
The couple still threw gazes at each other. Both of their bodies were locked in the sound of breaths being heard.
Nisha couldn't believe what she heard. Agam is a man he trusts. When everyone was not on his side, it was Agam who became his shield. Agam always stands in the vanguard. He only has Agam, and Agam does.
But it seems that Agam's words just now were not toys, his gaze was like sprinkling poison that made all the cells of Nisha's body die.
"Mas...?" lirih Nisha is still trying to resist. He hoped that Agam was just making jokes.
"Anna, indeed my biological child." said Agam still the same. His eyes fell this time. Remorsefully. He did not expect to be caught into this situation, which made him like a criminal.
Nisha's tears began to fall, she could no longer hold back. His cry began to tighten and his breath stinged.
"You don't lie to me..! You don't make me such a fool..! You hurt me to know? Joking around you is painful..!" his sobbing while beating Agam's arm. The paper of the DNA test results until it crumpled in his grip.
Agam just silent, it turns out that it is true, covering the lie with other lies will even cause greater destruction.
"Sorry,Nisha... I'm sorry..." Agam tried to hold Nisha's hand, he knew it would not be enough to calm Nisha's raging heart.
Nisha brushed aside Agam's hand, he pecked for a moment with a loud sigh. His chest could hardly be made to breathe.
"Who is..? Who is that filthy woman who gave birth to your child..?!" the pressure held back tears.
"Brain cancer..? You lied about that too?Are you still in contact with him? And why did you bring the child of the affair home?! Didn't you think about how I felt when I brought the kid? You even told her to call me mama..? You really don't have a heart!"
Nisha's cry grew louder when she recalled her struggle to get a surrogate uterus, in order to give Agam a chance to have offspring. "Is that why you always say it's okay to have no children with me, because you already have children with other women?"
It hurt so much, his voice was almost gone, his breathing was so tight considering all this. The one he trusted the most, was precisely thrusting the sharpest dagger.
"Darling..."
"Don't call me that.!! So disgusting..!" Tukas Nisha with a burning glare.
"We go home first.. I'll explain everything at home."
Agam drove his car as fast as possible. His mind is divided. But it can not be compared with what Nisha felt. The woman cried as much as she could along the way, holding her painful chest.
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In front of the house, Ambar was watering his plants while singing cheerfully. He was very happy to imagine his youngest son who was about to get married. Hopefully, he can get a grandson from Yasmine and Lukka, so that he does not disturb the household of Nisha and Agam.
If remembered, terbesit in his mind guilt towards Nisha. As he grew older, he realized that everything that happened to Nisha was beyond his will.
When he saw Agam's car arriving, he immediately ran to give happy news about Lukka.
"Games.., Nisha..!" he screamed while running small.
The two men turned their heads, with the look of a troubled face and a puffy face. Seeing that made the curiosity Ambar rise.
"You guys why..?" Ambar watched her swollen and swollen daughter-in-law's face.
"Ma, we're going in first." Closing the car door, then moving from there.
"Yes. yeah..." Ambar nodded, he locked up the intention to talk about Lukka.
"We talked to my mom too, Mom. Mama should know. I'll also be straightforward, that I want a divorce with you."
Ambar became increasingly curious, especially when he heard the word divorce. "What's the matter exactly? Nisha, what's the matter?"
"No problem, this is good news. I congratulate you, because you have a grandchild." Nisha was already upset, she wanted everyone to know that her husband was a traitor.
"No, my mother's granddaughter is already very big. Anna, she's my mom's granddaughter. Mas Agam's son and his mistress!"
"WHAT..??" Ambar turned his back, it was impossible for Agam to do such a dirty thing, until he had a child.
The three of them went into the house, and discussed what Ambar had just heard. As a mother, she was shocked to hear her son do such a thing.
"Who...? Who's the woman you're sleeping with..!!" Ambar hit his son's shoulder with the cushion of the sofa.
Nisha cried again, her tears could not stop, but her eyeballs were already sore.
"He's a former resident doctor at our hospital. Her name is Sandra." I really can't believe it, it has to be unraveled without preparation.
"It must be very fun, having an affair with your own partner" said Nisha smiling disgustedly, in an instant the man she had been glorifying, turned into dirt that even to see him was very disgusted.
"Games..! I want to have grandchildren, but this is not the way! You were in a dark relationship until you had a child, with someone from our hospital? You don't think about your papa's reputation?!"
"Ma, can you hear me first? I'm not that dirty. I'm not that stupid, who wants to sleep with just any woman! I slept with him conscious."
PLAQUE...!!
A powerful slap landed from Ambar's hand. All his life, only this time he played hands with his son. As a mother, she felt she had failed to educate her child. He tells Agam to divorce Nisha. But he never told Agam to keep the woman behind. He cannot tolerate any form of betrayal.
"Nisha, I do love you. Loves you so much. But sorry, before that I loved Sandra."
The more broken Nisha heard that, the pain was 100 times more painful than when she had the accident.
"Until now..?" lirih Nisha could not help but cry.
"No, now I just love you. I've stopped loving her for a long time." Agam knelt down, holding Nisha's knee while bowed.
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Long before his match with Nisha, Agam was already in love with a girl named Sandra.
They dated from semester 2, until graduating from college. Sandra is an underprivileged village girl, she is often even in the bully, because her clothes are the most shabby.
After graduating from college, Agam and Nisha became resident doctors at the same hospital. However, due to her different social status, Sandra discourages Agam from informing her of their relationship. So they were dating secretly.
Year after year passed. Their relationship remains lasting, they even often meet in resident dormitories. Both became surgeons. But the difference is, Agam works only to continue the family business, while Sandra works to support the family. That's why Sandra doesn't want their relationship to be revealed. What people say, the son of a professor, the successor of a hospital, is dating a girl from a poor family.
Until the time Agam matured, his parents betrothed him to a girl of choice. The girl from a distinguished family, who was on equal footing with them, was Nisha.
I talked to Sandra. If Sandra wants to marry him, she will reject the marriage. He will marry Sandra even if she has to be kicked out of the house. She loves Sandra very much.
Sandra disappeared without any news. He moved to work, he deleted Agam's number, and ended it all. Making Agam very frustrated, so inevitably he had to accept an arranged marriage with Nisha.
Be their marriage bland without love, without affection. A marriage that is just a cover. But it didn't last long. Two years of living together, Agam begins to love Nisha. He had begun to forget Sandra, although sometimes still often imagined her face.
In the fifth year of their marriage, Nisha was pregnant with their first child. Agam attended a community service program in one of the villages. He became one of the volunteers there.
But who would have thought he was reunited with Sandra, as a fellow volunteer doctor. The embers of love that simply extinguished, churned back when they met. I forgot everything when I saw Sandra. He has not forgotten how much he loves Sandra.
While others are preparing a place to live. Agam and Sandra met in one of the volunteer medical rooms. They chatted, throwing gazes off each other, exchanging touching stories, until finally Agam lost his boundaries. The desire to have Sandra is still attached to him, so he can not resist.
That night, the volunteer medical room witnesses the heat of Agam's still-buried love. He forgets his marriage, he doesn't remember his wife, he doesn't even think about his future son. That night he released his love which Sandra had long taken away.
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