Should We Divorce?
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"Congratulations, Antares. A very remarkable achievement could make his own wife hurt until she lay weak in the hospital."

"Loe's the most jerk I've ever known. No husband is more a jerk than you."

"If I only give him disappointment, then you give him suffering, betrayal, and also endless wounds by indirectly killing your future son."

"What's wrong Serena is actually the same loe? How big of a mistake was you going to get back this bad?"

"Serena said she loved her husband. He wants to keep your feelings."

"I knew at the time that Serena's love was no longer mine, it belonged to the man she had been trying to love for five years and she finally managed to do it."

"At that time I want to straighten out if you misunderstand me, Serena and I were never as close as before, we're pure temenan."

"What the hell are you doing, Antares? What do you do with Anyelir and Serena can be like this? Not enough revenge? Not enough of all the suffering you've been giving? Should I add this too? Should by forcibly snatching that fetus? Your baby?"

"The Serena loved loe. He loves you very much. Why can't you price that love a little bit? Why are you never grateful for that love? Everyone wants to be in the loe position. All men want the love of their wives as much as the love Serena gives you."

"Gue has no more words to describe how much anger I have as loe, Antares. Your crimes exceed the limits of humanity."

"Secure once again. Congratulations to all who have done to Serena."

Standing in front of the hospital's toilet glass, Ares's eyes flushed red as she held back tears. It was clear in his eyeballs that he was so self-deprecating. His ears and brain were never quiet with Reno's words continuing to be simple to each other. Words that are not only able to cut his heart because of sharp, but also slapped him hard for all the sins he had committed on Serena.

Ares has been so evil all this time. He hates a woman who, although he has not been able to return his love, has always taken care of his heart. He was blinded by anger so his attitude and words always hurt Serena. He also becomes a monster in the name of a betrayal wound that Serena never even committed.

Reno's right. He's a jerk. There's no man more jerk than he is. Which husband spills all the misery on the earth on the shoulders of his wife like Ares? Which father was the reason why Moses killed his own son?

He doesn't deserve Serena. Very inappropriate. Serena shouldn't belong to a monster like her. Serena shouldn't be with a jerk like her.

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With her cold face Ares walked towards Serena's nursing room. Along the corridor many stole a glance towards him because he looked like a walking corpse that had no spirit of life. His shirt was a mess and there were blood spots on some corners. His face was withered and his lips were slightly pale.

Just as Ares opens the door to Serena's nursery, he finds her parents and Serena's parents already inside. Complete with a doctor who looks to be explaining.

Kontan, everyone turned their heads as Ares entered the ward. All those pairs of eyes looked at him with various highlights. There is anxiety, demanding explanation, grieving, and also pity. Ares thought, maybe the doctor had told them that their future grandchildren died before growing up.

As if not interested in joining their chat, Ares chose to sit on the sofa. Trying to act as if nothing happened. His mouth was tightly locked and refused to raise his head. Pretending to be unaware to his four parents several times glanced at him while hearing the doctor's explanation.

"It will be difficult for the patient. The patient urgently needs those closest to him to provide support."

Ares' vegetables heard the doctor's voice very seriously.

"There is no mother who is not sad when she loses a fetus that is----

Suddenly the doctor stopped talking. Causing Ares astonishment because it happened that the atmosphere was silent.

Slowly he moved his head towards Serena's gurney up ahead. No lie, his heart felt amazingly relieved to see Serena had opened her eyes. Merely, Serena pias face stiffened slightly as if she had just heard something bad. Is it possible that he heard the doctor's explanation just now?

"Serena, are you conscious, honey?" Ira Raharja-His mother Serena-soon rubbed her daughter's head anxiously and haru.

"Mom, did you talk to the doctor?" although weak, but everyone could hear the tone of Serena's voice was anxious. "What's your mama talking about?"

Ira Raharja turned to Seno Raharja in confusion. Having the same confusion on everyone's faces, he looked back at the princess. "It's nothing, honey. We're just talking about your health. And the doctor said that--

"Please. Please don't lie, Ma. Be honest with me" Serena looked at the doctor. "Doctor, please repeat what the doctor said earlier. I want to hear."

The doctor with a sorry face was silent. Understand the severe shock felt by the patient.

"Doctor, please. I also want to hear what the doctor said. I want to know."

After gazing one by one everyone, the doctor looked at Serena with a face that was trying to calm down. Hope his calm can be channeled to his patients even though it is impossible.

"Look, Mother. With great regret, I must say that the fetus in the mother's womb cannot be saved. The age of a very young fetus is not strong enough to accept the impact that the mother experienced. We tried our best, but this is the end result. With all our heart, we apologize deeply." 

Tut's. Tut's. Tut's.

Only the monitor machine dared to speak. The rest, there was no sound. Let alone talking, everyone did not even open his mouth in the slightest.

Unknowingly, a drop of Serena tears fell from the fertilizer. His hand just stroked the stomach that last night he elus with full of happiness and joy. Now, that stomach feels so empty. Touched did not present anything but a fierce sting that struck his chest.

Serena bit her lower lip and her shoulder was shaking. The cry was slow, but it was able to make the entire room seem to be shrouded in a cloud of grief. There is no more heart-wrenching cry than a mother's cry for her child. The child he had not seen his face, the child he had not yet heard his first cry, the child he had not touched his tiny fingers, and the child who had not even had time to make his stomach bulge.

