
After a few days in the hospital, Olivia was able to return to her husband's house again with happiness on her lips, her heart could not wait to tell her husband the birth of their child, who was a woman.
"Nicolas, honey, can you see our son?"
Seeing the figure of her husband passing by her immediately Olivia called out to him. Showing the figure of their sweet daughter to her husband, the eyes only glanced at the child held by Olivia and stepped away again with a cellphone that was still in her ear.
"Yes, yes, I'll be there, I found the documents."
The smile immediately descended upon seeing her husband who had just left after staring for a moment at their child, was there anything wrong with the child she was born with. Whether it was not to her liking or not similar to her husband, her steps slowly walked towards her room and laid her on the bed.
After laying the child down, Olivia stepped on the dresser, staring at a pair of scissors she then picked up and stared at the sharp object with a tired thought.
"What's wrong, I've given birth to her third child and this is a girl, what's wrong?"
Looking at her reflection in front of the mirror, Olivia pointed the scissors right at her chest, her heart was so tired of seeing her husband's attitude that never cared for her even when she gave birth to the child it felt like there was no care in her eyes.
"Hiks.... What's wrong!?"
"Yahoooo!!!"
The shout made Olivia realize and immediately dropped the scissors in her hand, she looked back where the child was crying loudly and made her move to hold him.
"Hiks.pardon mama yes dear, mama did not mean so hiks.pardon mama."
Hugging her Olivia tries to calm her son down from crying again, luckily her son's cry could awaken her from her terrible actions if she ended her life just like that, of course Olivia could not imagine what happened to her child who was still this small she had left behind.
"I'm sorry mama hiks..mama apologizes hiks..mama promises not to leave you hiks.pardon mama."
Her crying broke out which along with her son's crying which also made Olivia's tears become more and more swift down from her eyes, at least there are still her children who love her so much even though her husband no longer cares about her.
"Mama, give birth to a second sister."
In a letter Ivan smiles happily if his mother has given birth to his second sister, his feelings were so happy that he wanted to go and see his mother right now but he was reminded that he would not be that easy to get out of this house without the permission of his adoptive mother.
But he had to try first, whether he could get permission from his adoptive mother but his heart hoped that he could get it. After making tea with a special potion, Ivan stepped into the living room to meet his adoptive mother who was sitting by reading her favorite magazine.
"Hmmm. You made me tea, thank you."
That nod Ivan gave without glancing at his mother's face, although several years have passed, Ivan never called this woman as a mother because she could not replace her mother even though she was forced though.
"You're still here, what's up, tell me what you want?"
"My second sister was born, I want to see her."
The woman nodded her head at the expression of that sentence. It had been a long time since he knew about their news, even though he knew Ivan often got letters from his mother's servants. If he does not give permission to this child, his attitude will not feel increasingly cruel and Ivan has also been kind to him even though he was always rude also often beat him.
"Well, you can meet your sister, remember you're there only one day, after nightfall I'll ask the driver to pick you up."
"Thank you."
This was the only chance Ivan could meet his mother, at least he had a good reason why he had to meet her again. His sister had just been born and he had to know her name and her face, although only briefly but Ivan would still try to meet his sister.
In that solitude Iqbal was pensive in his room, his heart was very unappetised to play with Maudy and Steven. His heart felt very longing for the figure of his mother and for several months he did not go home to find out what his mother was doing or his sister who was still in his mother's stomach.
"Iqbal."
The voice made Iqbal look back where the figure of his adoptive mother entered into this room, approaching on him by sitting beside him and looking in which direction he was staring. A view of the forest outside her bedroom window.
"Iqbal, Mama have some happy news for you?"
"What's that?"
Curiously he looked at this woman to find out what happy news she had brought for him, whether it was directly related to his mother or how. If it's about his school grades getting the best results, Iqbal won't be happy to hear that.
"Your sister was born yesterday and today she's home with your mother."
"Truly, mother and sister Iqbal."
The smile was clearly visible to the happiness on his face and for the first time he witnessed that smile after several months of living here, a nod he gave to answer Iqbal's question was so excited to know his sister had been born.
