My Wife Drabia's
18.Keep moving forward

Hearing the door of her treatment room knock, Drabia and Lea turned towards the door, seeing who was coming. The door opened from the outside, and Nimas came in carrying Drabia food and necessities.

"How are you doing?" mother Nimas asked after standing next to the Drabia gurney, putting the luggage on the nightstand.

"Okay Ma" answered Drabia

"Mama apologizes, Mama admitted wrong" said Ms. Nimas. He managed to make Drabia tears flow from the corner of his eye.

"I've forgiven Mama, before Mama apologizes" said Drabia.

Nimas' mother wiped Drabia's tears with her fingers."It's very difficult for Mama to put your happiness first and Ansel's. Mama can persuade Ansel to marry you. But Mama can't persuade him to love you. So Mama thinks it's better for you to separate, than Ansel keeps hurting you."

"Mama never supported Ansel hurting you. But Mama could not prevent Ansel's intention to marry Hafshah" explained Ms Nimas.

Drabia could only quietly respond to what her mother-in-law said.

"At least Auntie didn't attend the engagement under the guise of Ansel's birthday, Auntie!" sambar Lea emotion." If Auntie doesn't support her" Lea continued.

Nimas' mother fell silent.

"If you're already a mother. You must feel, what it's like to see your child whining, begging you. Surely you do not have the heart to see his tears" said Nimas Mother.

Lea and Drabia were silent, they were not yet a mother, they did not know what it was like to face a child whining for something.

"I'm sorry Mama and Ansel Drabia. Forgive our mistakes that have hurt you" asked Nimas' mother again in tears. For the sake of his son's happiness, he forgot the kindness of Drabia's parents.

"I've forgiven Mama" Drabia replied back in tears as Nimas' mother hugged her.

"Grank you dear" said Ms. Nimas took off her arms from Drabia's body.

That afternoon, Nimas' mother fed Drabia. Nimas' mother also took care of Drabia, since no one was looking after him, while Lea, she had afternoon classes. And stepmother Drabia, don't ask her again, she won't care about Drabia.

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Ansel stepped his foot toward Mr. Ilham's study. He knocked on the door of the room while saying hello. After hearing the words from inside, he asked her to come in. Ansel pushed the door while stepping in.

"Good day Well" said Ansel, his face looked damp and a little pale. Last night he could not sleep, besides his bed was uncomfortable, he also kept thinking about his relationship with Drabia and Mr. Ilham.

"Hm!" Mr. Ilham retorted with deheman, and refused to see Ansel.

"Dad, I'm sorry!" said Ansel grabbed the hand of Mr. Ilhan who was packing on his laptop keyboard.

"It's in the company, talk about work." Mr. Ilham pulled his hand from Ansel's grasp.

"But I need your pardon" Ansel pleaded again.

"Thank God you weren't thrown in jail. So don't expect anything else from Dad or Drabia. Our family relationship no longer exists" explained Mr. Ilham.

Ansel paused for a moment, "I'm sorry Well, I promise I won't do it again. Promise won't hurt Drabia anymore."

"Do you think Dad will let your Drabia hurt you again?. You're ridiculous!" decih Mr. Inspiration." And I think Drabia doesn't want to see you either."

"Get out of my room, I have a lot of work" said Mr. Ilham, shaking his hand to drive Ansel away.

Ansel fell silent, seeing Mr. Ilham ignore him, he chose to leave the room, back into his room.

Arriving in his room, Ansel instead of working, he sat pensively and wept bitterly, Drabia and Pak Ilham did not forgive him.

Because he could not focus on working, Ansel also came out of his room. He's going to the hospital with Drabia. Although Drabia refuses his presence, Ansel does not give up before he apologizes.

"What else did you come here for?." Drabia who sat leaning on the head of the bed stared angrily at Ansel who had just entered her treatment room.

"Ansel" said Ms. Nimas who accompanied Drabia in the room.

"Isn't this what you want, you made me hate you, so that I would agree to a divorce. And you can marry the woman of your dreams" said Drabia.

Ansel fell silent, how are you with Hafshah?, he thought. Why did he forget his dream woman for two days?.

Ansel approached Drabia, advancing steadily unabated. Ansel must get an apology from his wife Drabia, however.

"Go ibl*s!" expel Drabia growled.

dukk!

"Aw!"

Ansel grimaced as Drabia hit him on the head with her plate, until the rest of the gravy dripped onto his clothes. Drabia was not a gentle woman, Ansel was already not that surprised.

Seeing that, Mother Nimas could only stay quiet from the sofa. He doesn't know who to defend?. He was afraid of misacting again.

"Still dare to approach?" threatening Drabia wants to hit Ansel back with a ceramic plate in his hand, seeing Ansel still daring to advance.

"Agot!" Ansel raised both his hands up." Forgive my wife."

"Go you!" drabia growled his teeth.

My wife?, just realized to have a wife?, thought Drabia.

"Yes I will leave after you forgive me" Ansel said still firmly with his intentions.

No matter how Drabia would beat him, Ansel kept approaching Drabia, and tried to take a ceramic plate from his wife's hand.

Dukkkk! dukk! buk! bakk!

"It looks like you're asking to be eliminated now" growled Drabia continued to beat Ansel with a plate in his hand.

"For Drabia!, aaaa..! sick wife!. Forgive me! Mama please!, your son-in-law is very fierce!."

"Campus you!" without pity, Drabia kept beating Ansel." It's not how much pain I feel."

Bukk!

"Yesaaaaa....!" chandra shouted holding her servant in both hands, as she felt Drabia kicking her strongly.

"Ansel" Mother Nimas approached Ansel who was already curled up and moaning in pain on the floor.

"Mama, my daughter is very sick" Ansel said with a stifled voice, her face pale and sweaty.

"Racaine!" cetus Drabia without feeling pity. But her tears flowed back.

"I'm sorry Drabia. Oh, my God, this is so sick." Just breathe Ansel already felt the distress of the pain, Ansel felt like he wanted to faint.

Ms. Nimas panicked, immediately came out of the treatment room to ask for help.

"Let's know what kind of pain I feel. I don't think it's comparable yet. You not only hurt my physique Ansel, but my heart as well!" shouted Drabia holding onto her claustrophobic chest.

Ansel could only quietly enjoy the pain of his junior. It hurt a lot, but Ansel wasn't crying because of the pain. Instead of imagining the pain that Drabia felt when uniting their bodies.

"I'm sorry sorry" Ansel said as two male nurses lifted her up in a push-in gurney and took her to the IGD room.

Drabia cries again, if only Ansel had not hurt her.

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