FORCED CHEATING
18SOFIA ALTA HUSSEIN

Mirza listened to Om Jaka. He did not deny ever doing this heinous act with Sofi but he also refused to take full responsibility.

"Om please understand my situation. I can't be responsible for all this. There was another man before me, and Om should know that! "

Om Jaka comes to Mirza. Om Jaka's gaze began to soften, touching his nephew's shoulder to give him strength.

"Om already knows. Sofi told me last night."

"Why is Om still asking me to see him?"

"You should hear Sofi's explanation yourself."

"No. For me, he's willing to admit the same Om is enough. I want to go home!" Mirza grabbed a towel about to go to the bathroom.

"You can't just leave him, Za." Om Jaka's.

"Om call his family. She can't be at the clinic without her family?" Mirza's still chortling.

Om Jaka sighed deeply.he remembered the conversation with Sofi last night.

"So your family doesn't know about this?" Om Jaka asked Sofi who was lying weakly in the treatment room.

Sofi just shook her head. Om Jaka looked at him pity.

"Om just go home, I'm fine here alone" Sofi said as she looked at Om Jaka's tired face.

"I can't leave you alone. You need to call your family so someone can take care of you here." Advice Om Jaka.

Sofi's gaze was straight ahead, staring at the white wall of the hospital that felt frozen. Slowly, Sofi began to tell her about her family.

As the custom continues to be carried out by the family of Sofi mixed middle east, Sofi was actually betrothed to a rich man who also blooded middle east. Ramzi Sofi's future husband's name. And the match was planned since they were kids.

Sofia who was stubborn when she was young began to look for ways to reject the match. He does not want to live with people he does not love even though both parents assure that they are also married not on the basis of love at first, but in fact their marriage can last as well.

Sofi realized the more she tried to resist the match, the harder it was to make it happen. He tried to find an excuse for his family. She wants to finish college and have a career before marriage. The two big families agreed to it even though it seemed that Ramzi was already impatient to marry the beautiful Sofi. For the sake of his love, he waited.

Ramzi is 10 years older than Sofi. He's a big tall male with a slightly stocky body with a typical brewokan face of most middle eastern males, and strangely it's not at all Sofi's taste. He prefers men who are athletic, good-looking and climatic.

Sofi was increasingly urged to marry after her father's garment business went bankrupt due to a fire and her family fell financially. But Sofi asked for time. Sofi felt that there was no point in refusing, she just wanted to buy time to spend her freedom before getting married.

Sofi is a bright young woman who masters the skills of 4 languages; English, French, German and Mandarin. With that ability he berganglang buana as a tour guide. His job was an excuse to postpone his marriage. And that job also brought him to meet a man named Hanson, a strong man of German nationality who has been his girlfriend for 2 years.

Hanson hired Sofi as a professional paid tour guide. Hanson takes Sofi on a cruise with him. Sofi who realizes she has been betrothed to her parents' chosen man and finds out Hanson is typical of people who just like to make fun of her, then make an agreement that their relationship is only limited to fun.

"So that bule guy who drove you to the clinic on Delta Cruise that Mirza said was your boyfriend?" Om Jaka asked impatiently to interrupt Sofi's story that night.

Sofi nodded slowly, her gaze now blank.

"How sure are you that your child is Mirza's?" Finally the question came out of Om Jaka's mouth.

Sofi turned to Om Jaka who was looking at her asking for honesty. Sofi is actually convinced Om Jaka is a trustworthy person. But his tongue felt like it was a joke to tell him everything.

"It's just fine that Mirza denies it." Lirih Om Jaka's.

Sofi shook her head strongly, tears began to pool in her eyes. "We did it with safety." Sofi Mumbles.

Om Jaka squinted his eyes. "For two years?"

"Yes, never once without safety. Because we're both aware our relationship is just for fun."

Om Jaka is inexhaustible, young, smart and beautiful women like Sofi can do that.

"But then Hanson asked to end our relationship when I told him I had Fibromyalgia." Continue Sofi bitter. Now her tears were pouring down her smooth cheeks.

"So you know you have the syndrome?" Om Jaka was shocked.

Sofi nodded again, her tears still flowing.

"You've got to tell Mirza about all this." Break up Om Jaka heavy.

Towards dawn after Sofi fell asleep, Om Jaka returned home in an online taxi. And this morning when Mirza woke up, she asked Mirza to meet Sofi to listen to Sofi's explanation for herself.

"I borrowed the charger ." Cetus Mirza did not respond to Om Jaka's words.

