Forgive Me My Wife
Guilt

The POV

"Father!"

A little girl's voice sounded shrill behind me.

When I was about to leave the project site I had just visited.

I looked back, towards the source of the voice. And there stood a little girl of the sex.

Her face is so pretty. She has pure white skin and long hair. When I look at a child's face carefully. I feel very familiar with the iris of his eyes.

Her eyes were pitch black, like the irises of my eyes. And that face, her face was also not foreign. I saw a face similar to mine too.

"Papa." Call again the child while continuing to stare intently at me.

"You call me Papa. Why are you calling me Papa? I'm not your Papa." I told the little girl.

"No! You are my Papa. Don't be evasive, you're my Papa, and I'm your son." Her papar.

"Well, I don't have a daughter. I only have boys." I told him.

"No! You also have a daughter. But you don't want to admit it." The answer was with a sad face and lips that began to thaw, about to cry. And the little boy's words made me big.

"What's your name? Where's your mother?" Ask him.

"I don't have a name yet. But I have Mom and Dad. My papa is you. And my mother is him, she's behind you." He said, pointing his finger in one direction. When he said his mother was behind me. I also looked back.

And, right behind me, Kinanti stood frozen while holding her stomach which was now bulging.

"Win!" I cried to Kinanti. When I went back to face forward to look at the little girl who called me Papa. The little girl was no longer in front of me.

Then, I circled my eyes all over the area of the place, looking for her figure. But nil, the little boy seemed to have disappeared.

"Sir!" Pangil Kinanti on me.

"Are you looking for a little boy? Kinanti asked me with a look in my eyes.

"Where is he, why is he suddenly disappearing."

"He didn't disappear sir. He's not gone, he's with me. He's still here, in my womb. That little boy is your son Mr. Prasetya." Kinanti said as she stroked the growing elus of her stomach.

"She just wanted me to admit as her son. He loves you so much, because you're his father. Treat her, and acknowledge her. He just needs your confession." Quintessentially again.

"But if you don't admit it. Why he lives. I'd better vanish." Suddenly Kinanti had grasped a sharp knife and he immediately stuck the sharp knife into his stomach that bulged large.

"No!!!!!"

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Prasetya suddenly woke up from his deep sleep with breath gasping. Cold sweat began to pour into his temple.

When Prasetya woke up, Hanin who was sleeping at Prasetya's side finally woke up as well.

"What's wrong? Why are you suddenly screaming?" Hanin asked, who at that time also looked shocked. Seeing her husband have nightmares again

"Astaghfirullahaladzim." Prasetya beristighfar. Hanin then brought the husband some water and drank it.

"Mas Pras why? Another nightmare? Why do we often have nightmares." Then Hanin held Prasetya's forehead. And it turned out that Prasetya was high in body temperature.

"Mas Pras seems to have a fever. I'll take the medicine first. There's a supply of fever medicine, I'm still keeping it in the medicine box." Soon Hanin got out of bed. Then he took the fever medicine that he kept in a drawer.

Patently and attentively. Hanin takes care of her husband. He prescribed medicine for Prasetya and then he replaced the sweat-soaked clothes of the husband with a new one.

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Arriving downstairs, Hanin went straight to the kitchen to make porridge for her husband who seemed to be unwell.

After finishing cooking. Hanin visited the son's bedroom. And as usual, Hanin took care of Ali.

After finishing with all his activities that morning took care of Ali. Hanin then returned to the kitchen and brought a bowl of porridge that he had cooked for Prasetya.

When he went into his room. Prasetya seems to be in the bathroom. So Hanin placed the tray containing the porridge on the bed.

When Hanin was about to open the window door of her room. Prasetya's cell phone lying on the nightstand rang.

At a glance, Hanin noticed who the caller was.

When he saw the one who called the husband was Kinanti. Slightly hesitating, Hanin then raised the call.

"Hello, good morning sir. Do not forget this morning at 10 am we have an important meeting with clients. I just reminded Mr. Pras not to forget to bring all the important files for meeting purposes. Because you usually forget." Said Kinanti who immediately spoke at that time.

"Hello, Assalamualaikum Kinanti." Gently greet Hanin to Kinanti.

"Aaa Assalamualaikum Bu Hanin's. Sorry I thought Mr. Prasetya." Kinanti said from across the phone.

"It's okay. Thanks for reminding me. Mas Prasetya is not feeling well today. I don't know if he's going to the office. Last night body fever. Later I will tell Mas Prasetya about his office business." Hanin said kindly to Kinanti.

"Oh, well ma'am then. May Mr. Prasetya recover soon. Thank you, Mom, good morning."

"Morning too."

Just got Kinanti's phone line disconnected. Prasetya just came out of the bathroom.

"Who called baby?" ask Prasetya

"Winning." Hanin replied, putting Prasetya's cell phone on his breath.

Heard the name Kinanti being mentioned by Hanin. Instantly making Prasetya's face instantly changed.

"What's he calling for?" Tanya Prasetya tried to put on a flat face.

"He reminded Mas not to forget to bring important files for the needs of the meeting this morning Kinan said. Are you going to the office?"

Prasetya then sat back on the bed.

"It looks like I'm not going to the office just yet. My head is still dizzy."

"Yes, then don't go to the office first. For meetings, Mas can represent the same Kinanti. Have breakfast first. I've made Mas Pras porridge for breakfast." Hanin then gave a bowl of porridge that he had brought earlier to Prasetya.

"Thank you dear. You're very attentive to me."

"It's my job to pay attention to you. At the meal yes, spent. I'm going down first. Want to meet Ali breakfast." Said Hanin, who then put a sweet kiss on Prasetya's forehead before he passed from the room.

Hanin left the room. Suddenly Prasetya's heart became very guilty.

Because it was too deep to think about it, until it made him fall ill at this time. And often have bad dreams.

Prasetya himself is very bigung should do what. If he was honest with Hanin about his adultery and even impregnating Kinanti. He was not prepared for Hanin's reaction.

Prasetya was very afraid if the secret was revealed to the wife. That would destroy his own home. And Prasetya didn't want that to happen.

He was very unprepared to accept a reality, which could have ended badly.