Painful Marriage
CHAPTER 208

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"The boy has a nasab, Ib. I'm his father" Kevin replied.

"But the child from outside the marriage it-"

"Gue did it when we were in a marriage-halal relationship!" reply Kevin quickly cut Ibra's words.

Ibra. "I-I mean Lo?"

Kevin turned his head against the tears that were ready to fall again. "Because one thing I did was, Ib," said Kevin.

"Gue can tell who that woman is?" ask Ibra.

"Later you will know," replied Kevin staring far ahead.

"Keep now what makes you regret this?" ask Ibra again.

"Because I don't support all his struggles, Ib. I let him fight on his own until he finally chose to leave," replied Kevin mutely.

"He left because he was tired of fighting or"

"He left because of my words" said Kevin quickly with eyes that flush will all disappointment.

Ibra rubbed her face rough. Why is his best friend also following a fool like himself?

"Gue doesn't want advice for Lo, Vin. Because I'm no better than Lo. But one thing is certain, do not let Lo do not fight for responsibility, at least for the sake of the child who now knows where it exists," said Ibra sage.

Kevin just nodded in response to Ibra's words.

"Is this why you asked me to come here?" ask Ibra.

Kevin nodded. "Lo's the only place I've told you about, Ib," replied Kevin grimly.

Ibra. "Gue will be angry again if Lo does not tell the story and hold everything," said Ibra who was replied to a nod by Kenzo.

Ibra stood up from her seat. "Prove that Lo is a man" Ibra said, patting Kevin's shoulder gently and passing him out of Kevin's room.

Kevin looked at the back of Ibra who had disappeared from behind the door. His outstretched hand picked up something he always kept in his pants pocket. "Where are you, Sugar?" muttered Kevin sissily. Recalling how the woman chased after him so tenaciously made Kevin chuckle softly. "It's time for me to fight" said Kevin.

He knows he's a sinner, he knows he's a man far from perfect. Kevin is not a man of good religion, nor is he a man of perfect religion, but he knows what he is doing is strictly forbidden in his religion. He has abandoned God's most glorified being in his religion. "I sincerely accept that the rest of my life will run out for this regret" muttered Kevin grimly.

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Ibra entered his room. His eyes caught the figure of Dee who was still sitting on the bed with her eyes looking far ahead. It seems that the woman had not noticed Ibra's arrival.

"Honey," call Ibra soft.

Dee. The woman's tears fell as she looked into Ibra's eyes.

"Why you, honey?" ask Ibra worried.

"Who is Mas?" ask Dee slowly.

Ibra's forehead is wrinkled. "Who's what?" ibra asked confusedly.

"Who is Kak Kevin pregnant?" ask Dee again.

DEG

Ibra's heart beat fast to hear his wife's words. "You hear everything?" ask Ibra nervously.

Dee nodded. "Who's that woman, Mas?" ask Dee again.

Her heart ached hearing all the stories of Kevin Ibra from behind Kevin's bedroom door.

"So, when I wanted to call you to Brother Kevin's room, I accidentally heard everything, Mas. Sorry if I eavesdrop, Mom. But I don't regret what I did" Dee said.

Ibra sighed softly. He sat leaning on the head of the bed and brought the wife's body into his arms.

"Who's that woman, Mas?" dee asked again after being in Ibra's arms.

Ibra. "Kevin didn't say who the woman was, honey. But one thing is for sure, he regretted everything" Ibra said.

"You always take regret as a form to correct mistakes. Regret is useless if it's too late like this" Dee said.

"But at least regret can be a punishment, dear," replied Ibra.

"Punishment for you who are guilty, but suffering for the woman who is the victim of your selfishness!" dee said annoyed half to death. The woman wiped away her rough tears and released Ibra's embrace on her body.

"Where are you going, baby?" tanya Ibra saw Dee who got off the bed in a hurry.

"Sister Kevin," Dee replied briefly.

Ibra reflexively stood up and immediately held Dee's hand which was about to step out of the room. "Don't darling" Ibra said, detaining Dee.

"Everything should be clear, Mommy! Kevin's brother is too much!" said Dee.

"Everyone has got it wrong, everyone has a khilaf, he's already regretted it, and now he's going to start fighting, baby," Ibra said.

Dee inhaled a lot of air and let it out slowly. The woman tried to neutralize her emotions that were ready to overflow at any moment.

