Night Destiny
Collapse of Trust

"Please keep the contents of his wife yes, sir."

"Good, doc."

Deg

That sound?

Salsa stared in disbelief, her husband now with a young woman. And more painfully, the woman's stomach appeared to bulge. If interpreted, maybe the age of the content is five months.

Salsa chose to go out first, she even forgot the pain in her head. His suspicions and conjectures had been answered all along. His feeling was so broken, his heart felt squeezed. Really, it's very - very painful.

"All is arranged by God, baby. We just need to try and pray."

Salsa recalled the words Akza said as they discussed descent.

"It is only fitting that you are never enthusiastic if I discuss heredity, Mas. You already have it with another woman. Hahaha, stupidly you are Sa, you don't even know if your husband is double. His promise, his words also his vow all this time was just a joke. You ruined my life, Mom. You're a huge success!!"

Salsa drove his car fast. His feelings cannot be explained. He was angry, disappointed, hated that even all his trust in Azka had now disappeared instantly.

The woman continued to speed away with tears unceasingly drenching her cheeks. The journey that should be taken for two hours, only Salsa takes one hour. He's like an infidelity man.

Salsa decides not to return home, she heads for her parents' house.

Anya who saw the arrival of her daughter was very happy. He greeted Salsa with a smile. But the smile faded to see the face of the princess. It was even clear that Salsa had just cried.

"What's up, baby?."

Salsa shook her head, she hugged her Mama tightly.

"Let's go in first."

Anya took Salsa to her room, even the look asked the husband, Ignore. Danar followed them to the room. He also wanted to know what happened to his daughter.

"Now explain, what is it and why?."

Salsa was unmoved, it felt too painful to tell what she saw earlier. How Azka led the woman, even ....

"Ma, I-I ....!"

"Why are you, baby? Same story with Mama."

"Mas Azka ....!"

Brucks

"Salvu!!."

"Mas, call the doctor quickly!."

Danar rushes to his family doctor after laying his daughter in bed.

"What happened to our daughter, Mas?," asked Anya worriedly.

"It's gonna be okay, baby. Our salsa must be fine."

Not long after, Doctor Selly came. The middle-aged woman immediately examined Salsa.

"How's our daughter doing, doc?."

Doctor Selly smiled, "My guess, Miss Salsa is pregnant. But for more details, you can take her to the gynecologist."

Anya and Danar looked at each other, they smiled at this good news.

"I don't prescribe medication. I suggest you go to the hospital. Obgyn's doctor will provide the right medicine and vitamins for Miss Salsa."

"Thank you very much, doc."

Anya looked at Salsa who had been silent since. He was a little surprised, why did his daughter seem unhappy. Though Anya knew very well, Salsa was so craving for a baby.

"Darling, you look unhappy. Isn't this what you wanted all along? You will finally be a mother."

Salsa's cry broke, her heart crammed with a thousand sharp knives. Why when what Salsa hoped for was realized, bitter reality actually blocked everything. Can she be selfish and keep her husband when there are other women who also need Azka.

Anya and Danar are increasingly confused by Salsa's condition. Just a hug she could give as a mother. Anya did not want to ask, as she was sure Salsa would say it herself later.

"Darling, are you in trouble with your husband?" this time Danar asked.

Salsa looked at her parents with such a pitiful face.

"I-I have to how?."

"What do you mean, son? What really happened to you and Azka?."

"Mas Azka ... D-he'll also have another daughter!."

Deg

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Salsa is speculating itself. Is that really Azka's son?