
“Love can only be obtained by sincere and holy people in it. And love will be destroyed when those two men betray it. Intentionally or not like that is the law of nature.”
-keisha
Andri:
Ting.. Vat..
Ting.. Vat..
Ting.. Vat..
I pressed the bell of Kania's apartment a few times, but it didn't open. Contacting him through a cell phone is not lifted. I pushed the bell one more time, who knew he was sleeping in there.
Ting.. Vat..
Ting.. Vat..
Geez, I've been so upset waiting for Kania that the door hasn't been opened by her. My concern for him is growing.
Immediately I pressed the password that was on the door of his apartment. Actually I could have just walked in. However, even so I have to maintain an ethic of courtesy towards Kania.
If Kania doesn't open the door, I don't want to break into her apartment.
Justright.
When I walked into his apartment, it looked very dark. There was not a single lamp that illuminated the room, until I stumbled several times because I was looking for a light switch that did not meet.
When I pressed the light switch, I saw a very surprising sight. Bottles of various brands of wine scattered on the floor. I was more and more stunned to see Kania sleeping among the many bottles.
The suitcase last night after Paris yesterday, it's still in that room. Then from yesterday he just stayed in this guest room and did not enter his room. And worse, he was drinking?
Immediately I approached Kania waking up Kania whose eyes were still very tightly closed. Her face that was swollen like crying made me understand more why she was like this. It should have been in these circumstances that I had to accompany him but I left him alone.
Oh my God Andri, what man are you that let your wife hurt herself because of your own actions. What a depraved you this is.
“Kania, wake up, Kan.”
I patted Kania on the cheek several times, but the woman still did not wake up. I shook his body. “Kania, wakeuplaah!” I patted her cheeks in turn.
“Wake up Kan, it's me, Andri, your Mas is coming. What happened to you?”
Slowly but surely, Kania opened her heavy eyes. When both eyes opened perfectly. I saw both of his eyes were very red. I kept holding both his shoulders so that he could see me and I could see him more freely.
“Kan, you drink?”
Kania looked at me with her very dear gaze, “Mas,” called her with her hoarse voice.
I immediately turned my face away, the smell of alcohol coming from his mouth gushing into my nose. Very strong, making my head stab while kissing her. I don't know how many bottles he drank to make it like this.
“Why do you drink? You are a woman, it is not good to drink like this! know you?”I said feeling annoyed at his already childish attitude like this.
“What's the deal with you Mas!” snapped Kania suddenly and then pushed my body even though the energy he had was still weak.
Kania flicked her hair back while laughing sarcastically looking at me. The look he gave me felt very piercing and frightening to me. Stares hurt, hate, angry, upset and sad. Everything is mixed up in it. Makes me who sees it feel this hearty.
“Hahaha, what's the business with you if I drink Mas? does anyone forbid women to drink? Should a woman not let go of this burden of her heart through drinking? Can't women vent this problem with just a drink? And does that have anything to do with you Mas?” kania asked in a row until I couldn't answer her question.
I could only shut up and look at Kania who was still smiling at her lips.
“Jawab me Mas! why are you just silent! Answer all my questions!” kania shouted while pushing my body many times but I still remained with my sitting position.
I remained silent and did not answer her question, and then Kania decided to stand up as soon as she staggered, I quickly caught her body but she brushed my hand away.
“Kania, why did you become like this to me?” I was a little annoyed while standing up to equalize it.
“Emang why Mas? what's the problem with you?” ask her back with her voice that judes.
“Of course it's a problem for me, you're my wife Kan! You are now my responsibility!”
Kania smiled cynically, “Responsibility? Why are you responsible for this wrong marriage? make what? you should be responsible for your right marriage. And we what? we got the wrong wedding, didn't we?” I listened to every word he said to me.
It turned out that he still remembered what I said to him when he was taxed. Is that why he is like this to me? Of course my words are wrong. I shouldn't have said that to him.
I spoke to him without a second thought.
“Sorry, I'm sorry I told you that. Not that I meant to say that to you. Mas just—“ my words were immediately cut by Kania.
“Ahh, I'm sorry for what you apologized to me with the words you said to me. You won't be able to take back Mas, won't be able to play again. Everything is here and imprints here,” he while pointing at his chest.
My words are in his heart. It's stuck in there. My words are enough to make our relationship like this. Only fighting happened for now. It's no use anymore. All because of my words. The one on behalf of my marriage to Kania was the wrong street wedding. Naturally he was very angry with me.
The words that Andri and mother said were still not completely lost were added to this by my words.I really cannot be forgiven anymore by Kania.
“Now you go home Mas, what are you here for. I'm tired, want to sleep! Now you go there!” Kania pushed my body away from her, and she was about to walk away from me to her room. But I quickly withdrew his hand, but he brushed it off so violently.
“Go!” he snapped and quickly entered the room, closing the door so violently.
I could only sigh violently while rubbing my face. I no longer know what to do with him. It felt like everything was dead end.I guess what I told him felt useless.
My words are like the wind by him.
If it's like this, I'm free here. He did not forgive me and kicked me out of his apartment. I guess with me going and letting him alone makes him happy. It's okay, the important thing is that I let him calm his explosive emotions. Let me give up now for the safety of this relationship.
Canary:
“Hiks...” the sound of my sobs is heard and echoed in both of my ears.
I shut my mouth with both hands so that this stuffing doesn't come out. But he could not, he just came out with tears that were very swift wet my cheeks.
“You are evil Mas, could you say that to me.”
