Sharing Love: Between Us
Chapter.47 Genesis
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Radit drove his car very quickly, he ignored all the swearing and annoyance of the other riders.
"Hold, baby .. soon we'll be here!" one of Radit's hands clasped the lemgan of his wife who was enduring the pain.
"Mas, this hurts so much" said Mala, her eyes already looking very cute, with sweaty hair soaking up her pale face.
Fresh blood ceaselessly flowed, from his intimate area.
"Yes dear, forgive me .. forgive me," muttered Radit with deep regret.
Fifteen minutes later, they were already in the hospital's IGD room.
"Sorry, you are prohibited from entering, please wait outside," said politely one of the sisters who pushed the Mala barangkar.
Radit nodded weakly, he sat pensively in one of the waiting chairs in the emergency room.
his memory goes back to a moment ago, when he and his wife were having a great debate, due to a trivial matter.
Problems, which they should be able to solve well. But because of the ego and anger that enveloped their hearts, until it happened.
The incident that made Mala, finally had to be rushed to the hospital.
Flashbacks...
Brakes....
Pyars...
Radit kicked the fitting of a large-sized flower nearby.
"What the fuck are you, Mom! You don't accept me block number first wife, why, Mas? Didn't you say you didn't love him anymore?!" mala said, with emotions that have been provoked, her breath hunting because of emotions that have peaked.
"Yes, I'm selfish! I don't want to share it with her, I'm afraid you'll turn to her, I'm afraid you're leaving me and our child" Mala rubbed her stomach.
"Don't you say that your household is only because of your father, Mas? ... Then why should you be angry, at me?!" mala shouted with her husband's face pointed.
"She's still my wife, Mala! In the past, I didn't love him anymore. But that doesn't mean I'm taking responsibility for him. Anyway-"
"What's up, Mom?!" the tears had already flowed down the pregnant woman's face.
"I just realized, it turns out I still love him very much" said Radit, honestly.
All this time he felt no more feelings for his first wife.
He felt bored with the longer relationship, the more tasteless, in addition to the absence of offspring that adorn the household.
Until finally he decided to look for a challenge again, by approaching other women.
However, now .. when he saw Ayu approached by another man, he realized that the taste was still there.
He didn't want to lose that woman.
The woman he married two years ago.
The woman he had betrayed his trust and hurt his heart...
However, he never once asked for compensation or avenged what he had done to his first wife.
Yes, for a few weeks now, as long as Ayu has not contacted him again, he feels that there is less.
His life feels incomplete. But the sense of ego and happiness because it will get offspring from his second wife, makes him ignore the others.
Mala shook her head, while covering her mouth with her palm. Surprised by what she heard from her husband.
"No.. You must be lying, right, Mom?" with tears flowing.
Radit.
"I just realized it, and I decided I wouldn't let go of Ayu" Radit said.
"You must accept all my decisions, willingly or unwillingly,"
"No, I won't. I don't want to!" yelled Mala hysterically.
"You're bad, Mum! You broke your promise to me,"
"Didn't you promise to divorce Ayu if I was pregnant with your child? Why are you lying now, Mom? Why?!" Ayu pushed forward, brutally hitting the chest of the husband's field.
She loved her husband very much.
Trapped in persuading the man in front of him, to betray his own best friend.
"Shut up...!" radit snapped with a raised voice.
His hand held the blow that Mala threw, clutching the wife's arm tightly, until Mala grimaced with pain.
"Let go, Mas .. is sick," said Mala, trying to take her hands off.
"You don't need to protest much, this has been my decision, and up to any time I will never let Ayu out of my life" Radit said, letting go of her hand, he turned around to leave Mala.
Bugh....
Aakhs....
Mala screamed in pain as she fell to her seat, due to the encouragement of her husband.
Radit immediately turned around, and how surprised he was, seeing the face of the wife who was already pale.
"Mas, sick," Mala said again, with a voice that began to weaken.
"Darling, what's wrong with you?" Radit tried to carry his wife. However, one of his hands sensed that there was something different there.
His hands felt lebab. Radit started to raise his hand back.
"Astagfirullah .. blood!" radit said with trembling hands and reddened eyes.
Radit immediately took Mala into the car, with guilt and worry that made him very sorry.
In addition, the groaning sound of the wife who increasingly makes himself in the daze of anxiety.
Why is he always unable to resist emotions, causing regret in the end?
That thought, which was now raging inside his head.
Flash back off
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Elsewhere, in a mansion, a middle-aged couple, had just arrived at the child's house.
"Eh, Mama, Papah," said Elena to welcome the arrival of the in-laws.
Kiss his second hand, and cuddle with his mother-in-law.
"Why don't you tell me if you want to come here, let Mas Ansel pick you up," said Elena, as she walked along, into the house.
"No, we know your husband is very busy. This is your father from yesterday said his feelings were always not calm, eating him he wanted to meet with Ansel," said the mother-in-law.
"We're fine, Mas Ansel is fine too. But now he's still in the hospital" Elena said.
Inwardly, he was at a loss to explain what to his two in-laws.
Whether she should come clean with Ayu's whereabouts, or hide it and let her own husband explain it all.
"It's almost maghrib? Why is he still in the hospital? Doesn't he usually come home at four in the afternoon?" asked Lary, with a deep frown.
Elena linked her two fingers together, masking the uneasiness of the two middle-aged people in front of her.
'How about this, I have to tell you the truth?' inner Elena.
"El," call Arumi who sees her daughter-in-law daydreaming.
"Eh, i-yes, Ma?" I was nervous about that beautiful woman.
The two middle-aged people glanced at each other, questioningly, at the attitude shown by the son-in-law.
'It seems that something was covered by my son-in-law, ' both inner.
"What's up, El? Did Ansel do anything to you, hem?" the middle-aged woman turned to sit next to the son-in-law.
"N-no, Ma. Mas Ansel never did anything bad to me," Elena said.
"Then, why baby?" the question was soft again, rubbing Elena's arm that felt cold and moist.
"Mas ... Mas Ansel was just, a lot of work, Mah," reason Elena.
"All right, then. Now you call your husband and tell him to come home" Lary ordered.
"But, Dad,"
"Nothing but, El. Call now, or Papah will call himself?" said Lary sharply, interrupting the words of the son-in-law.
"Well, Dad," said Elena taking the phone on the table.
In his heart he cursed, his stupidity that always could not lie.
"Use the plug, Papah wants to hear,"
Elena stiffened back.
"Yes, what's wrong?" Ansel's voice came from there.
"It looks like I'm going to stay at the hospital again, because Nindi can go home tomorrow morning" Ansel continued, before Elena had not had time to speak.
"You don't papa, do you, baby?" ask the husband again.
There was a little noise there, it seemed like Ansel was in the hospital cafeteria.
"I-yes, Mas" said Elena, according to a gesture given by her in-laws.
"Yes, I'm closing up, baby. I love you" said born Ansel before saying hello and the phone connection was cut off.
"Who's Nindi?"
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