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Tonight, I'm spending dinner alone again, just like the nights before. It can be counted on the finger how many times my wife accompanied me to eat. Miris, have a wife but feel still bachelor, nothing to do alone.

After eating, I chose to keep myself busy in the workspace. Do some reports for tomorrow. After struggling for a long time, tired was whack. Get up from your seat and step into the room.

Up there, I found my wife lying on our dispute bed. I approached and hugged him from behind.

"You're home, baby?" I whispered right in his ear.

"Hm ..." Just the murmur he gave me.

"I miss you, can we tonight-"

"Sorry, I'm tired."

I haven't finished expressing this wish, he already rejected me first. Disappointed, of course. This is not the first time I have been treated like this. It feels sick for a long time too.

I took a hug on his body. I stood up and chose to sit leaning on the head of the bed. I exhaled in annoyance before calling out the name of my beloved woman.

"Hm ..." That was the response after I called, making me careless.

I called her name again, this time quite loudly.

"What the hell is it, Mom? It's been a night I'm tired and want to sleep!" his protest while rising from his reclining show. His eyes are looking at me sharply.

I don't care about the protest, my eyes look at him as sharply as he does.

"That's three years we've been married, I want to have children!" press me.

I saw his face turn grim. "Sorry, Mas. Right now I am at the top of my career, so I do not want the presence of children to hinder all my ideals. Understand!"

Deg

That's always the answer. When can he please me as a husband. It should always be me who understands him, when he can understand me who has longed for this child.

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"Whatever.".

Last word from me before this body falls. Perhaps the dream to come will be much more beautiful than reality. Sleep is the best way to calm a tense brain.

"I'm sorry, Mom." I can still hear her whispering in my ears.

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...Marriage is not the highest peak of a relationship, it is the beginning of a struggle. How can we maintain that relationship from all the storms and tempests that occur....

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