My tears are down. I was hitting my chest softly which felt very stifling to me. It feels very painful inside, painful and hurt very badly. I wanted to get that feeling out, but I couldn't and I didn't know how.
Plus Andri coming to my apartment made that sense again stifling this heart. Happenings in Paris just spin around my brain. Word by word ringing in my ears made me close these ears so that I would not remember them.
The emotions that I had controlled so as not to break just like that now exploded again so violently. I really can't control the emotion itself. It really can't.
“Aggghhh! You are evil Mas!!!” I shouted as I took the things in the room and scattered them in all directions.
The sound of broken stuff on the floor was completely ignored. I took it out so this didn't hurt me too much.
I pulled my own hair. Frustrated feels. And it hurts so much.
The blanket I pulled down and threw somewhere, the pillow I scattered as well. I ruined everything in my room. No matter how expensive they are, the most important thing is that I can vent all of my emotions.
Emotions that I cannot explain and emotions that I cannot express.
Just me.
Only I can feel it.
Right now I want to disappear in this world, so that I do not feel the wounds and problems that are endless. I feel like I am no longer able to live it. I am no longer strong to face it.
Because what?
I am alone without anyone else beside me. Without the people accompanying me. Accompanying my worst times.
What am I living for, if I remain alone in the end.
And is this the risk of becoming a second wife?
There was no happiness he had and only a momentary happiness he had.
And this is the kind of problem I get from my relationship?
The problem where I snatch someone else's partner.
Is this some kind of karma or some kind of test for me?
Haikal:
“Baikh. I'll be there soon, rearrange my schedule of meetings with patients.”
“Iya.iya.yasudah, I close the phone.”
“Iya.”
I turned off my phone and put it in my pants pocket.
“Huuufftt.” I let out a breath. It feels so tiring but also feels so delicious.
Some of the end of my schedule as a doctor was so crowded that I myself was overwhelmed by arranging schedules with patients. But that's okay, that's his job as a doctor.
And fortunately, today I have completed all my tasks even though they are not in accordance with the time I have targeted. I'm really overwhelmed by all this.
This is it I just finished a meeting with my friend at his apartment. And now I walk to the elevator.
As I walked towards the elevator, I saw a man I knew. His posture is very familiar to me, I scrunched my forehead several times to know the man in front of me. Because he walked while looking down.
When he raised his head, it was clear that his face was. My guess is very correct. I know this person in front of me. He blew his way, I think he recognized me even if he only saw once.
“Andri,”
“Haikal.” Say us in unison.
I approached him and smiled at him. He also returned my smile. We both shook hands. Even though he married the former woman I once asked ta’aruf, but there is not the slightest bit of resentment I have in this heart. I really love it even though I always remember it until now I can't open my heart to any woman.
“Hahaha, how are you Kal?” andri asked with her face.
“Alhamdulillah, I'm good Ndri. How about your news? Is it okay?”
“As you can see, I'm healthy.”
“Alhamdulillah then,”
“Oh yes, by the way you are doing here?” he asked while looking at the laptop bag I was carrying.
“Ahh this, I'm meeting at my friend's apartment. Coincidentally the apartment is here. What about you? Do you have an apartment here?”
“Ha? Ohh, no. I don't have an apartment. I also went to a friend's place,”
I nodded in understanding with his words. “So, now you've worked where Kal?” ask Andri.
“I work at one of Harapan Bunda hospital, Ndri.”
“Oh, so. Come by my office sometime. My office is not far from this apartment,”
“God willing I will stop there, if I have free time I will go there. It's just that for lately I haven't had time to go anywhere. My schedule is very solid.”
“Hahah, no wonder anymore. His name is also a doctor, a very busy profession and can not leave a single patient.”
“That's you know.”
When the elevator opened, we both got into the elevator.
“Lagian, your wife is one of my patients.”
“Hah?” andri was surprised with half his mouth open.
He saw me in disbelief. I don't understand your look. Does he not know if all this time his wife consulted me about his barrenness.
“You don't know about this, Ndri?” I try to convince.
He shook slowly. Okay, why didn't Keisha tell her husband about something this important. Though this is very important and must require the cooperation of both doctors, patients and patient partners. Why didn't she tell her husband, did she forget or intentionally? Maybe he forgot, maybe so.
“For what did Keisha become your patient, what did my wife get sick? And why didn't he tell me?” andri asked in a row, his face was disappointed and confused.
“Keisha is consulting with me to remove her infertility so that she can have children.” Hearing my brief explanation, Andri immediately fell silent. “Ya this has been going on a few months ago, it's just that we do consultations sometimes 2 days once or every day. It all depends on my meeting with other patients. During this development is still somewhat less than what I targeted it, but it is likely that your wife's barren disease can be eliminated.”
Andri fell silent and turned to me, “Did Keisha really want to have a child?” i'm nagging.
“Of course, she has very children. Until she followed yoga activities for her body fertility,”
“But I do not want to have children,” said Andri who made me instantly surprised.
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I hope everything is okay, Hehehe. I'm sorry it's been almost a year, the author's not up. More precisely temporary hiatus, wkwkwk.
I didn't mean to just leave this story. Indeed, at that time there was a little constraint on this story. And the author has a lot of activity in real life. So, apologize for the readers who have waited so faithfully until now.
Thank you for waiting and staying faithful to this story. I am very grateful 😁.
Insha Allah keep up just not routine huh.
Especially when you are pregnant, it depends on the condition and atmosphere.
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