Sinful Angel
Ending

Ending

The next day, it wasn't just Bisma and Poppy who left for Jakarta. Tya and Viona also participated. Deliberately depart before dawn and choose to perform prayers in the rest area. They planned to meet Prita after the work of Bhishma with the President of Pure Water who requested to meet in the capital was completed.

Luckily Pure Water President named Gailan Athaa Mahardika was not complicated and long-winded in achieving the deal this time. Agreeing without many menacing questions. Unlike from the bird news that Bhishma had heard, the president of the leading mineral water company in this country was a very detailed person, not infrequently reading all the files one by one super meticulous. Perhaps the effect of the heavy doldrums that were stalling made him uncharacteristically, clearly visible from the look of his face.

Ba’da Dzuhur, Viona called Prita and asked to meet at a cafe located not far from the boutique VN main branch of Jakarta. There is no drama, Prita agreed because she also said she wanted to meet. Half an hour later Prita came holding a baby accompanied by Rini. Get off a regular car Rini was driving, not a luxury vehicle.

For a moment Prita was glued as her feet entered the area within the cafe. He thought only Viona would meet. His ex-husband and wife were also present. Although awkward, Prita continued the steps. Reviewing the bitter smile on his tired face that was no longer adorned with arrogance. Greeting everyone in a low tone, also asked the news.

“Sit,” said Viona welcome.

“Thank you, Ms. Viona,” said Prita condolences who no longer dare to call with the title ‘Bunda’, too embarrassed because they just realized that they had a lot of guilt on this former father-in-law. Prita hands the baby to Rini and Rini brings the sleeping handsome baby to sit in the other seat.

“Accordingly mourn the passing of your father. Sorry, I knew too late,” said Bisma later. Showing sincere sympathy and Prita knows the phrase Bhishma is not a prank.

“You are so much, Mas,” said with a bitter smile.

“What's his name? The baby is handsome,” said Tya while smiling kindly, the lilac color veil framing her beautiful face.

Prita returned a smile to Tya. There was no more hubris there, only the look of a loving mother as Prita's sad eyes glanced at her still-asleep baby in Rini's lap.

“Name Narendra, call Rendra,” replied Prita smeared with a smile.

“Good name.” Viona expressed her opinion.

“Before Bu Viona invited to meet, in fact I had planned to come to Bandung to meet Bu Viona, Mas Bisma also Tya. It's just still a little awkward. I want to apologize to everyone for all the bad things I've done. Do not mean to demand forgiveness because I know what I have done is not worth apologizing for, only I still want to apologize while still given the opportunity,” he said while looking down.

“And for the subpoena sent Mas Bisma, I accept fully. Please just process. I will no longer avoid my mistakes. For too long I have spoiled my ego without thinking about the consequences,” continued Prita who mentioned the name of her ex-husband with full politeness and reluctance.

“We mean to ask to meet was to discuss about that subpoena. I decided to revoke the report at my wife's request.” Bisma then turned to look at Tya.

Prita who initially lowered her reflexes raised her face. “No need to unplug. I accept if I have to enter bui. Anyway, my actions were wrong.”

“No, Ma'am. If Mbak Prita enters bui, what about Rendra? Your baby must still be given exclusive ASI, right? also who will take care of Rendra if Mbak is in prison? It is for this reason that I ask Mas Bhishma to retract the report and end the matter of subpoena. I will also be a mother, I am not to the heart if Rendra who is still very small must be separated from her mother.” Tya who is holding it now.

Prita looked at Tya nanar. After being colonized, Tya still thinks about the fate of his son. Prita finally admitted that Tya was indeed very compatible with Bhishma. Especially in terms of personality. Equally gentle.

“I don't think I deserve to be treated this well. I was too embarrassed,” and then Prita back down.

“Don't be like that, Prita. We know you are in trouble and in a very difficult situation. It feels inhumane if we stay strong with that automation,” said Viona sincerely. “And here's something from us.”

Viona handed an envelope to Prita making Prita blink not understand.

“What is this?”

“This gift for Rendra is also a safe gift for you, congratulations on being a mother,” said Viona with a warm smile engraved. “Hopefully useful.”

Prita opened it and the contents really made him stunned. Three precious metals weighing 25 grams each. Hurriedly Prita closed the envelope again and pushed it in front of Viona.

“I can't accept this. I don't even deserve to be congratulated let alone given a gift this big.”

“Don't do this, Prita. If you feel hesitant, just save it for Rendra's needs at a later date.” Bhishma takes over the envelope and gives it to Prita.

“Yes, Ma'am Prita. Think Rendra. Please accept. We sincerely, really.” Tya chimed in.

Prita's eyes feel hot. Moistened tears of shame, gloating, full of regret were also moved. Didn't expect that the family he had hurt still cared about him in these bad times. “Thank you, thank you,” that's all Prita could say in a hoarse voice.

“How about your husband? Don't you intend to report it to the authorities?” Bisma reopened the conversation.

Prita let out a heavy sigh, shaking slowly.

