Not Wanting (So) the Second
Chapter 5: The Thief?

"Who's divorced...?" Agam looked at the two women with his gaze.

"Here, mama's friend... Ordinary women if they meet for sure gossip. Is that Nisha..?" Ambar so quickly covered up Agam's curiosity. Behind his bag, he squeezed Lukka's legs so as not to carelessly talk again.

"Yes, Mas. heheheh because mama brought our black forest so forget that Mas is still hiding."

Agam immediately joined them, then sat in the middle between Nisha and her mother. They also enjoy a snack at night while chatting warmly, discussing work and discussing many other things.

Nisha is full of things to hide. He had to cover up a threaded wound, as a result of the words of his mother-in-law. The woman also became one of the strong encouragement, why Nisha wanted to find someone's womb.

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Today we have a morning task. At first he wanted to try to put a tie on his own, but after a few tries, he gave up.

"Darling..." Call Agam softly echoed, the big house that is silent is indeed easy to reflect sound.

Nisha who was arranging the contents of her closet immediately rushed to the husband.

"Sorry, I forgot..." She smiled softly.

"I've tried putting it up myself, but it looks like this tie is just obedient to your fingers." Agam pulled up Nisha's waist, wrapping his sturdy arm on that slender waist.

Nisha smiled sweetly, she even teased her husband by gently stroking Agam's neck.

"Don't fuck me, baby.. I can't cancel today's schedule." Agam's whisper, Nisha's little touch, made his mind go down.

"I'm not fishing..." Reply spoiled Nisha, he even more launched an action to destroy Agam. Both of his hands were coiled gently at the nape of the husband.

"You want revenge?" Agam took off Nisha's arms, he fought as hard as body and soul. So as not to be mired by the charming smile of the wife.

Agam day period makes Nisha receive SP1, because of his appeal that invites Nisha to fight in bed. He knew it was Nisha's attempt at revenge.

Nisha's wide smile shrank, the sparkling look of her eyes was soft and sweet.

"Mas.., what about what I said back then?" Nisha bowed, gently stroking her husband's chest.

Without asking, looking at Nisha's expression, Agam already knew where the wife was talking. "Darling..?"

Agam raised Nisha's chin, looking a thin puddle in the corner of her eye. But the woman still showed a faint smile.

"Are you unhappy just living alone with me?" Agam rubbed his wife's chin gently with his thumb.

"I'm very happy Mas.. Very happy..." Answer raucously.

"Then why? Didn't I tell you, if you want a child, let's adopt. How much do you want? I won't mind, honey..."

Nisha kissed her lips, looking at the man she loved so much. "I want a child from your seed, Mas. Your son, the man I love so much..."

"Darling..."

"That can't have that child I'm Mas..." Cut Nisha in a soft tone.

Agam let go of his embrace, looking from the expression, Agam disagreed with Nisha's request.

"I'm leaving..." His words were flat, he was completely inexhaustible with the words of Nisha.

She knew Nisha wanted a child, and so did she. But they promised, right? To accept each other, to love each other.

If he heeded Nisha's request, wouldn't that hurt Nisha so much? He knew that no woman would share, let alone the seed of her husband. She loves Nisha very much, she wants to make Nisha happy. But this is not the right way.

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During the break, Agam took the time to go to one of the Private Bank branches. One of his debit cards was blocked, as Lukka kept pressing the wrong code while shopping at the Mall yesterday.

Whether Lukka gets the Agam card from where, the big boy is indeed easy to imitate the actions of others. The nanny who was watching him yesterday didn't even know it was Agam's debit card.

"Good day, how can we help you?" Welcome Mr. Satpam, while Agam enters the Bank.

Pak Satpam directly deliver Agam, to Customer Service. After that Agam was immediately directed to go to the consultation room.

"Good day, someone can..." The woman behind the consultant's desk immediately stared, as the corner of her eye recognized a stranger.

Agam was just as surprised, he looked around. Pay attention to the business card hanging on the neck of the Consultant.

"Yasmine.., Aurora? Stealing is your side job?" He looked very nervous, remembering that unlucky moment. The moment he almost lost his wallet.

"Yasmine AUZORA, are your ears still not working?" Ketus Yasmine pressed her sentence, she stared intently at the man.

"You have a decent enough job, why steal?"

"You're here to ask that? You're Detectives?"

"I'm here for this" Agam pulled out a card with his savings book. "But looking at your face, I was curious. How can a Bank consultant steal?"

"Don't you know that accusing someone without evidence is punishable by criminal law?" Ketus Yasmine gnashed her teeth. With a smoldering face, he kept checking Agam's debit card. The tapping of his finger on the computer button even sounded very loud.

"I lost two wallets before, 6 to 8 million in cash..."

"You have proof..?!" Once again Yasmine stabbed Agam with her gaze. How dare the man with the mouth of trash accuse himself. If it wasn't working, Yasmine's feet would have already floated.

"I'll bring you the proof soon." Said Agam returning the sharp gaze of the girl. He won't just let go of the thief.

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The Harapan Hospital...

Nisha and the other Doctors ran to the hospital room in 2005. They were told that the patient was having an emergency. The patient was none other than Yasmine's mother.

"All vital signs of the patient are decreased, Doctor." Said one of the nurses.

"Defribilators." Pinta Nisha quickly, in just seconds. The patient's heart rate drops to Zero.

Repeatedly Nisha triggers the patient's heartbeat, in order to return immediately. But the result is nil. Saturation is even declining.

No response, Nisha continued to pump the heart manually using both hands. But unfortunately, the patient who had been lying down Five years did not respond at all.

Nisha raised her hand, her face pias and kelu. Delivering sad news is not easy for a Doctor. When they had to deliver the news, they had indirectly failed to give hope to the patient and his family.

"At 14:15, the patient had died. Call the guard immediately."

"Okay, Doctor." Said one of the nurses.

Some Doctors and other Nurses also release all the tools attached to the patient's body.

While Nisha was unmoved, she stared straight at the patient, who had now become the corpse. He imagined how futile all the efforts Yasmine had put in all this time. But on the other hand he was relieved, because finally the patient was free from the extension of pain.

30 Minutes later...

"Mother...!" Yasmine exclaimed as soon as she arrived at the nursery. He fell next to his mother's body.

Five years he fostered the belief that the mother would return. For five years he fought day and night for his mother's recovery. He does anything, anything that he can cure his mother. In the hope that one day good destiny will come.

"Mother, wakeup... Mom, don't leave me...!" Yasmine cried as she pleased, smirking her mother's hand. Hands that no longer have warmth. The hand is now cold.

"Mother.., don't leave me..! I still need mom.. I can't do it without mom..."

Now he is truly alone. No more shelter. The hand that he used to melt tired, now the hand can no longer give him warmth.

Watching that, Nisha's heart was filled. He patted Yasmine's shoulder. As the one who had lost her mother, Nisha understood this pain.

Why is life so unfair? There is no complete happiness. All the luxuries that seemed, even had endless flaws.

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