Mirza came out looking for a charger in the living room, then went back to the room and charged her phone. Om Jaka just watched her. Mirza Cuek stepped into the bathroom without a word. Om Jaka gave him time. Once in the bathroom Mirza dapet hidayah, continue to want to meet Sofi, so I think Om Jaka. Although a bit strange as well huh, can you stay in the bathroom?

Om Jaka himself then prepared because today there is a meeting with an important client, understand the number of property businesses that Om Jaka has been doing in recent years is growing rapidly.

Meanwhile, at the rented house, Via tried to contact Mirza mumpung Bu Atun who kepo level god goddess again to finish the laundry pending.

Sounded the tune connect several times, then disconnected itself because it never lifted. Via's mind began to be unreasonable, because Mirza is not usually like that, even in the middle of the ocean even though Mirza never forgot to contact him every day, because it is not usually Mirza like that, even in the middle of the ocean even though Mirza never forgot to contact him every day, whether it's just through idle chat just asking about trivial things.

There must be something going on with you, Mom. You don't usually think gini. Did I call Om Jaka? But not good, afraid of not believing. You're going there to help mengelesein his business Om Jaka, Mas.

Via dialogue in his own heart weighing what he will do.

At Om Jaka's house, Mirza just came out of the bathroom. He quickly grabbed his salary, apparently during the bathroom was only Via in his mind.

"Huh? Missed call Via twice?" Mirza was in shock herself.

Quickly Mirza video calls his wife without having time to wear clothes first. Via itself immediately sumringah once there is a video call from Mirza. But the tuning of his face was pouting because of the annoyance he had stored since yesterday.

"Yes, what's with all the video calls?" Welcome Via with a face.

"Ciye .., Mas's wife told him?" Mirza even teases Via.

"Ciya ciye what? Not funny!" Ketus Via is still crumbling.

"I'm sorry, baby. Don't sulk dong, the beauty will be reduced." Mirza put on a wicked smile. "By apologizing, my dear love my beloved love my darling love Indonesia my darling." Mirza begins his sea island seduction.

"Did I have a wrong apology?" Via is still ketus.

"Yes, I have one dear. I haven't contacted you from yesterday." Mirza this time is serious. "So it's as soon as we get here Mas directly ... " Mirza shut up for a moment.

"What's going on, Mom?" Pursue Via.

"Go to bed, baby. I'm so scared on the train I can't sleep." Mirza felt that finding the right reason, there was no way she said she met Sofi directly.

"Oh ... " Via understands Mirza's reasoning.

"Keep malemnya taught Om Jaka met several important prospective clients." Mirza continued her drama of lies.

"What is the same business? How can I be told to follow everything? Kirain wants to take care of the land dispute of his late wife Om Jaka." Via began to subside, forgetting the same pretend to sulknya.

"So dear gini, Om Jaka property business is again advancing rapidly. And Mas was invited to invest there, so Mas last night joined some prospective clients Om Jaka."

"Well good dong, Mas! Let Mas also have assets in Jakarta." Via was excited, unstoppable in the slightest bit of suspicion in his mind.

"Yes, honey. It's all for our future. That's why I don't reply to chat or call you. It's not good talking to important people anymore. The night until the house hp Mas mah died, this has just been stamped." Mirza showed me the cable on her phone.

"Yes, not papa. I'm just worried about why." Via smiled, subsided already all his worries.

"Thank you, baby. You are the most kind and understanding wife." Praise Mirza. "By the way you want to be dyed, too, honey? Wait for me to come home?" Mirza started again with her pranks.

Via sontak smiled shyly. "What the hell, Mas? There-there's-there's!"

Mirza looked up at his wife's expression that was so adorable to her.

"Udah ah, again in the rented house where Bu Atun is." Via circulated her phone screen revealing the living room she was sitting in. "I was told by Mother to find a handyman who would install a canopy here."

"Yes, Mas also want to wear clothes first and continue to eat breakfast.You are careful there, baby."

"Za!" Call Om Jaka from the doorway. "Who's on the phone? Via huh?"

Om Jaka approached, Mirza started to tense up, her face worried.

"Yes." Yeah." Mirza with a horror face.

"Mass?" Call Via. "What's wrong?"

Om Jaka took Mirza's phone. Mirza held him in with a pleading look.

The slap!

The phone was successfully taken Om Jaka from Via's hand.

"Hello, Vi. How are you doing?" Sapa Om Jaka's.

"good. How about yourself?" Reply Via friendly as usual.

"good too. Vi, the Dengerin Om. I want to talk seriously with you." Said Om Jaka while glancing at Mirza.

The deg!

Mirza's heart seemed to stop suddenly, her breathing was tight, her face was pale instantly. This was the beginning of the destruction of the household that he had built with Livia, a wife he loved so much.

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