Husband, Honey Mouth Poison
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"Wait a minute Raisya, please! Please come back for Jacky!" Sherly's voice sobbed holding in sadness.

"I'm sorry, I can't. I've had enough suffering, Sherly! What Jacky is going through now is nothing compared to the suffering I've been through. Even he pushed me to Nathan and I almost died in his hands. And my suffering was not enough there, he was also the one who pushed me to be**** by my own husband." Raisya's hoarse voice held the liquid coming out from his throat and nose.

"You never felt how my life suffered Sherly. Let me live by my own choices. I've given him a chance, but what's in return? He accused me and divorced me unworthily. If you ask me I'm sick? Yeah I'm sick.you don't even know what he's doing before he leaves. He tried to force my."

"If he's sick now, don't call me again! We have no relationship anymore. So you live well don't bother me anymore!" Raisya immediately hung up the phone feeling sad. There were no tears coming down and Raisya cried as he pleased. After she endured great grief, Sherly tells her to go back to Jacky.

"You called Raisya, Sher?" Jacky looked to the side. He fell asleep under the influence of drugs. But Sherly's voice contacting Raisya awakens Jacky's consciousness.

"You woke up, honey..?" Sherly wiped her tears.

"You crying? Wh why? Did Raisya hurt you?" Ask Jacky.

"No." Sherly doesn't want to look sad in Jacky's eyes.

"Here hug me Sher!" Jacky spread out both his hands despite being weak. There was a guilty feeling in Jacky's heart seeing Sherly just crying. Not just ordinary crying, but the woman had begged for her own unknown husband. From earlier Jacky stole his talk with Raisya. She knows Sherly loves her very much but she hurts two women at once.

Sherly hurriedly wiped her tears. He doesn't want Jacky to see him sad. He raised both ends of his lips smiling. Moreover, seeing Jacky's response who was stretching his hands to be welcomed. Sherly happily approached Jacky and hugged him. It felt like the hug was very different. I feel sincere and missed. Yes, the feeling they used to do now is like coming back.

"I'm sorry, I want us to live happily." Jacky in Sherly's ear. Despite being bitter and sick, Jacky decides to try to re-love Sherly. He did not want the woman he needed to hurt more deeply especially now he is two-bodied. Despite being suffering from a severe illness, Sherly insists on having a child from Jacky. Jacky's heart was a little filled to see Sherly's sacrifice now begging Raisya for her sake.

"mmm.. " Sherly nodded happily.

Jacky loosened his arms, turned to look at the face of the woman who was now getting thinner. The cheek that he used to touch. "Tomorrow we'll go home, okay? I want to go back to the papih mansion." Jacky expressed his wish.

"Well, we go back there." Sherly responds to Jacky's wishes without asking much.

"Thank you for forgiving me, Sher. Let's live a happy and long life for our son." Jacky looks up at Sherly's belly, which she already sees distended. His hands stretched out and rubbed the stomach gently with a smile.

Sherly. He returned his tears. Not expecting his actions just now even made Jacky return to his lap easily. This is what he had been expecting all along. Back as before, love each other and love each other.

Jacky hugs Sherly's stomach, "I'm sorry son's father.. " Lirih Jacky whispered an apology to the fetus that is now growing in Sherly's stomach.

Elsewhere Raisya had washed his face because it looked swollen from crying. Two were staring at him in front of the mirror thinking of the fate that befell him. He did not know what fate would lead him forward. He tried to organize himself and wanted to release from the grip of the Alberto family that had always been a shadow of him.

"I'm sorry Jacky. I always pray for you. May you be happy!" Lirih Raisya's. Behind his sadness he never expected the man who hurt him to live in a state of slump. He wanted to let go of each other the sense that had been squeezing him all along. Although it was heavy he had to let go of that feeling and let go of everything.

Not even the night came. Raisya tried to close her eyes to rest so that tomorrow morning could wake up on time. But just as his eyes closed, the sound of the belt in his room rang out loud.

"Who is it?" Raisya got up from the bed and straightened her body by taking the jacket that was on the side of the chair. Not to forget the veil that practically Raisya wore to cover his head before opening the door.

The bedroom door was opened. Raisya opened the door a little and peeked at who had spied the belt of her room.

"Night. sorry to interrupt." Jason's voice shocked Raisya.

"Mmm.. yeah..?" Raisya is shocked to see Jason at the door. He thinks there's something the guy's been seeing him at night. Suspicion and trauma still lingered in Raisya's mind.

"Mmm.. Can I come in?" Jason asked, waiting for Raisya's permission.

"I'm sorry. What's wrong?" Raisya does not want to receive guests, especially foreign men like Jason who he just met.

"Something I want to talk about." Jason apparently did not want to delay something to his target on Raisya.

"Mmm.. isn't it tomorrow? It's already night." Reject Raisya firmly.

"I'm sorry. have I disturbed you?" Jason scratched his non-itchy nape. He was confused to talk again.

"Is it so important?" Raisya asked wanting to know Jason's intent.

"It's not. Just that I can't sleep until you answer my heat." Jason answered, looking at the confused Raisya looking at him.

"What's really going on? Just climb through WA, can't you?" Raisya answered while frowning.

"I don't have your number yet." Jason. He could have asked her directly to the Baron, but he didn't want to suspect himself of anything.

"Yes, ask if it makes you curious." Raisya is still with the same attitude, which is alert.

"Are you from Bandung 3rd High School?" Jason asked to make sure the origin of Raisya's school used to be grey.

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Raisya. Why Jason knew where his school came from.

"Why if it is?" Raisya replied, who now turned to wonder who Jason really was.

"Do you remember this?" Jason brought the background of his cellphone there was a photo of Raisya during High School and in the photo Raisya was sitting on the bus bench he used to like to ride if he wanted to go to school.

Raisya sharpened his gaze on the photo that Jason presented. It was a picture of him. Then why did he have that photo and recognize it?