
His heart is like being squeezed without remaining, like a coconut grater that no longer has water. His life in a second was crushed. She is confronted by a bitter reality where she must listen to a woman confess her husband's past woman and have a child.
He looked at the boy, his face was exactly the same. It was enough for her these five years that she devoted her love entirely to her husband. Even though her husband never looked at her, he believed that her husband would love her. But unfortunately, the presence of his son was only a mistake one night. Now her son is 2 years old. He was gifted a boy.
"I'm sorry, I didn't come to ruin your marriage. But I realized, my son also needs his father. All this time I've been hiding for my son's good name."
"Why did you just come now? why didn't you come before my marriage and my husband's?"
The woman wearing a knee-length dress also rubbed the head of her child. "I don't want to destroy your household."
His chest up and down held back the emotions, his heart was inundated in an instant. The life he had wanted was now shattered instantly. His entire body was cold hot, his broken heart was like an electric shock pulling all his veins.
"Then you're coming now and you don't think all this is devastating?"
Binar stared at the woman. No woman wants to see her husband with another woman, now she is completely devastated.
"If you don't believe it, you can prove it. You can do a DNA test."
Yes, to prove it, she had to make her husband a DNA test, but she doubted that his face was very similar to her husband's.
"I don't care, it's your business with my husband."
"Wait, don't you love Adam?"
Instantly the steps of Binar stopped, loving? only she loved her husband and his love clapped one hand. Now she understood, her husband was so cold because of his past.
The lightning twirled his body. He clenched both his hands. "You want to know my wedding? what marriage have I been in all this time? for the sake of a woman who loves my sisters so much."
"I, Clarissa Binar love a husband who does not love me, serve my husband. Until I was given the gift of a child, he still did not love me and the child, he thought it was a mistake."
Both her eyesight began to brim, her tears ready to slide freely. "Because you've come, I give up. I'm giving him back to you."
Binar turned around and along with her tears flowing profusely. He held back his tears from breaking in an instant, he held the edge of the staircase. Both of his legs trembled as he wanted to climb the stairs.
He also forced his steps, without him noticing his leg sprain. He clasped tightly onto the guardrail of the stairs, trying to be strong and stand up.
He thought of the smile of his son Abra, now they would completely be eliminated without a remnant. He also opened the door of his room, seen his son who slept very soundly in a supine state. He sat on the edge of the bed, the cry he was holding back now broke.
He squeezed his chest that felt sore, pain, pain and tightness that was now mixed. He cried out and held his will so as not to wake his son.
His hands trembled rubbing the face of his only puppet son, he did not know anymore in the end. Should he hold on or just step away?