Husband's Regret: Betrayed for Not Getting Pregnant
Doctor Arumi Salsabila
"Have you remembered the memory of the past?" asked Rayyan cynically. The man unsheathed a hostile look towards Firdaus. "Do I need to tell you everything how Papa treated Mama first?"
"Papa has hurt the heart of a woman who is so sincere in love with a jerk like Papa! Why didn't you learn to love your mom? Why?"
"Papa should have listened to Mama's opinion when he first brought Ja*ang to this house instead of asking Mama to shut up and accept Papa's decision unilaterally. After all, Mama has rights to this house."
"The two of you stay together and all decisions are borne together. However, Papa was too selfish to give Mama no chance to open her voice. Until finally the household that Mama has been defending with full struggle and tears must run aground due to an affair!" Rayyan looked up at the papa. A man who used to be an idol in his life.
This time Rayyan really could not stand the attitude of Paradise who always forced the will without asking for the opinion of others. From the first man who had planted the seed in the womb of the mother, always made a decision unilaterally.
Maybe Rayyan used to be patient, because he felt he had no choice but to obey the wishes of Paradise. However, after growing up, he had his own opinion. Let alone the affairs of a life companion, Rayyan would refuse as it concerned her future.
"Stop, Ray. Papa please stop," pinta Firdaus lirih. The sharp eyes of the kill have been replaced with a curtain of tears. Without asking permission first, the crystal clear liquid slid between the two cheeks.
"Why, Pa? Papa regretted that he had dumped Mama while she was still in this world?" Rayyan's lips trembled, the eyeballs narrowed similar to Mei Ling had flushed red and the nose was sour.
"Papa's regret means nothing because now Mama has left us forever. Papa has made me an orphan for my own happiness. Papa ... totally selfish!" rayyan said in a hoarse voice.
Then he just passed by without turning his head even a little towards Paradise. Rayyan's chest feels tight if you remember events in the past.
Firdaus froze in place. Rayyan's words were like a loud slap, so painful. He realized that he had made many mistakes during Mei Ling's life in the world. Not one bit gives happiness to a woman who is willing to devote a lifetime to a jerk like Firdaus. However, everything that has happened cannot be replayed.
"I'm sorry, Mei. Sorry ... I'm really sorry I wasted you," Firdaus said.
Slowly, Firdaus stepped closer to the sofa that was in the lounge on the second floor. His mind was empty, as if trapped in a dimension some time ago.
Unwittingly they, Lena had been standing on the last rung of stairs for a few minutes, listening to the conversation of the father and son. Lena's chest felt tight, her heart was injured. As a result of blind love causes the woman dark eyes and the heart to snatch the husband from other women. If time could be turned back, maybe Lena would rather live a tormented life with her ex-husband than be happy above the suffering of other women.
"Yes Allah .. forgive the servant for ruining the happiness of others" said Lena cirih. "Sir Ma'am Mei, I am truly sorry that I took away what is already yours."
Meanwhile, Rayyan who had just walked into the room immediately threw her black bag onto the mattress. Then, put the cake given by Nyimas on top of the naughty. In a hurry he took out the suitcase from inside the walk in closet.
"Damn. Why Papa always makes decisions without asking my opinion first. He thinks I'm a child who can be arranged at will" Rayyan grumbled as she put clothes in her suitcase.
The man's determination was already round. He will leave the house he left with his father, Lena and Raihan. Although the house holds many memories with my beloved mother, but Rayyan's patience has run out. He can't stand a roof with bad guys like them.
"I have no choice but to leave here. Fuck the inheritance if you have to live without love and affection from Arumi. I'd rather fall poor than lose a good woman like my lover."
The man's lips kept cursing until he had unknowingly stuffed all the clothes and essentials into the suitcase including a photo of Mei Ling. After making sure no items were left behind, he pulled the suitcase and then stepped out of the room.
"Son, where are you going?" Lena got up from her seat, swinging her legs towards her stepdaughter. The woman tried to extend a hand forward but was brushed aside by Rayyan.
"Don't touch me with those dirty hands! I don't want to be touched by an actor like you!" jakt Rayyan. Take a few steps back.
Tears dripping one by one soaked Lena's cheeks. All the sacrifices made by him were apparently unable to make Rayyan's heart melt and willing to accept it as a replacement for Mei Ling. In fact, the woman really sincerely loved the first child of the husband with the first wife of Paradise.
For the first time Rayyan stared at Lena's brown bead. The look in the man's eyes radiated sadness, anger and disappointment to the point of making Lena feel even more guilty.
"Your plan to get rid of your husband's first wife and son has been successful. This house and its contents have been taken from me and my mother. However, do not expect you will succeed in taking over the hospital built on my mother's hard work and efforts. The hospital will forever remain my mother even though she is no longer in this world."
This time it was Firdaus' turn who was stared at by Rayyan. "And to Papa, enjoy the suffering you have done yourself. Let's just say this is a reward for the evil deeds that Papa once did to Mama."
"May you never be happy in this world."
The middle-aged woman glanced at Rayyan who was preparing to pull the suitcase. He pursed his lips, trying not to let the sound of sobbing slip from his lips.
"Son, Papa please, don't leave this house." The voice full of supplication was clearly heard in Rayyan's sense of hearing.
It felt like he turned around and hugged the old body of Paradise. The man she loved so much after the departure of her beloved mother. However, the actions of the man in the past had incised a wound in the heart of teenage Rayyan. The wound was deep and difficult to heal.
Rayyan took a deep breath, closing her eyes for a moment. Then, he continued his steps, going down the stairs with a suitcase.
"Goodbye to all."
Rayyan was just about to turn towards the exit, suddenly the heavy sound of someone stopping her steps.
"Who is the woman who has melted your heart, son?"
Rayyan replied, "Doctor Arumi Salsabila."
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