Forgive Me My Wife
The Destruction of Yoga

At around eight in the morning, the doctor in charge immediately examined Bima as a whole, also reviewing reports from the results of early morning examinations from the picket doctor. From the diagnosis, Bima's condition is declared stable under control, blood transfusion can be removed so that Bima's right hand is now free from needles and hoses, only his left hand remains to be installed infusion.

Even so, he still had to be hospitalized in the next few days to keep monitoring the condition of the external injuries as well as controlling the scar surgery on his left shoulder, ensuring that his wound recovered properly as expected.

In the afternoon Nara and Rima came back. The beautiful boy climbed into the father's bed and continued to stick reluctantly apart. Cheek pecking then bruised on Bima's face full of affection, even Bima's face almost wet exposed spit the child.

Bima asked for her bed to be arranged so that she could sit leaning more upright so that she was more comfortable and free to chat with her beloved daughter. He enjoys every affection his baby gives, feels so beautiful and meaningful when part of him also loves him.

Viona who was about to feed her husband's lunch was stopped by Nara. Bima was boycotted by her beautiful daughter. Nara took over the bowl and spoon from her mother's hand and fed Bima with her tiny hands excitedly.

“Enh should be used so that it heals quickly. If it does not run out, later Dad injected a doctor you know,” his chatter is funny, warning Bima like a child his age.

Bima laughed a little and nodded. “Good Bu Doctor,” says Bima.

*****

Today Nia was called back to the police station to be examined and asked for written information for the completeness of the files as witnesses. He passed by Yoga who had just come out of the investigation room. The agitated yoga with handcuffed hands stopped its steps and stared intently at Nia. The fragile girl squeezed the end of the t-shirt she was wearing, but she ventured to lift her chin because she did not want to be bullied again by the bastard who tortured her all this time.

“Heh bitch. You should also be detained as a suspect because of a plot with me. Why are you just a witness? This is not fair! You better say nice things about me to the investigator. Or I'll get people to spread your videos to audiences,” his heinous hiss. In her cornered condition, Yoga still threatened Nia arrogantly

“I'm not afraid!” balas Nia is slow but full of emphasis. “Spread only! I'm sick of being enslaved by you.”

“Basic bitch! You will feel the consequences of having dared to defy me!" Yoga is still conceited, either when the drinya will realize all his sins. He has almost no control over life out there.

It's been almost an hour Nia's in there. For the first time he ventured to express the depraved deeds of Yoga. He told me about all the abuse he's had in the last year.

At first Nia intended to silence and keep meetings about the barbaric treatment of Yoga to her, because she felt very ashamed of her sad disgrace, as if she had no self-esteem anymore.

However, Nia was no longer able to bear alone the heavy burden that befell her, although perhaps later judgment and diatribes labeled weak cheap women were pinned on her from those who looked one eye.

Investigators decided to perform the visa procedure and Nia agreed. The girl removed doubt and fear, believing that everything she was doing was right. He has no one to strengthen him at this time, only holding on to his courage that has not been so strong because it has just grown sprouting.

All information Nia makes evidence of the evil of Yoga is piling up only. It is certain that Yoga is ensnared in layered chapters. From the kidnapping of Viona to the attempted murder of Bima. Sexual harassment and violence against Nia, as well as fraud under the guise of investment shelter behind the name of the online shop company he leads. Homeshopping was confirmed out of business, the news of the arrest of Yoga affected the seizure of assets carried out by the bank shortly after the news spread.

Malik did not stay silent, he returned to the police station with Adrian, wanting to ensure that Yoga was charged with the heaviest without being given the right of defense. Malik won't let someone like Yoga just walk around before enjoying the rewards.

Adrian sat outside the police station, waiting for Malik who was talking to the police chief inside. He accidentally saw the appearance of Nia out of the door ushered some police. Adrian got up from his seat and approached.

I don't know why he felt sorry every time he saw Nia. He said hello and Nia said she wanted to go for a visa with the police. Sympathetic Adrian gives encouragement and support. He also gave me his business card.

“If there's anything I can help you with, just call me," bargained the glasses guy was sincere.

“Thank you, Mr. Adrian.” Nia nodded thinly before passing away.