Betrayed My Husband
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(POV Ayu)

A week has news of Adam's arrest spread. I'm sure his young wife's life is in trouble right now. How not? She had just given birth to her first child and Adam. The man she was proud of and conceited to Aqila for having chosen her. Adam is now in prison.

And so did Adam. For a long time he had long desired a child as a descendant, which my friend, Aqila, could not give.

Choosing to sue for love and betraying her marriage to Aqila in order to choose Astri who turns out to be containing seeds that he accidentally planted in the womb of a young woman who lived a kara.

But now the fruit of their deeds has both been rewarded by the Almighty. When the baby she was waiting for was born, she had to accept punishment for her crimes against Aqila. He can't even hold his first child. Miris is your life Adam.

Today, I decided to bring Aqila a consultation to a young Psychologist Doctor whom I knew quite well. The trauma of the incident at that time made Aqila still often hallucinate. Not infrequently Aqila tried to hurt people who he thought dangerous and intended to hurt him.

I was sad to see Aqila. Patiently, every day Mami Meri and Kayla took care of her. Roman and I also always took the time to be present every day, so that Aqila did not feel alone. So that Aqila need not feel afraid.

"You ready, baby?" I asked Aqila who had pushed her wheelchair out of the room.

"Udah. I don't think I need to go to a psychologist. I'm okay." I always refuse for the same reason.

We've been working hard on persuading him for two days. Because I want Aqila to heal faster. Moreover, there later he will also be given training and therapy so that his leg muscles can recover faster and can walk as before.

"Yes, you're okay. We just want to tell the same story as the doctor. Not in anything. Take it easy." talk to him again.

"But..."

"Udah, no need but-but. If you're not comfortable, we'll go home. Okay?"

"Hm... Okay, let's." Okay."

"Well, that's dong. Just named my beloved." I landed a kiss of love on Aqila's cheek.

Aqila I have considered more than just a friend. She was like my own sister. I pushed Aqila's wheelchair to the front of the house.

There's Mami Meri who's watering the plants. My mom has a beautiful smile. Because of the incident experienced by Aqila, Mami deliberately postponed her departure back to London to meet Leon.

Mami Meri wanted to take care of Aqila with her own two hands. With Kayla he took good care of Aqila, until Aqila began to gradually recover faster than the Doctor had expected at the time.

"My dear, are you leaving?" mami asked and walked over to us.

"Yes, Mi. So." I replied back to Mami's smile.

"Well Mi, maksa I continue. I was afraid of the dryness, ntar I was even kicked with him." said Aqila with lips tapered forward.

Of course the action was inviting laughter between me and Mami Meri. I do often scold Aqila for certain things. And vice versa, Aqila also often scolded me in terms of kindness. He often advised me and taught me many things.

"Yes, let's go. Before that, she's really carrying your beautiful ears." Mami Meri said, again sweetly.

"Alright, Mi. We go now." said Aqila again.

Aqila was already able to move her legs little by little. So I just need to get him to get in the car. Then the driver folds the wheelchair and keeps it in the trunk.

Yes, since a few days there has been a driver in charge of driving Mami Meri, Kayla, and Aqila everywhere. Who else gave that special order if not Leon, Mami's lover who until now I had never met him. Aqila had never met him.

"Beb, have you heard from Mami that Leon wants to come tomorrow?" aqila asked while we were still on our way to the psychologist's practice.

"Yet. Is he really coming tomorrow?" I asked to repeat Aqila's question.

"Not knowing either. Mami said tomorrow morning she landed in Indonesia. Mami's gonna pick him up at the airport tomorrow morning."

"That means true dong, yes. I also wonder how the face of the Mami flocked."

"He must be handsome, white, and tall."

"That's for sure, his name is also bule!"

"Review don't have a crush! Same rival with Mami later. Ntar Roman is heartbroken too!" aqila's words shocked my heartbeat.

Romance. Why did I feel another tremor when Aqila mentioned her name? And anyway, lately when I've been with him I've been misbehaving. I don't know what this feeling is called.

Roman is kind and always on standby in helping me and Aqila. He never complained and hoped for rewards in helping me, nor Aqila. His sincerity touched my heart. Maybe it's a sympathetic feeling because of his good behavior. Or the... It could be this, it is the vibration of love. Oh my god, how is it possible!

"Heh, instead of daydreaming." Aqila reprimanded my daydreams.

"I'd daydream if I had a boyfriend as well" I replied with a crisp laugh.

"Huu... Ngarep huh? Just don't think about calling Leon just yeah." Aqila reminded me of a joke.

"Yeeee... No way, it's not just that he's a bule. Next month I will go to Bali. There are many people wandering around. I just choose which one." I replied with a joke to Aqila.

"Dress, can you choose as you please?"

"Bule is mostly like Indonesian women. Our skin is according to them exotic. Same skin as women in their country."

"Yes, I know. Don't need to be clarified too, time,"

"Non, we're here!" said the messenger driver Leon decided the countdown between me and Aqila.

"We have arrived, Princess. I go down first." I said to Aqila, then opened the door and went down.

I turned to the side of the door next to him. The door was opened by the driver. The wheelchair was also ready to be occupied by Aqila. This driver is indeed very gercep aka fast motion.

"I'm scared!" aqila whispered as I helped her sit in a wheelchair.

"Can yuk, can. You are a strong Aqyak!" I encouraged Aqila and started pushing the wheelchair into the psychological practice building.