Husband's Regret: Betrayed for Not Getting Pregnant

Husband's Regret: Betrayed for Not Getting Pregnant
Wedding Anniversary


In accordance with the promise made to his beloved wife, Rayyan rushed towards the hospital's VVIP parking lot. Walking half-run until not infrequently some people who cross paths staring strangely at the man and not a few of them were fascinated by the good looks of the father of three twins. Especially when the long-sleeved slimfit shirt rolled up to the extent of the elbow wrapped his body which showed the muscles in some parts of the body seemed so tempting faith for the Eve.


When the women looked at him with a look of adoration, Rayyan looked indifferent and did not care for all of them, because what was in his head at this time was Arumi and Triplet, the fruit of his love which is now three months old.


When the automatic door opened wide, Rayyan immediately ran towards her car. Then, he closed the door with a slight slam until a sound was heard around the parking area. Hands start the car engine and wait for a while, so that the engine is hot and completely ready to use.


"Damn! I need to get to the apartment soon. Otherwise, tonight it's likely that Arumi won't give me the nana nini ration!" he said as he glanced at the watch on his wrist. Not wanting his wife sulked and affected by the cutting of the ration of night worship, the man immediately stepped on the gas pedal deeply until Lolly drove across the streets of the capital Jakarta which was always jammed everywhere.


The time that should have been taken thirty minutes turned into sixty-five minutes, due to severe congestion due to development along the road to the apartment. Repeatedly hitting the steering wheel of the car due to the anxiety that almost made him like a madman.


"Good day, Doctor Rayyan." One of the apartment's security greeted the man sitting behind the wheel. Smiling friendly and warm.


"Good day, sir. Excuse me, I have to go upstairs first" Rayyan replied briefly. He didn't have much time to talk to the security guard in his apartment building.


A long and burly handcuffs pressed the passcode of the apartment he lived in with his wife, children and in-laws. When the door leaf opened, he immediately pushed it until the door was wide open.


"Arumy! Babe's! Where are you, honey?" rayyan shouted as she closed the door impatiently. The heartbeat continues to pump at high speed. The water of anxiety is increasingly visible when entering the room, but there is only silence accompanying. Neither Arumi nor Triplet are in there.


The atmosphere of the apartment was so quiet, even the babbling sound of the little one was not heard to make Rayyan more panicked. Could it be that Arumi decided to run away, bringing Triplet because he was annoyed to have been lied to?


The man was already thinking negatively, branching out everywhere. His mind was dead-end, unable to think clearly. Really, he was really afraid if Arumi really stopped by to bring his three children with him. If that happened, where would he look for them? Will she be able to live the cruelty of this world without Arumi and her three adorable little babies? Can survive if a day does not smell the body scent of the wife who is now an opium for him.


"Aargha! Goddamnit! I should've gotten on a motorcycle so I wouldn't get stuck in traffic! You idiot! You're such a fool, Rayyan!" it's on itself.


Then, he rushed to the main room and then turned to the nursery, but the figure of his wife was not there. He did not find Arumi and his three children.


"Arumy! Where are you, Babe?" lirih. The body feels limp accompanied by a severed breath. Don't ask how the guy's face is. He looked panicked, anxious and so frightened to be left alone in the apartment.


A million questions raged within the deepest recesses of the heart. The fear of losing a loved one's second time enveloped the man.


"No! He can't get out of here! He promised not to leave me!" Convinced that his wife could not bear to leave him alone in the apartment. Moreover, they have both promised, will spend time together until death. "I'm sure, he's been going to the minimarket for a while. Yeah, just go for a second."


Then, he ran away from the nursery to the living room which also serves as a family room. The room in the handsome doctor's apartment unit was quite spacious and the distance between the room with each other was far apart. If someone is hiding somewhere, no one else will know their hiding place.


"Arumy! Come out, don't scare me!" rayyan shouted as she spread her gaze across the entire room. The man's brown iris swept through the entire room. However, the woman he was looking for did not reveal the trunk of his nose.


Sitting limp on the sofa while staring softly at the door of the room that opened wide enough. A shadow of the wife was smiling towards him while carrying Zahira, flashed in the eyes. Her sweet smile made the iceberg within the man melt away slowly.


"Son, don't leave Dad! I can't afford to lose all of you" he said, followed by the roar of tears that slid just between the cheeks without realizing it. Feeling half a soul drift considering that his wife and three children left him alone.


