PRISON LOVE For STELLA
JUAN HONESTY
A few days ago, Juan planned to give Stella a sleeping pill. So that he can take the birthright of the child in the womb of the woman he married. However, seeing the inner wounds suffered by this woman, Juan could not bear. He also decided to abandon his intentions.
Tonight as usual, Juan was busy with some work that was delayed. Since Stella became part of his life, Juan has spent more time at home. Because taking care of this woman and her baby is a promise she made to herself.
The dark past Juan had felt, made him a man who could not allow anything bad to happen to anyone. Especially a creature called a baby. Juan had a very painful experience with babies.
Juan had lost two people he loved dearly because of his carelessness. The couple and their future baby died in an accident. The woman pursued Juan, who at that time could not control her emotions due to the insults she received from her lover's parents.
This handsome man stared at the photo of the woman who once filled his heart. The woman who had been kept neatly in her heart. Juan did not want to forget the ayu woman, but he also did not want to close himself to step in order to organize his life.
Juan smiled as he stroked the beautiful photo he had in his hand. Focus, until not realizing Stella had finished bathing and now the woman was sitting in bed watching her strange behavior.
Stella knows how the relationship between her and Juan is intertwined. Stella felt that she had no right to forbid Juan to admire other women. Though religiously and legally he was entitled to Juan. Stella was just afraid of being wrong. Afraid that Juan turned around to ask on the basis of what he asked. Remember, this marriage is intertwined because it is purely a debt of return.
Stella glanced back at the man who was still smiling as she stroked the photo. In Stella's heart, there was little question that stuck. It could be his wife, his girlfriend or maybe the woman he admires. Ah, I don't know, that obviously secretly Stella's heart wants to know.
Juan realizes that Stella keeps stealing glances at him. Relaxed, and as if there was nothing, Juan asked. "His bath?"
Stella nodded.
"Would you eat now what?" juan asked while returning a frame containing a photo of a woman who might be Juan's lover.
"I'm not a lager" Stella replied as she tidied up her hair.
"Yes I know you're not a laper, but he is!" juan replied while looking at Stella's stomach.
Stella also looked at her queen's stomach and took a deep breath.
Juan knew that Stella would be lazy with him. Because he counted men who were too overprotective about their pregnancy.
"Eat, a little bit is okay. Let you guys be healthy, oia tomorrow I've made an appointment with the obstetrician. Tomorrow's check time. Okay," said Juan, this man looks to turn off the laptop and also tidy up his belongings. Then he walked over to Stella.
"Please," Stella replied as she shifted her body.
"Don't you want to know who the girl on the frame is?" juan asked, looking in full detail at Stella. This woman also returned that gaze. It was meaningful to Juan.
"I have no right to interfere in your personal affairs, Juan." Stella tightly closed the bath towel on the chest that was still on her body.
"I'm sorry about this Ste, for God's sake I have no intention of asking back what I've given you. From the very bottom of my heart, I was sincerely born giving it. But when I see you desperate. Seeing you want to end my life, made me remember her." Juan still lowered his head. It was clear how broken this man was when he told a piece of the story he had.
"Is she your wife?" ask Stella.
"Not, or rather not yet," Juan replied honestly.
"Then? Who's she?" Stella looked curious.
"I've made a very fatal mistake, Ste. I've done dirty things. I was 22 years old then. He is the same. We have been sharing stories since we first entered college. That night, my friends and I attended a party. I only drank a little, probably because I never drank. It's early. Felt we had done it there was finally a time where we were khilaf. We repeated the incident many times until she got pregnant." Juan's voice sounded hoarse, like there was regret enveloping him.
Stella was silent, this woman was trying to be a good listener for her husband.
"I still intend to take responsibility for my mistakes Ste. Anyway, the baby is my son. My flesh-blood. The wrong thing was me and my mom. He doesn't know anything" Juan added. It was obvious sadness that was enveloping his heart. Now Stella understood why Juan was so arrogant towards her. She just wanted to save the baby. Not pressuring him with what Juan had told him.
"Then, where is he now?" ask Stella.
"He and my baby have left me forever Ste." Juan rubbed his face water. Tears were seen wetting his thighs.
"You can!" looks like Stella doesn't want to half-understand this.
"That night, I came to his house. Intend to marry. Intended to take responsibility for all the mistakes I've ever made, but her parents won't take responsibility from me. They insulted me. Insulting my family. I didn't accept it, I left without saying anything. Safira chased me and she didn't see any cars on the left, which was the end of Ste's life. The end of our love journey. I'm sorry Ste, I shouldn't have left at that time, I should have listened to the hainanan for her sake, for our baby's sake, for our love. I'm sorry Ste, for God's sake I'm sorry." Juan was no longer able to stem the sense that gnawed at his soul. This man was crying in silence and Stella could only see and listen to what this man was saying. Stella can't do anything.
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