
The evidence Agra brought was a video of Dika humiliating Kinara in her shopping mall.
Also a cctv recording where Kinara was humiliated by Allen and his college friends because of the marks Dika left on Kinara's body.
It was not difficult for Agra to get the video, as the scene was two places belonging to the Grissham family.
Dika and Marta see the evidence together, the content of the evidence provided by Agra makes Marta even more angry with the behavior of her son.
***
Since fainting until now Carissa has not been aware of herself, she is still in intensive care at the Mahendara family hospital. Last night, Kinara could hear Marta and Dika's quarrel.
It seems that Marta forbade Dika to go to the hospital, but Dika insisted. And it seems that the quarrel was won by Dika, because not long ago Dika's car was out of the courtyard of the mansion.
Dika really does not care about the whereabouts of his wife, right now all that matters to him is the safety of Carissa. Though Kinara was also injured, especially his condition which was pregnant young.
The cursed night passed for a very long time, Kinara was awake several times. He was already impatient to want to pack his things and immediately left from the hell Dika had built for him.
,,🍃Morning at 10 am in mansion🍃
Kinara stared at the small rungan nanar who witnessed the pain of his life during the five months of living in the Dika mansion.
All the clothes had already gone into the suitcase including a few packs of instant noodles and snacks left over.
Kinara still could not be wasteful, she was unwilling to accept the help of Agra. If not, Dika will further corner him.
Before going out, Kinara had a soft palpation at the end of her study table. His eyes began to glaze over, immediately he wiped the rough tears that had not had time to drip on both of his cheeks.
"I mustn't look weak, otherwise that one human will torture me even more" he murmured as he closed the door.
"Son, we'll live together. Strengthening each other and protecting each other, I promise I'll take good care of you, baby. Even without your father, but I'm sure you can get through it." It rubbed its flat stomach.
"You're great, son. It's been three months you've been in Mom's stomach, but you've never troubled me." Smiling gently. "Let's get out of this godforsaken house and start a new, calmer life."
🍃Family Room🍃
As soon as Kinara arrived at the living room she was already greeted with an unusual sight, Marta was already sitting on one of the sofas while crossing her legs and leaning her body.
Next to Marta, on a different sofa Dika is seen reading the daily newspaper accompanied by a cup of coffee and a piece of peanut butter sandwich. While in front of Marta was already sitting doctor Amel.
Kinara dragged her steps slowly, but no matter how slow her steps were if she wanted to get out of the mansion she still had to pass through the living room.
“Good morning, dear daughter-in-law Mamah.” Marta waved her hand asking Kinara to come closer.
Kinara said, she took a deep breath and walked closer to Marta. “It looks like this morning we will have breakfast the abuse and abuse from your father again, son,” muttered while stroking the stomach and swallowing saliva.
"Good morning, Mah," said Kinara with a smile, she was already standing in front of Marta.
“What was your sleep last night, son?” Marta wakes up, grabs Kinara's wrist and leads her to sit next to her.
“Emmm ... Yes, quite soundly, Mah.” Smiling knot.
How can I sleep well? While my husband doubted whose child was in my stomach, he would rather spend the night looking after his girlfriend than care about me. Naturally, because he hates me so much, Inner Kinara.
“Before you go you should have breakfast first, son.”
Kkinara. “No need, Mah. I'll eat at college.”
“Don't be like that, honey, you should also think about your son, right? You still have to maintain nutritional intake for the growth and development of your child.” The back of Kinara.
“But, Mah ...,” says Kinara disconnected.
“But what else? Already, Mamah does not want to hear any excuses from you. Anyway before you go you have to eat first.”
Kinara had no other choice, eventually he nodded his head in a sign that he agreed with Marta's orders.
“When, do you have to be that cold to your own wife.” Marta increased the volume of her voice.
“What should I do again, Mah?” Dika answered without seeing Marta.
“You're really, yeah. Is there nothing you want to say? Just apologize for your rude attitude, Dika!” Marta raised the angle of her eyebrows, but it was useless because Dika could not see it. He was busy reading the letters in the newspaper.
“Dika!” marta's exclamation sounded angry, this succeeded in making Dika lower the newspaper that covered her face.
“What else do I want to say, Mah? Before everything is clear and proven it is my son, I will not care for him.” Fold the newspaper and spread it over the table. “I am not willing to take care of someone else's child who is not my flesh and blood.”
Patience, Son. You can't be mad, your father just doesn't know you. Later if you prove to be his son, he will also love you, Inner Kinara.
Marta is seen massaging her temples while taking a long breath.
“After all I won't ask you to take care of him.” Stomach stroking. “I can take care of it myself even without help from you,” said Kinara.
“Good! That's what I was hoping for,” his hisses.
Basic man has no conscience, you may doubt your own son. It was clear that night you did, Inner Kinara.
Marta shifted her body. “Good, finish your fight. Was last night's fight still not enough?! Now that we're looking for a solution, what exactly do you two want?”
“I just want to part from Dika, Mah.” Squeezing the sling bag that was on his lap. “Please sign the divorce papers and everything is in order. I will not ask for any gono gini treasures or anything, nor for my living expenses. I can look for it myself, won't ask for a dime from you.”
“Didn't that decision be too hasty, dear?”
“No, Mah.” Looking up, looking at Marta with confidence. “It is so late, I should have filed for divorce one month since I officially became his wife.” Subjugate head. “I deeply regret that delay.” Kinara started sobbing.