Realizing the atmosphere increasingly blue, the doctor resigned with a long breath. Leaving the sorrowful twists of all pairs of eyes began to shed unbearably.

"Serena.... Darling..." Ira Raharja with her wet cheeks tried to wipe away the tears on her son's face.

Instead of listening to his mother, he turned his head. Right towards the sofa that Ares occupied.

Within that face Serena could see all the pieces of the incident swirling around in the head. How he came to Ares' office feeling happy because he could not wait to show the tespack he held. How he opened the door and found Ares whispering words of love to a naked woman. How he ran and Ares kept chasing him. How he felt so desperate and gave up on the situation. And how he could lose the child he contained.

Ares who felt tightness in his chest, looked away from Serena's gaze. He cannot look weak. He can't seem to care.

Serena looked up at the in-laws. Instead of stopping, the crying became more and more. He seemed to be complaining about how severe the wound that was incised by his son. But, how to explain everything? All this time he loved her as much as his own mother. He would be very hurt if he heard this.

"Serena, you got something to say, honey? Say the same Mama. Say."

"Mama." That's the only thing that can come out of Serena's mouth.

"Yes, Honey. Mama's here. What was? What do you want to say? Tell me Mama, honey. Say."

"Mama.. I squirm Ares sleeps with another woman, Ma." He said with his shoulders shaking along with his tears that kept flowing.

At once the atmosphere was silent without sound. Leave the sound of the infusion fluid that fell dripping his pouch, as well as the sobs of Serena's.

Tension tense began to feel when among several pairs of eyes that look injured, there was a figure that shone a sharp lightning as well as glazed. His two hands that were clutching the body of the son-in-law, involuntarily began to tremble.

"Is that right, Ares?" The short haired woman stared intently at her son who looked relaxed and expressionless.

Ares, who was sitting on the sofa in the hospital room, raised his shoulders in his arrogant style. "I don't think there's any harm, Ma, I have fun with my own boyfriend?"

"Suck!" the jolt of a dashing man labelled the collar of Ares' shirt until Ares was interested in getting up. "So it's true you cheated on my daughter, huh?!"

Ares sighed softly as he rolled his eyeballs.

"Java!" Seno Raharja.

"Why is that why?"

"Why did you say?! Obviously I can't accept my daughter you're hurting, you idiot!"

"Your daughter is a fool for deliberately asking me to hurt."

"Take care of your mouth!"

"He. Your daughter, whom you love so much, has long known that I have a boyfriend again," replied Ares with a flat and defiant look. "But what? He accepts. She's quiet. Wasn't that a stupid and deliberate act of asking me to hurt?"

"So my daughter knew?!"

Ares just shook his shoulders indifferently.

"Serena," he sis Seno without turning her eyes from Ares. "So you found out about your husband's affair and you didn't tell Papa?"

"I didn't mean to hide everything, Pa. I just want to give Ares a chance to right his wrongs and change. But the truth..." Serena choked her own voice because her throat hurt to hold sobs. "The truth is Ares..."

"The reality is that your jerk's husband hasn't changed and is even more crazy with the woman he loves. Cheap women who want to have a relationship with a married man." Seno growled with a murderous look at Ares.

Ares' jaw hardened, did not accept the label of cheap women pinned on women. "Don't say that again. I don't like women I love being insulted like that."

"Truly a jerk!" hiss Seno. "It was you who asked my daughter to be your wife, and now can you say love to another woman?! How dare you betray my daughter?! How dare you hurt a Raharja, huh?!" Seno fluttered her hands into the air. He intended to hit Ares, but he tried his hardest to hold back his anger.

"I used to ask for it, but now, you should know that I'm very sorry for it."

Screeches shocked the white space, when Ares' body fell to the floor after being hit by a bogem fast Seno Raharja.

"And you need to know too, if there is a word that is more than a word of regret, then that is what I feel like you right now!" seno's index finger pointed firmly in front of Ares' face. "I regret taking off my daughter for an accursed man like you!" Stupefied scream.

The atmosphere was quiet for some time. No one dared to break the eye war between the son-in-law and the in-laws. Not Serena's mother, nor were Ares' parents able to remain silent because her son was guilty.

Until finally, Ares rose with the flame in his eyes that continued to burn. The corner of his lips was bleeding, but he felt nothing. Only his jaw was getting hard.

"What do you see, huh?! Want to hit me back?! Let's hit! Face me!" Challenge Seno with eyes no less obstructing.

"I don't like to hit an opponent who isn't worth it."

"Why?! Are you afraid of me?! Come fight me! Fight me now!"

"I will definitely fight. But not using your way. My way is not to use physical, but I make sure the pain will be much more painful than the wound I get this."

"What do you mean, huh?!"

"My point is, someone most precious to you who will accept his pain."

"Hey!" again Seno pulled Ares' white shirt. "Don't you dare, Antares!"

And calmly and fixedly staring flat, Ares brushed aside the strangling grip slowly. His body then changed direction looking at a woman sitting on a gurney with a small bandage on his left forehead.

The woman he chose to look at became part of his life with frozen eyes. No warmth, no tenderness, no love. Everything is empty and empty.

Down there, Ares's hand grabbed a round object circling his ring finger. The object that he had never taken off during the five years of marriage, he threw it rough until it hit Serena's left chest.

"We're divorced."