
The woman who was sitting at Arumi's side closed her eyes while sighing deeply. He was gathering strength to answer Arumi's question.
After feeling the oxygen supply in the lungs fulfilled and his body calmed down again, he said, "Son .. If indeed your household is no longer maintained, then separate. For God's sake, Mama's not willing if you continue to suffer."
"Mama wants you to live happily with a partner who truly loves you. Who will never wish for his love just because you have not given offspring."
"Even though your love for the man is as vast as the ocean if he is no longer faithful, what is it to be maintained." Nyimas paused for a moment. "Your marriage is unhealthy. So, it's best to end it before you get hurt."
"Mama .. will always support you, Rumi," Nyimas said.
Both of Nyimas' hands were wide open. He really can't take it anymore. Seeing those beautiful eyes glazed over made her heart ache.
Arumi slammed into Nyimas' arms. He put his hands on his mother's back. The woman came back crying. Beautiful eyeballs like ping pong balls that continue to shed tears wet the cheeks.
At first Arumi thought Nyimas would ask him to continue to defend the household that had been built with Mahesa. However, it turns out that his guess was wrong. The woman instead gave full support to Arumi in order to get divorced from her partner.
"Mas Mahes has betrayed, Ma. Their relationship has far gone even in the womb of the woman has present a fetus that I should carry," said Arumi interrupted sobs.
"Mas Mahes's image of the same bergulum in bed with the woman was clearly recorded in my memory. I ... a-I ...." Arumi could no longer speak. Her heart has been wounded because the sacred love given to her husband has been betrayed.
Nyimas kissed Arumi's head. Softly rubbed the back of the beloved princess. "No need to continue. Mama can already guess who the woman who could be the third person between you and Mahesa."
"The betrayal will not occur if one of them is loyal to his partner. Despite the many temptations that come, if he has a strong faith then the disaster will not come and destroy one's household."
"From this case, Mama can draw the conclusion that Mahesa is not the right match for you. You ... are too precious for a jerk like Mahesa," Nyimas said.
Arumi's cries broke again. He hugged until the woman could hear Nyimas' breath whimpering. Suppose he looked up the head maybe now Arumi can see how the look of the eyes of the mother who radiates hatred and the look of a disappointed face due to the jewel of his heart has been hurt.
"That's it. Don't cry anymore!" nyimas said while wiping Arumi's tears. "From this moment on, you're staying with Mama. Mama will take care of you again just like she used to."
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Meanwhile, at a five-star luxury hotel, Mahesa was pensive. He sat in front of the television. However, his gaze looked far away. A flash of the incident earlier this afternoon was clearly imprinted in his memory.
How disappointed Arumi when she found her beloved husband was combining love with other women. Groaning while calling out the name of a woman but not the name Arumi said. Regret now pervaded the deepest recesses of his heart.
Since then, Kayla noticed the movements of her lover. Seeing Mahesa contemplate with blank eyes made her unable to bear it anymore. He stepped with long steps. Approaching the father of the baby he contains.
"Mas!" exclaim Kayla. The girl stood at Mahesa's side, putting on a sullen face with both hands folded over her chest. "When are you going to stay here?"
"It's been two hours you've been sitting in front of the television but there's not a single show you've watched" he said. "You're still thinking about your ex-wife, huh?"
"You should be happy because we no longer need to play hide-and-seek every time we want to meet. We become freer to spend time together without having to worry about being caught by Arumi and your sickly in-laws!"
Upset, Mahesa got up from the chair. With a quick movement both of the man's hands landed on his neck and strangled him. Slowly, but the giggling got tighter.
Naila who had just returned from the minimarket immediately shouted, seeing how crazy Mahesa was when strangling her prospective daughter-in-law.
"Mahesa!" The cry of the middle-aged woman returned Mahesa's consciousness again.
Both hands were slipping from Kayla's neck. After the girl was released from Mahesa's grip, she used it to breathe as much air as possible.
"You're crazy!" peekkik Naila while stepping into the room. "Almost you killed your future wife and child who were still in Kayla's womb."
Then Naila crouched down, helping Kayla sit on the sofa.
"What demons have possessed you to the point that you want to eliminate Kayla and the child you've been craving for!"
"What if my mom doesn't arrive on time? Possibly ... current ...." Naila couldn't continue her sentence. The woman's voice was blocked like there was a cactus plant in her throat.
Mahesa froze in place. He was really scared at this time to unconsciously almost eliminate the girl he loved.
Kayla tried to open her voice. Although his neck still hurts, he still forced himself to tidy up the sitting position. Staring at Mahesa with smoldering red eyes.
"You want to wipe out me and your own flesh and blood?" grunt the girl. "If so, then I will grant you this very moment!"
Kayla is really angry. Take a small knife used to cut fruit. Then he put the knife on his wrist.
"Look! In front of your own eyes, I will die. Bring the child you have been waiting for. After we die, inside you there will be only regrets."
Then, Kayla sliced the pulse that was on her wrist. The burning of jealous flames made him lose his mind. The emotions within the girl had been in the crown and had exploded this very moment.
He never thought he would fall in love with the husband of his best friend. According to the girl, Mahesa is not the type of husband that suits her. But who would have thought that love grows over time.
True Javanese proverbs that say that witing tresno jalaran soko kulino. Too often spent time together, love grows in the hearts of the two human beings.
Seeing fresh blood flowing from her wrist, Naila panicked. "Kyla!" jail Naila. His body shook violently.
The girl who was dear to him more than anything else in the world was lying on the floor. He carried Kayla's head on his lap. "Darling, why are you doing this?"
Tears dripping down. The face turned pale. He was worried that something bad happened to Kayla and her future grandchildren.
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