I told you, this morning we're going to have breakfast with insults and abuse. We're both not gonna be full of this. Aren't you bored, son? Mother herself was tired of hearing it, Inner Kinara.
“I will sign the divorce papers, but wait until the child is born.” Dika sipped his black coffee.
“No! I want you to sign the divorce papers now!”
“You're pregnant, Kinara! Although I am a brash man, but at least I know a little religious law. It is illegal for me to divorce you pregnant!” Putting the coffee cup rough until it makes a loud enough sound.
“Are you really looking forward to living with your affair, Kinara?*”
“For God's sake he's not my affair, you should be ashamed. Aren't you the one who cheated on me, you don't recognize me as your wife! You intend to marry another woman, even you say that in front of your wife! You make out, hug, hold, and caress another woman in front of me. You don't think it's an affair?”
“At least I did that in front of you, not behind you like you did me.”
Kinara laughed a little. “What's the difference? Besides who knows, you could have cheated behind my back.”
“Are you accusing me without proof?”
“Yes, I'm accusing you. How does it feel to be accused of something you didn't do? Sick? I also felt that when you questioned who the father of this child was, Dika!”
“Enough, Kinara! I don't want to play rock throw hide hand.”
“What because of the hug that Agra and I did that day? Is it not enough that you see how much suffering I have from your behavior?!"
“As far as you are, arguing with you will be endless. Before I know whose kid it is.” Pointing to Kinara's stomach. “I won't divorce you!”
Kinara took a deep breath. “Alright, let's make a bet.”
“Bet? What do you mean, Kinara?” Dika glares. “You think our wedding is a joke?”
Kinara. “Our wedding is a joke, Dika. Don't forget you want me to sign the divorce papers a week after we get married. And it's stupid of me why I resisted back then! That is already my biggest regret!”
Silence, Marta did not know what to do when her son and daughter-in-law were fighting. Divorced though neither would listen to Martha's advice.
While Amel's doctor was only bowing his head, in fact Amel's doctor was there to give Kinara vitamins to strengthen her content, he did not expect if he had to hear the quarrel of the couple.
“Let's bet, Dika.”
“What do you want, Kinara?!" dika's shrill cry filled every corner of the room.
“I'd like to part from you!" Raising head. “If this child proves to be your son, you must agree to sign the divorce papers, and if this child proves to be not your son, make me rot in prison, or keep me in your hands.”
“Good, that means I have to wait for the next six months. Cih, it's very long.” Grab the newspaper and open it.
“Do you not bear to be separated from me, Dika?”
“Of course, what do you think.”
Kinara could only hear the answer from Dika without knowing his facial expression, because right now Dika's face was completely covered by that large newspaper sheet.
“Alright, I'll get it right away.” Smiling cunningly. “Let the newspaper down and listen to my words carefully.”
“Tell me, you don't have much to organize me!"
Kinara took a deep breath, I don't know how many times she's done this since she's been sitting in the living room. “Doctor Amel, can't a DNA test be done even if the baby isn't born? Is not the determination of the DNA profile in the womb can be taken from the amniotic fluid or from the choral villi at the age of the womb entering the age of 10 to 12 weeks?”
“Eh?” Doctor Amel is aghast, it is not for this that he is here.
How does the lady know this? I know he's smart, but he didn't go to medical school, did he? inner doctor Amel.
“Answers, doctor Amel.” Kinara urged, Dika immediately lowered the newspaper and stared intently at Doctor Amel.
Doctor Amel simply replied with a deep look. “Yes, you're right, ma'am. Today, technology is growing. Of course we can do a DNA test to find out who the father of the baby is without the need to wait for the baby to be born,” replied Dr. Amel.
Dika was aghast, he did not know there was such a thing.
“According to your calculations, is not my gestational age has gone 3 months, even three months over one week. That means I can already do a DNA test, right?”
“Iya, Mistress.”
“How long will it take until the DNA test results come out?”
“More or less about two weeks, Madam.”
“Good, let's do that DNA test right now! after that prepare a pen that you can use to sign our divorce papers*”
“Cinara!” Dika kicked the table. “Do not overdo it!”
“Why, Dika?” The sarcastic smile was on Kinara's lips.
“You want to find a reason, let alone? I notice you're always looking for ways to avoid our divorce! I don't want to hear your apologies and regrets, it's too late for you to do that.”
Get up off the couch.
“Let's go to doctor Amel, we do a DNA test. If the man next to you doesn't want to do it, just drag him. Wasn't it from the beginning that he insisted on wanting to know who the father of my son was!"
“Kinara, wait, Son. Do you have to go this far?” Martha woke up.
“Hust, Mah. Didn't Mamah also want to know if this is Mama's grandson or not? So let's prove it together.” Smilingly. “This is also so that Mamah does not doubt me, and Mamah can love my son completely.”
“Good.” Looking at Dika. “Don't be a coward, Dika, you have to take responsibility from start to finish. This is what you want?”
He got up from his seat with great force. “Alright, if it proves it's not my son. Finish your history, Kinara!” threaten her.
“You don't have to worry about that, Dika. And if this proves to be your son, you must prepare yourself to learn to live without me.
I tell you, the feeling of loss is like a nightmare that keeps haunting you all night. If I'm gone from your side, I hope you don't cry while staring at my picture because you miss me.
Ohhh,
I left a picture of me in the study desk drawer. You can see it when you regret later.” Turning her body, walked away followed by Marta beside her who was embracing Kinara, while Dika and doctor Amel tailed behind.
The four men will go to Mahendra's private hospital for DNA testing.
Seriate....