"What Kevin needs right now isn't direction or advice, honey. He just needs to be heard for all his complaints" Ibra said.

Ibra. "Not everyone who tells a story needs advice and input, dear. Sometimes he just needs to be heard. Because we don't know, it could be that the advice or input we give instead makes him worse," said Ibra softly to the wife.

"Why do you always hurt women?" tanya Dee looked into Ibra's eyes.

Ibra. He could not answer the question posed by Dee.

"Honey," call Ibra soft.

"Don't answer that God's destiny, Mas. Because human intervention can also direct God's destiny" Dee replied.

"Don't be mad at me, honey," whined Ibra.

"Who is angry with you? I'm just pissed off. The man I know no one good knows no! A once-traitorous husband, a son who used to disrespect women and demean one's religion simply because he considered himself more religious, and a son-in-law who had an unclear grudge against my son. And now, my husband's best friend whom I've considered my own brother, is also doing depraved prayers and taking no responsibility for what he's doing!" dee said at length.

"Sorry dear," said Ibra.

"Now I'm talking to Kevin first" Dee said.

"Tomorrow, honey. It's late" Ibra said, preventing Dee.

"I'm itching to know I don't want to say something to Kevin's sister!" dee said annoyed.

Without warning, Ibra held Dee ala bridal style and took the woman to bed. "It's time to carve a beautiful story in Turkey" said Ibra jahil.

Dee refused and grew annoyed with her husband. But with all the seduction and comfortable touch that Ibra gave, Dee was lulled and inevitably carried out her duties as a good and devoted wife.

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Morning has greeted. The big family was doing breakfast together with the voice of Sela who was always chattering.

"Mother, we're going to Cappadocia right?" ask Sela to make sure the plan that has been in the arrangement since far away will be implemented.

"Tomorrow, son. The weather in Cappadocia is no longer good, so the hot air balloon can't fly, son," Zahra said.

"Who is Mother?" ask Sela not to believe it.

"The weather in Cappadocia is no longer good, dear. There's Grandpa's men telling me, "' Kevin replied. Kevin did ask his men to monitor in Cappadocia. The weather in Cappadocia is never clear. And for that, before going to Cappadocia we have to survey first. Either directly or via the internet.

"When do you need to go there?" whining Sela with teary eyes.

"Tomorrow or the day after, son. We'll definitely be there. Today we're home first, yes," Zahra persuaded.

The child's lips curled down with tears that had been reminisced in his eyes.

Kenzo who saw it instantly stopped his breakfast and carried the child.

"So I'm going to get on a hot air balloon, Dad," the boy's cry broke out in his father's arms.

I don't know, the kid was just upset because what he was planning didn't work out well. To vent his regret, the child could only cry in order to feel a little relieved.

"Yes Dear. The weather is not good anymore, so you can't ride the air balloon now, son," said Kenzo gently trying to give understanding to his son.

"Why come here if you don't fly in a hot air balloon?" ask Sela again.

Zahra, who saw her husband in distress, calmed the child to her feet. "Let's be with me, Mas" said Zahra to take Sela from Kenzo's sling.

Kenzo shakes. "You eat first, honey. Our son is starving in his mother's stomach. Sela.let me calm down. You have breakfast with the others. I take Sela to the front first" said Kenzo gently and walked up to take Sela out of the house to distract the little girl.

All of them who saw Kenzo's attitude towards Zahra smiled happily. It looks so sincere and very loving. Nobody wants to interfere, they let the couple do their way.

While having breakfast, they continued to tell stories. "Zahra," call Murat.

"Yes Grandpa. Grandpa wants to go?" bargain Zahra who was about to get extra food for Murat.

Murat. "This is enough, son," said Murat.

"Let's go to the company, yeah. It's time everyone knew you as the heir to Turk Mucevher, son," Murat said.

"Can you still be the dreamer, Grandpa?" ask Zahra. It wasn't that the girl didn't want to, but she just wasn't ready to lead such a big company.

"Grandfather just wants the world to know you, son," Murat said.

"Zahra doesn't need that, Grandpa. Having a family like this alone Zahra is happy," said Zahra subtly.

"But Nak-"

"Don't force Zahra, Grandpa" said Zahra pleading with her shoulder.

Murat sighed softly. "But then you go to the company to look around, yeah. And Grandpa doesn't want you to refuse this time!" murat said firmly.

Zahra sighed and nodded. "Okay Grandpa," replied Zahra obediently.

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