“I don't know where he is now and I don't care. Two days ago my phone call finally hooked up even though it was only a minute and he had dropped his talc on me when I asked. I also filed for divorce with the religious court. It was reported to be free. All the assets that were taken away as well as the funds that were withdrawn were all legitimate in his name. Whether it is securities or accounts used to store important company funds. And everything changed to his name with my consent consciously.”

Prita felt de javu. In the past, he did the same cunning thing to Bhishma so that the Eternal Light fell on him.

“I'm looking for a cheap home, Miss Viona. I also plan to open a catering business with Rini using the rest of the money, incidentally Rini's mother is good at cooking. Now all I want is to focus on Rendra and his future.”

“Mother do’. May you and your child always be healthy and blessed. Also, may both you and all of us be able to reflect, reap the wisdom of everything that has happened. And don't forget to keep improving yourself.”

One year passed.

In a hospital on the outskirts of Lombok Regency. There were two people sitting in the waiting chair arguing while waiting for the check line. The man looks unhealthy with hair that looks to fall out so his head is a bit bald in some parts while the woman looks skinny and unkempt. They are Radhika and Cyra.

“Punya bini terribly melt wakenya! So we got the bontot queue number!” gerutu Radhika was angry.

“Who is leasing? You're the one who built it. If you do not want a long queue, yes do not seek treatment to public hospitals like this. Treat him to a bona fide hospital or directly call the doctor to the kayak house before!” cyra won't lose.

“Enak. My money is thinning, just make a meal should be ngirit! I'm not going to wear it for treatment anymore. Better to go to a general hospital, cheaper. Besides, I got sick like this because of you! You're the one who nularin the curse virus on me! If I knew you were a hive of disease, I wouldn't want to nancepin my heirloom and marry you even in series! But already!” geram Radhika beaver.

“Cih, done but doyan! About the virus I told you you could have brought the HIV virus and become contagious to me. Damn it me, so sickly like this, life is difficult, not to mention having a husband already kere, letoy, his mouth lemes anyway!”

“Heh, talk to you carelessly! We are also this is certainly because you who used to love being booked om-om!”

“Mr and Mother please calm down! This is a hospital, not a market. If you want to make a fuss please outside!” scold one of the nurses at them.

Yes, Radhika and Cyra married in series in their escape after being satisfied on vacation to beautiful places in the archipelago. Radhika doesn't remember her son and wife anymore. Keep pretending and frolicking, and in the last six months they tested positive for HIV.

The abundant money Radhika has almost used up for treatment. Cyra, who originally only intended to drain money and ask for divorce after Radhika Kere, could not realize his rotten intentions. His body no longer sells after being gnawed at by disease. As a result of this disease, it is certain that there will be no more men who want him and only Radhika where he depends now. So any more models will definitely not sell. So also with Radhika who certainly will not be a woman who wants her sick again. Only Cyra is still willing to take care of it because it has the same disease.

Finally they inevitably take care of each other even though their days are passed with arguments blaming each other at all times, trapped in a circle of endless mutual use that either lasts until when.

In Jakarta, Prita is blowing out a triple candle with Rendra and Rini. Celebrating his son's birthday to one year three even though it was past one month. Clap happily together.

Meanwhile in Bandung. Tya's pacing around in the bathroom tonight. Biting his lips fretted while looking at the thing on his right hand.

“Honey, why so long? How did it go?” Bisma knocked and called loudly in front of the bathroom door because his wife did not come out of there.

After spending almost half an hour. Finally the bathroom door opened. Tya's pretty face looked troubled.

“So how?” bisma Cecar is impatient.

“I'm sorry, Mas. The result was positive, definitely because I forgot to take the Pill,” he said lethargic. “Duh, how is this. Alghfari was only seven months old but I was already pregnant again,” he said confusedly.

“So, are you really pregnant?” Bhishma's face was so bright, inversely proportional to Tya.

“Pardon my ketoodaran,” said Tya who kept his head down.

“Aalhamdulillah's. Why should I apologize? I am so glad my wife is pregnant again. That means my seeds are indeed super superior,” replied Bisma semringah who followed the kiss of love on the face of Tya. Raising the chin of the lowered woman also grabbed her waist.

“But our son is still small, Mas. What if I can't share fair affection with our babies?” said confused. Commonly experienced by pregnant women whose pregnancy distance is close together.

“Honey and love them is not only your duty, but mine as well and I believe you are capable. No need to worry so, all we have to do is give thanks. Also remember, a child is an infinite gift that not everyone is given trust. You are now pregnant again, that means we are trusted to be parents,” he said while staring lovingly.

“Mas right, for a moment I forgot. Thanks always reminds me, My husband.”

All the restlessness of Tya had broken when the safe and comfortable embrace his body and heart with love as pure as a drop of dew. His confusion changed with gratitude. Truly, only perfect happiness and an abundance of love now embrace him after the length of suffering he has gone through. Sweet fruit thanks to his genuine kindness on many people in his difficult times. Being a cherished angel despite having wallowed in thick and despicable mud.

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