But the smile slowly disappeared from his face which made this woman confused why Iqbal was sad again, whether he was unhappy to hear the news his sister had been born or how so that the face looked pitiful was also painful in his eyes.
"What's wrong, Iqbal's not happy to hear this news?"
"Iqbal was happy to hear it but Iqbal couldn't see them."
When this woman was surprised by the statement, she realized that a news will not forever make someone happy if not met. Waking up from her seat, she knelt late in front of Iqbal, who was curious about what she wanted to do.
"That's okay Iqbal went to see them?"
Let's say that this woman gave with a gentle smile on her lips even though Iqbal was part of this family but still he had his own family and he had the right to meet them, moreover, this happy news had already been heard by him.
The happy smile was clearly reflected by Ivan when he had just entered this house, his footsteps that never forgot where the location of the room of the mother quickly accelerated his pace but just now he wanted to run instantly he stopped when he saw Olia leaving.
The smile faded as his heart wondered where the woman had gone with a happy smile on his lips, his initial intention to go to the mother's room now prefers to follow where the woman is walking.
His journey was stopped when Ivan saw Olia enter the workspace Nicolas, himself who could not enter the room but he was curious why the two of them could still be in secret contact without being known by his mother, who was not able to enter the room, slowly he opened the door of the room and saw that Olia was struggling with Nicolas.
"You look happy, what's up Olia?"
"Hmmm... How do you say it?"
Both of them were so friendly even with the effect of Olia as if he was hiding something from Nicolas who was so curious about what happiness he was feeling at this time that the smile he was smiling was so revealing.
"Nicolas, I'm pregnant."
"really?"
The happy news for the two of them certainly makes Ivan so surprised to hear, how can these two couples are happy about such news even though his mother also gives happiness to this bastard man.
"I promise to marry you soon and raise this child together?"
"Really, ahhh. I can't wait for him."
In that anger Ivan stepped away from his place, how could Nicolas be so happy to hear of Olia's pregnancy even though his wife had given birth to her child. That anger made Ivan step away to find someone.
"Eh, young master, you're here, what are you doing here?"
"Flower, let's talk in private?"
The sentence made this woman nod her head and immediately invited Ivan to go to a more secret room, I don't know what he wants to talk about but it sounds so serious that it asks him to speak in private.
"So what does the young master want to say?"
"It's about the baby Olia was carrying."
Flowers close her mouth will be surprised to hear the news that Olia is pregnant, whether the relationship between Nicolas and Olia has gone that far so that she is pregnant. This painful news certainly makes Flowers very distrustful if the nonanya is treated very painful like this.
"You want to do something for my mom, Bunga?"
"What is young master?"
Curiously this woman looked at Ivan who then looked at him seriously, I don't know what Ivan wanted but the sentence sounded tense. What he wanted to say to himself so he said that.
"I want you to kill that baby."
"What, but young master-"
Ivan looked seriously at the Flower who was doubtful of the orders from him, how could she kill an innocent baby just because this happiness lay in the wrong circumstances but how would her nona feelings be if she knew the truth of her beloved sister getting pregnant with her husband.
"You've thought well, Bunga?"
"Well, young master, if this is for miss, I will."
Her feet stepped away from the room after her affair with Bunga was finished, the grudge in her heart was getting bigger when she saw that happiness was clearly visible on the faces of the two when she heard about the pregnancy. As long as he lives in this world he will not let the two people be happy on top of his mother's suffering.
"No, I won't make them happy when my mother suffers."
That eye gaze leads to the frame of the photo where his father's figure is located, the figure of the person he hated so much that he even intended to kill one day but today he will resist that desire so that he can witness their grief when the baby Olia conceived died later.
"I will never forgive them both, those two criminals will suffer in my hands."
Her feet stepped away from her place towards a room where her mother was, for the time being she would keep this plan a secret even if Olia was pregnant with Nicolas's child. If her mother knew all that her heart would be very broken when she knew the person she loved so much was now betraying her.
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