"We can't leave you, Dad. Because, we love you so much!" said a beautiful woman standing behind Rayyan's body.


The soft sound like a beautiful melody returned Rayyan's consciousness that had floated for a while. Stretching your hands forward, then rubbing the crystal grains in the corner of the eye. Then, he turned his body to face someone whose voice was so familiar.


Rayyan gasped for a moment when she saw Arumi's beautiful appearance. Wearing a dress below the knee with navy and high heels off shoulder models in red and a Korean-style hairstyle makes the woman look so beautiful. Clean white skin, natural makeup polish accompanied by a sweet smile engraved on the face increasingly exudes an aura of natural beauty typical of Mojang Priangan. Although the postpartum body shape is not as beautiful as a Spanish guitar, but in the eyes of Rayyan, Arumi is still beautiful like an angel who fell from the sky.


"The happy wedding anniversary. The happy wedding anniversary. The first happy wedding anniversary for both of us." A beautiful song echoed throughout the room.


In the grasshopper Arumi, there are Nyimas and Tini's mother who is pushing a baby stroller. Inside were three krucils who seemed to be laughing cheerfully when they saw father and his mother standing opposite each other.


"Babe ... j-so, are we today?" Rayyan stuttered in front of Arumi. The man's mind was blank completely unable to think clearly. This whole thing is like a dream.


A second ago I thought that I was left alone in that apartment without anyone accompanying me just like I was when Mei Ling left for good. He felt lonely, empty because no one else truly loved him. Even though there was Rio and his mama still he was like a kara living in this world. Silence becomes a true friend until he grows up. However, things change when he meets Arumi.


Life feels more meaningful because there is someone who is willing to be a sharing friend in likes or sorrows. Although many obstacles stretched before finally officially interceding beautiful women of mixed Indonesian Dutch blood, from the ancestors of the mother's side but the strength of their love remained strong until it ended in the guarantee.


"Yes, Honey. Today, right on this date and this month we both pledge our sacred vows before God and the universe. Promise to be faithful to each other, accompany each other to the end of life until the breath no longer blows and the heart no longer beats forever. We raise together, educate children full of love and affection."


"I'm sorry for making you so drunk, looking for where we all are." Arumi giggles softly as she recalls the events of Rayyan searching for herself and the children through a CCTV connected to her cell phone. "I deliberately did that to give you a little surprise, Honey, so that our first anniversary is so memorable and always remembered until any time."


His eyes narrowed wide perfectly, realizing that he had been trapped in his wife's game. He should think clearly and remember what date today, instead of running around indistinctly to find a wife and her other family.


Feeling annoyed at being hit by the prank of his wife, Rayyan wanted to show his protest to the woman. However, a brief kiss landed perfectly on the cheek. The warmth of the woman's lips still felt on the cheeks made her again surprised by an impromptu attack from her beloved wife.


The eyeballs moved, circulating the gaze to Nyimas and Tini stood from two meters ahead. Suddenly, the man's face red blushed, shamed shame because in public got a kiss full of love from the woman he loved so much.


Without waiting for a response from Rayyan, Arumi immediately pulled her husband's hand and led the man to sit on the sofa. "Let's blow out the candles, and make a request. Who knows, our request was granted by God."


All the family members have been sitting on the sofa including Triplet who keeps on showing smiles on the face, except for Ghani. The eldest brother was so stingy smiling, just like his father.


"Happy wedding anniversary" Arumi and Rayyan said almost simultaneously.


Before blowing out the candle, the two human beings looked at each other with loving eyes. Smiling happily gratefully because God has kept their household intact for up to a year.


"We make a wish first!" arumi and Rayyan nodded their heads in agreement.


Lord, please always take care of the integrity of my household with this man. Extend our soul until death do us part.


Lord, make Arumi my companion both in the world and in the hereafter. Make my marriage the first and last, though I am not the first man in the heart of the woman but make me the last and will continue to be in the heart of my wife forever.


Then, the candle was extinguished leaving a puff of smoke billowing out in the air. Wishing many do'a as well as the hope offered by Rayyan and Arumi to be granted by God. Although the couple believed that the two could not betray, they still tried one of them by praying to the Creator, because the most powerful weapon for mankind was the do'a.


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