2 A WOUNDED HEART
Custody

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Maya curled up behind a holding cell, the threat of punishment she would receive later, kept ringing in her mind. Imagining going to spend his days in prison for two years, makes him unable to. Moreover, he had to leave behind a small phallus that still desperately needed him.

"Why is my fate like this?" sissy flow. Both his parents and brother have raised their hands in this matter, they leave everything to the authorities. Maya is completely alone now, no one cares about her anymore.

The mother-of-one pondered, recalling all the wrongs she had done to end up behind bars. His conscience trembled, he realized that all the actions he had done so far were wrong, starting from adultery, disobedience to parents, and becoming the third person in the household of others. All the great sins that God hates so much, he has done everything. Is this a proper punishment for all his sins?

Maya thought, this punishment is not as much as all the sins he has done. Would God accept his repentance if he truly apologized? I don't know. Maya is currently only focused on thinking about how her fate is going forward and also how the fate of her son is far from her.

"Linga, I miss you, son..." Maya's tears fall when she misses her son who is now somehow.

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Oweek...

"Ouch... Satria, your son is crying. I'm dizzy" Silvia screeched.

"Please hold on for a while, I still have to make milk for her!" yelled Satria from the kitchen.

"Why make the milk so long? This is your son's starving!" reply Silvia with a loud voice. This made Lingga tighten his crying voice in surprise.

"Arghhh! You're making me unfocused!" satria screams in pain. The man had just poured hot water and accidentally hit his hand.

"Ish, shitty!" Silvia was forced to hold the Lingga and swing it slowly for the eight-month-old baby to stop crying.

"Cup. cup. I was dizzy to hear that sound of your crying" Silvia persuaded.

Ting... Nongs

Just as Silvia had managed to calm Lingga down, the sound of the apartment bell rang out.

"Who the hell's been visiting these nights?" grumbled the pregnant woman. While carrying Lingga who started the herd, he walked lazily towards the entrance.

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When the door opened, Silvia saw that there were already three adults standing opposite her, one of whom was the person she knew, Dhika. The other two people were a pair of middle-aged unknowns.

"Good night, Miss Silvia, I'm sorry that our arrival interfered with your rest" Dhika said.

"Good night, it's okay, Dhik. By the way, what's up?" ask Silvia.

Silvia noticed that the middle-aged couple who were with Dhika continued to look towards Lingga who was in her carriage.

"Who's coming, Via?" From the inside, Satria appeared with a bottle of milk for her son. He stood beside Silvia and saw who the guests were

Deg

The man's face immediately turned pale knowing that the one who came was the Maya family. "Why wasn't he asked to come in?" satria asked her lover.

"Ah, yes. I forgot." The woman stared unwell at her three guests. "I'm sorry, please come in sir, Mom, Dhika.." he asked.

Everyone was already sitting in the living room, while Lingga was sitting quietly on his thigh while pursing his milk. The baby looks very thirsty, as evidenced by the volume of milk that has stayed half a bottle only from the first full.

"Please drink, Sir, Mom, Dhik." said Satria. Silvia had just come and served drinks to her three guests.

To appreciate the generosity of the host, Dhika and her parents resorted to drinking what Silvia had served, although there is actually a sense of unwillingness in their hearts to enjoy something that comes from the man who has corrupted Maya.

Silvia and Satria looked at each other. They have also discussed this before.

"I, as his father, agree that Lingga was taken care of by his grandparents, because honestly neither I nor Silvia could do it. It's not that I'm not responsible, it's just that we both have our own busy lives, so can't always be with Lingga." Satria explained. "But take it easy, I will send money for the cost of living Lingga," he added.

Pak Indra's jaw hardened hearing Satria's last words, he felt offended. "My wealth is still a lot and can meet the needs of my grandson even until he grows up" he said firmly.

Satria froze, he did not mean to offend at all, but yes you should just apologize so that there is no problem. "Then forgive me" he said later.

Mr. Indra snorted while looking at Satria with a trivial look.

"Just let him send money for the living expenses of Lingga, it's already his obligation, Dad." Dhika.

"Whatever it is, obviously tonight we will bring the Linga!" break Mr. Indra.

"Alright, I'll take care of his things..." Silvia immediately rushed to pack all the belongings of Lingga as well as Maya. He did not want any belongings of the woman who seized the man's husband in his apartment and Satria.

"May I hold the Lingga?" Ms. Desi had been waiting for this opportunity since.

"Of course, you're his grandmother." Satria soon presents the son to his mother Maya.

As soon as Lingga was in her lap, Missi immediately cried Haru. He peeped the baby boy's head in droves, channeling his affection to Maya's son who was his first grandchild.

"Look, Sir! Our granddaughter is very handsome" said Ms. Desi, showing her husband the face of Linga.

Mr. Indra just cleared his throat, a little dislike when his wife said that Lingga is very handsome. It is true that his grandson is very handsome, but the baby's face is a duplicate of Satria. It means that he also implicitly admitted that the son of a destroyer son of his daughter also has a handsome face.

A few minutes later, Silvia arrived with a large suitcase. All the Maya and Linga stuff he had put together in it.

"Alright, since there is nothing to talk about anymore, we say goodbye first" Dhika said.

Satria and Silvia nodded. They took their guests to the front door.

"Wait a minute!" satria exclaimed when she saw that they were leaving.

"What else is it?" replied Mr. Indra lazy.

"Can I still meet the Linga?" tanyakanya. Seeing Lingga's innocent gaze as he looked at her, Satria felt a little heavy to take off her son. He already loved her.

"Of course, you're still his father." Miss Desi answered.

"Thank you." Satria is grateful that the Maya family did not forbid her from seeing the child.

"We're saying good night."

"Good night."

Silvia looked at Satria who was still seeing the departure of the child. The woman then stroked her stomach which was already slightly bulging. Is Satria will also love the child she contains just as she loves Lingga, he thought.

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