Forced to Marry a Husband

Forced to Marry a Husband
Lady Jessica...


"Honey, where are you going?" ask Jessica as soon as they get home.


"I have a business for a while, we have been on vacation for a few days, I gave up my job a lot, I left first" Devan said in a hurry.


They just got home, but Devan said goodbye again on the job.


"This devan is already night, tomorrow can it be?" jessica again.


Jessica looked at Devan who was already sitting in the steering wheel with the car door still open.


"Can't be Jessica, Alex's doctor called me yesterday, and he just called asking me for some patient data" Devan said.


Jessica suddenly fell silent, she could no longer hold her husband back from leaving.


"I go well, you just sleep, I know you're tired, right?" devan.


Jessica nodded her head weakly after Jessica realized from her daydream that Devan's car had already come out of the gate of the house.


Drett...


A voice from the phone in her bag rang, Jessica knew it was Devan's phone that Devan had put in Jessica's bag.


"Darling," cried Jessica in the loudest voice possible for Devan to hear her scream but Devan's car was far away, Devan did not hear the scream at all.


Slowly Jessica's eyes stared at the phone that was still ringing.


Nurse (Reyna )


"Oh so this is a nurse in the hospital" Jessica said.


At that moment Jessica decided to answer a phone call from Reyna, not yet Jessica spoke but Reyna had spoken first.


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After parking his car, Devan immediately went into a simple house where his second wife Nayla lived.


Devan's eyes looked at Nayla who was sitting on the living room sofa while eating her hammer very greedily.


Devan's footsteps slowly approached Nayla, then sat down beside Nayla.


But unfortunately Nayla does not think Devan is there, Nayla feels alone and stays focused on her food without feeling the slightest guilt.


"How are you doing?" devan asked to break the silence between them.


Nayla does not care at all because for her in the house there is only herself and also the child who is still in her womb at this time. Nayla closed her hearing so that she did not feel disturbed by Devan's presence.


"Nayla," said Devan again as he shifted a box of martabak on the table, hoping that Nayla could turn to look at him.


But no, Nayla again took her martabak and went back to eating it without even bothering Devan.


Nayla immediately stood up, took the martabak and threw it quickly, almost hitting Devan if Devan did not quickly dodge.


"What?" nayla said angrily looking at Devan.


Devan also stood looking at Nayla with a confused feeling.


"What are you doing Nayla? aren't you smart to respect your husband?" devan.


"Reserve?" nayla asked with her bead eyes began to dew, a second later she immediately shed tears, along with the movement of her eye fertilizers.


"It's only been a few days that I haven't seen you, why have you become like this?" devan.


"new? just a few days you haven't seen me? I hope you don't come to see me again" said Nayla.


Nayla immediately entered the room, packing her clothes quickly into the bag. Devan catches up with Nayla quickly, not understanding what really happened to Nayla.


"Where are you going?" said Devan who was very panicked as soon as he saw Nayla tidying up all her clothes.


"I want to go, I don't want to be here anymore, please don't stop me" Nayla said.


"Nayla, we can talk all right?" devan said as he forcefully grabbed Nayla's bag, opened it and quickly returned Nayla's clothes into the closet.


After that he sat down beside the bed together with Nayla beside him.


"What's up Nayla? did you make a mistake?" devan asked as gently and as well as possible, did not want to make the pregnant mother's emotions burst again. Given the state of Nayla that is still to worry about.


"You have not allowed me out of your life, I have repeatedly asked to be divorced by you, I have sincerely raised this child, but you keep this child,,,, I have,, and this kid that's causing me to still survive being your wife, then what? i, you leave it here, endure the pain, shed the tears, for you continue to defend this fetus, but what? you go on a happy vacation with the wife you love so much" said Nayla, sobbing, Nayla now vanish all the pain she had been holding.


"Mas is sorry, but it's for the sake of keeping Mas and Jessica in the household" Devan said, holding Nayla's shoulder, staring at the bead.


Nayla wanted to cry and scream as loud as possible when she heard Devan's words that considered her as nothing. It doesn't matter if Devan doesn't consider himself at all, Nayla accepts, Nayla knows Devan does love Jessica only,,,, and she does,,, then what about the fetus that Devan defended desperately.


"Then what about my baby?" nayla.


"Nayla you have to understand Mas's situation, don't be selfish like this" Devan said in a very soft tone but the sentence was very painful for Nayla.


"I'm selfish?" nayla said as she sobbed and both her hands clutching the bed sheet very tightly.


"Nayla, Mas'm sorry, Mas didn't mean it like that, so Brother Andini has arranged everything, there's no way for me to refuse I've run out of excuses,, if I continue to reason they will definitely be suspicious, and Mas finally comply with the wishes of Kak Andini, please forgive Mas," said Devan who wants to make peace with Nayla,,, Devan really hopes Nayla can understand with her feelings at this time, of course Devan does not want to be suspected by her family let alone Jessica, Devan does not want Jessica to continue to be suspicious and over time Jessica will definitely find out,, Devan doesn't want to be caught.


"I'm tired of all this, why don't you just divorce me, or let me go, no matter what happens you're still the father of this child I bear, nothing can change that, but please don't tie me up like this" said Nayla, who was desperate,, want to continue arguing even Nayla was really feeling very tired,, Nayla was confused with Devan who continued to bind her even though Devan did not love her.


"As sorry, Mas promised you in these few days Mas will have more time with you, to pay for these few days, pardon Mas well," Devan said.


"Mrs Jessica" said Nayla, standing in surprise as she looked at Jessica.