Pursuing the Love of my Maid
12. Still not be

“Akh .. it hurts so much. Is there a piece of glass in it? Oh, I have to perpetuate this before I clean it up, let it be. This time I will not just shut up Cla,” Abimana said as she reached into her phone and began to capture images of wounds and blood still flowing in her temple.

“Oh yes, Manda. Manda, he must be willing to bear witness to this quarrel and persecution. Yes, there must be a witness or he will turn back the facts.” Abiman devised a plan and finished taking pictures of her and followed Amanda.

As usual, after the fight, Clarissa would not go straight home. He would definitely leave for days on calming grounds

selves. She did not want to hurt her husband again, that was the reason.

Geck!

Geck!

Geck!

“Manda, Nda!” call Abimana by knocking on her maid's door.

“What else did he call me, he said he didn't want to be treated,” muttered Amanda who was walking near the door. He opened the door but only raised his head.

“What's up Sir?” ask Amanda without opening the door.

“Why the wound has not been treated, why left like that?” think Amanda.

“Can I come in? I have something important to talk to you about. This is very important,” pinta Abimana who is trying to get Amanda on his side.

Amanda was actually lazy to help Abimana. However, he recalled that when the younger brother entered the hospital only Abimana was willing to lend a helping hand. Yes .. although after that, Clarissa collect the payment from the money her husband has poured.

“Come.” Amanda invited and Abiman just walked in. His eyes are fixed on the mattress that is still bent and looks completely never used.

“What's up? why see that bed, sir? Want to ask him back?” ask Amanda who was right about Abimana's heart. She recalled the day where she even forbade the woman to eat in with food from her kitchen.

“Who? Who wants to take it again? I wonder why you don't want to wear it?” chirps Abimana who momentarily forgot his main focus.

Amanda smiled in anguish. “I am afraid, later if I wear it Father will bring it up just as good as you have given to my family.”

The answer from Amanda certainly directly hit the heart and mind of an Abhimana Dipta. “Ah, fuck. That's apparently because he doesn't want to use my gift.”

“You're too baper. Oh, come on, I'm not here for that. I came to ask you to bear witness to what happened today. You want ‘kan?” Abimana asked with hopeful eyes.

“Tests? Witness to what Clarissa did. Then I .. ah, I want to feel like I'm rejecting this so he's in trouble. But ... later he must complain to mom about my cuey attitude.” Thought Amanda who then nodded slowly.

“What is it? You can't talk? Why just nod?” ask Abimana.

“Iya, I'll help.” Amanda answered flatly. He sat down and ignored Abimana.

“Hei! I hurt Manda. Shouldn't you be helping your employer to treat this?” ask Abimana.

“It won't be ethical to touch my hand. This hand of mine is not the hand of a doctor who can do the doctor's visa. If you really want to process all this you should immediately do a visa and raise the report,” said Amanda indifferently without wanting to see the face of Abimana.

“Oh gosh …! See that his speech style is so indifferent. Why is he so annoying. Rarely talk but once talk always makes me die a flea. He was right that I had to go to the hospital and do a visa. Tonight too I will make a report on these injuries Amanda,” Abimana said.

In the morning, when Abimana was enjoying breakfast and Amanda was wiping the glass. Clarissa came with a summons for a police check. It did not take long, indeed, all night Abimana did not come home, he met with the attorney of law and made a report.

That certainly made Clarissa go on a rampage. Usually Abhimana will not fight at all. But this time he rebelled and it made Amanda feel cornered.

“What does this mean!” clarissa snapped with her voice so loud that her voice echoed through the dining room.

Abimana smiled obliquely and looked down at Clarissa's attitude. Seeing the attitude of Abhimana who underestimated Clarissa increasingly ascended. He's getting mad

and break the table.

“What does it mean! You don't love me anymore until you make this report?” clarissa snapped again with her guts and loud voice.

“Love? What kind of love do you mean? A love that freely persecutes a partner on the grounds that it cannot control emotions? I knew

Cla, you have NPD. You have a mental disorder! You are crazy!” pekik Abimanah.

Amanda held the dinner knife at the dinner table. He was provoked and wanted to commit another crime. He is the least debased. His self-esteem is hurt when others learn of his madness and mental breakdown.

“Listen Abi, we love each other. Have I ever been angry that we never had any problems? And look at me, all this time I've been helping your business, I'm the wife who helps the family finances and this

your reply? You want me to be in jail?” Clarissa is manipulating

Abimeem.

Yes, things like this are often used by people with NPD. They shamelessly prided themselves and brought up everything they had done for us. Yes, people with NPD are those who are not grateful and do not know gratitude, always bring up and demand more. This is what made Abimana sick.

“Why? yes I want to do all that because in your story I am the villain. I'm villain! And now what? you think I can't bear to love you too much? ****! It was just a lie. I never really loved you! Don't you think I don't know your game with Markus!”

Dumbstruck. Clarissa was stunned to hear the words of Abimana, her husband. Her husband whom she had been the host and had only used without her being truly loved finally knew about the reality, where she was playing with her own husband Oom.

Clarissa went berserk, she threw a vase of flowers and whatever was on the table. Abimana got out of the way and she didn't expect Clarissa to go crazy by sticking a knife into Abimana's back when her husband

it turned around the body to avoid its rampage. Amanda recorded all of those events in her memory.

Clarissa was completely unaware that Amanda was standing by the curtain that covered half the window because Amanda was also hiding. Seeing Abimana fall, Clarisa instead of feeling guilty, she gets even more brutal. He hit Abimana with a dining table chair.

Hearing the noise, the security guard came in and immediately stopped Clarissa's crazy actions. Abimana was unconscious with a head wound and a stab in his back. Even when evacuated to the hospital, the knife was still stuck in his back.

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“Mother alone who accompanied Mr. Abi yes, I am lazy Bu,” Amanda said by phone when she waited for Abimana.

“Not Nduk, you should. I still can't walk long. You just wait until his extended family comes,” said aunt Ninik.

“Why should I? Ah, but seeing her being brutally assaulted like that also made me unbearable. Apparently all this time she was married to a person with a mental disorder? Is this because he wants me to shut up? She doesn't want her life and mine to be threatened?” thought Amanda while observing her employer and her hand rubbed her stomach.