Carmen's Love Trap
Misstep

Carmen

Separate with a quiet Jogja and return to a scarred Jakarta. I must be strong! I definitely can.

I ordered a taxi and asked the driver to drive me to pick up the car at the cafe. I'll go home to Abi's and explain everything.

I arrived at the cafe and was greeted by my employees who seemed very worried about my situation. That's vivid. I left suddenly with puffy eyes and just left my car.

"Mother Carmen wants a drink? Or eat first?!" ask one of the employees there.

"No need. Thank ye. I just want to go home" I refused.

The employee looked surprised and unsettled. "Oh yes ma'am, there's a report I haven't checked last week. Wait a minute, Mom. Let me get you,"

"Yes." Yeah." I was forced to sit back in my study waiting for the report I checked to come. But not the report that came but Mas Zaky.

I was surprised to find Mas Zaky who came with breath panting like he had run away. Why would Mas Zaky know where I am? It must have been the employee who had been holding me back from leaving right away who told him I was home.

"Baby! Thank goodness I found you!" mas Zaky.

I stood up and wanted to leave but Mas Zaky held me back, "Just a second, Baby! I beg! Don't go yet. I've been looking for you since our fight yesterday. I want to talk to you."

"There's nothing I need to talk about anymore, Mom," I replied coldly.

"There was. I'm the one who wants to talk to you! I beg you. Determine your intention to divorce. We can fix everything. We can start all over." Mas Zaky grabbed my hand and looked at me solemnly, "I was wrong. I know I was wrong. I want to fix everything. I want us to start all over. Everybody,"

I took off Mas Zaky's hand and started to say spicy, typical of my family, "Start from the beginning? Wh who? We were? Sorry, I started from the beginning. I've been trying to be a good wife this year too! What did I get? My husband never loved me once! Just looking at me as a woman never was!"

"Who said? I look at you as a woman. I'm ...." Mas Zaky then did something I never thought possible. He pulled my body and kissed me passionately. He pushed and cornered me against the wall and continued to kiss me.

This is not what I want. I-i refused. I held it with my hand on her chest until I could stop her. I snapped at him, "Stop, Mas! Stop that!"

Mas Zaky stopped what he was doing. He saw me crying, "Stop did just that! Stop touching me while your heart is somewhere else! Stop hurting me, Mom. Help me!"

I was crying a mouthful. Mas Zaky seemed to regret what he did, "Sorry, Baby! Maafin. I don't know how to. I just don't want you to divorce me. Sorry yes" he said in earnest.

Mas Zaky tried to pull me in his arms but I refused again, "Don't touch me again. Never ever!"

"Baby, please ...."

"Among us there shouldn't be any relationship, Mas. I'm wrong for forcing this marriage the same. I'm mistaken. I'll make up for all my mistakes. I'm not gonna force you again. Enough is! We stop all! We take off our fake masks, Mas. I'mtired. I surrender!" I said with emotion.

"Don't Baby, I beg you! Give me a chance to prove it to you. I beg!" pinta Mas Zaky's.

I shook my head. I erased the rough tears that kept dripping without me holding back, "Unfortunately I can't anymore, Mas. I no longer have the patience to wait and my heart hurts too much. See you at the trial, Mas."

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Zaky

Baby's face looks very hurt. He looked thin and his eyes were very sad. I did what I thought I could make him believe I wanted to go back and start over.

But what I did made him even more hurt. Baby begged me not to do that again. Oh my God, I hurt him even more.

When Baby told me to meet at the trial, I realized. Baby won't change his decision. Want me to try like anything he will remain firm with his stance.

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Ever since yesterday I don't know why I feel so bad. I told my beloved wife but I was told to pray a lot.

I shifted my worries by playing with Vino, my first granddaughter who was even more adorable. While with Vino, the anxiety disappeared but returned again when Vino was brought home by his parents.

I'm not feeling good. I don't know what the cause is. My two children are living happily with the couple they love. Business is going well. Then why do I always feel like I feel bad?!

I've been praying. I ask God that what I feel is no more than my feelings. I pray that everything is okay.

Until the smile on my face changed into anxiety when I saw My Baby Carmen, coming in at night. He was carrying a large suitcase and his face looked very sad. Eyes swollen.

"Babies?" I rushed to my beloved daughter. "Why you?!"

Baby immediately hugged me tightly and cried loudly, "Abiiii huaaaa!"

"Oh my God, Baby! What was? You why? Who hurt you?!" ask me with a sliced heart.

Dance came wearing a mukena and looked panicked to see Baby crying while hugging me. "What's this about? Bi, Baby why? How crying? Why, Honey?"

Baby let go of her hug me and now hugged Dari, "Mommy! Huaoo!" her crying is getting louder.

"Yes this is Mommy, baby! What was? Who hurt you?" Dance hugged Carmen while rubbing her back gently.

I'm looking for the whereabouts of Zaky, Baby's husband. Why did Baby come alone? Bring a big suitcase! What the hell's been going on?

"Where's your husband?" I asked, making Baby cry stop. Baby let go of her hug on Mommy and looked at me fearfully.

"What's going on?" ask again.

Baby closed his mouth. She's getting scared of me, "What's your husband doing?" my guess.

Dance held my arm because I began to see emotions. I inhaled a lot of air and calmed myself. "Sorry Abi, son. You tell Abi, don't be afraid. Abi promised not to be angry with you. What the hell's going on?"

"We'll sit down, Bi. Let's talk calmly!" Dance calms me down. "Sit's in the living room!"

Me and Baby. We sat in the family room. Baby kept looking down. It was as if I had made a big mistake to the point of angering me. Butwhat?

"Tell Abi, what's wrong?!" my question is to lower my voice.

"I ... Want to divorce Mas Zaky, Bi." replied Carmen without even lifting her face.

"Divorce?!" me and Dance compactly asked. "But why?" my many.

Carmen raised her face and looked at me timidly, "Because Mas Zaky never loved me. Mas Zake ... Never once forget ... Sister Goddess."

"What?" me and everyone looked at the origin of the voice.

A hero?

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