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It was almost before nightfall that I reached Jakarta, the crowded streets hindering my steps to meet Micah.
I quickly walked to the boarding house where he lived, I'm sure at this hour he must have gone home from work.
I set my feet very excited and happy, many hands that I brought for him. But the hope of meeting him soon vanished, according to the security guard who guarded the house Micah was returning to his hometown because his father had an accident
I don't know why the restless feeling is getting worse, I'm afraid this is a bad sign.
My mind is so upset, the biggest one is Dilla.
Yeah, that girl must know Micah's hometown address! he was Micah's best friend since he was in the village. Anyway I have to meet him as soon as possible, my feeling is very very very unpleasant .
In the end I went to Yogyakarta on an economy class night train with Dilla, because it was the only vehicle left at night. If I get on a plane I have to wait 8 am, I can't afford to be patient anymore.
At 11 pm we set off, although the whole journey was quite excruciating for me but it's okay, this is not comparable to the torment of bad premonitions that raged in my mind.
By morning we had reached the city, it took 40 minutes to get to the hospital where his father was being treated.
There I met a middle-aged man who was lying weak and a teenage girl who was none other than the father and sister of my girl.
Dilla introduced me to them, I'm grateful they received me so well.
I looked for my girl's whereabouts but it turned out that she had come home to rest.
But somehow my feelings got more and more chaotic, then suddenly a middle-aged woman who was none other than the mother of my girl and a man in his 30s came to give bad news.
His father's accident was the work of a young man in the village who was obsessed with making my girl his third wife.
Rika who is the sister of my girl immediately called her brother, but all she could get was the sound of a cry for help from Micah.
My chest is getting crowded, I immediately contacted Jhon to track down my girl's cell phone signal.
Dilla and I immediately headed to where Micah's GPS signal was on the man's motorcycle with Micah's mother.
The signal was stopped at a plantation and Dilla found Micah's cell phone in a bush, not only that I found a wooden stick covered in blood.
My body is shaking, I don't know what feeling is raging inside of me. Between anger, fear, all mixed into one.
Luckily with Dilla's knowledge we found a rice storage warehouse belonging to the young man's family which was not far from the location of the wooden stick found.
I immediately broke down the locked door from the inside, and I was so angry to see what was in front of me.
A burning feeling filled my whole heart, an emotion overrunning my soul seeing my beloved woman stained with a troubling condition, that man was truly vile. He could have done that with a woman who roared in tears and was covered in blood on her forehead and groin.
My common sense instantly disappeared, I finished off the man blindly using all the energy I had.
If Dilla hadn't awakened me, I might have been a murderer by then.
I immediately hugged the girl who owned my heart, I immediately took her to the hospital.
My heart was devastated to see his condition, after he realized I hoped he could recover soon and be happy with my existence, but that was only my hope.
My girl was depressed because of the events that happened to her, all day long she just silently stared blankly and sometimes she screamed at me like a person who had lost his sanity.
My heart was so sore and painful to see it like that, I regret not coming sooner.
"Sorry, I failed to protect you"
Those words were always on my mind, I failed to protect her, what kind of man am I!
Day by day, no matter what happens, I will not leave his side. Until finally his soul condition improved, but he refused to be close to me.
He became a closed person, even tend to ignore me.
I see, he did it because he felt it was inappropriate for me.
Though my feelings never less for him, even I became more loving him.
Our tough days passed, until he finally received my proposal.
I really love her, whatever I will do for her.
even though I am not a perfect husband, even I cannot support his mind. But I will fight my hardest to be a full man, even though this is all very difficult.
Honestly, I don't mean to keep all of this a secret from him, I'm just afraid he won't accept me and leave me if he finds out that I'm a g** guy**, I can't imagine my life without him.
I am determined to recover from my condition in any way.
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Dilla was pensive to hear an explanation from Max, she quite understood the state of Max. The man had sacrificed everything for his best friend, even the man's love for his best friend could not be doubted.
But what if his best friend finds out? Can Micah accept it? he must be very disappointed, especially he knew that his best friend was most anti with people who strayed for him.
After careful thought with all the risks, Dilla finally decided to pretend not to know, she also did not want Micah back depressed if she knew the state of her husband.
"All right, but I'm asking you to change immediately or be honest with Micah whatever the risk!" Said Dilla who occasionally massaged her forehead.
"Thank you Dilla, I'm really grateful to you. I promise to recover soon and be a good husband to her!" Max said softly, the man's face looked pale.
"Max, Willa!"
Strangling someone who was none other than Jerry, the man came panting with a panicked looking face.
"M-Mikha critical!"
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