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Piter was sitting limp, leaning on the back of the chair after hearing the doctor's description. His life seemed to have escaped from his body. His face pias.

Bee was already crying and was now in the Star embrace to calm down. "Dear, don't cry anymore. You need to be strong, in order to calm Kinan down when he wakes up"

The doctor's decision is clear. In order for her uterus to be clean and not cause illness to Kinan, she must be urgently curetted.

Until the night, the still weak Kinan was still reluctant to open his eyes. His hand had not stopped grasping Kinan's hand and tears occasionally dripped on his hand.

When he had intended to devote his life to his wife and child, now their baby candidate was no longer there. Peter could not imagine Kinan's reaction upon waking. This was the first fear she felt in her entire life.

"You rest first. Eat Ter, you'll be sick. Let me take care of Kinan" persuaded Bee but Piter did not heed him. He wanted to stay beside Kinan so that when he first came to his senses, what Kinan saw was him.

"Come, let Bee take care. Encourage me to coffee" asked the half-forced star, pulling Piter's hand.

Their order had already come, but Piter seemed to have no intention of touching his coffee.

"Woi, stop being stupid. Realize, right now your wife really needs your support"

"That's exactly brother. I'm scared. Afraid that Kinan won't be able to take the baby that no longer exists"

"Convinced he was. If you're gonna have another kid"

Piter wastes a rough breath. His eyes were on the outside door of the hospital. Many with new patients come and also visitors who bring fruit hands.

"Come back, I'm sure Kinan is conscious"

Peter's guess is right. When he arrived at the door of Kinan, he just woke up. Bee understood, they needed time together, until he got up.

"Nan.." said Piter bitterly.

Kinan was silent. Unreacted. Piter turned his gaze to Bee, asking through the eyes what had been told about Kinan's miscarriage and Bee shook his head slowly.

"Nan..how are you? where's that sick?" piter's heart was broken seeing Kinan's sad and agonized face.

"My stomach hurts" he said with great difficulty. Bee drops a glass of water with a straw on the Piter to give Kinan.

It didn't take long, Kinan drained the water, his throat was sore.

"Bee, my son's fine, isn't he?" kinan's memory goes back to the events in the salon. Bee was silent, unable to answer just lowered his head, then shook his head slowly.

"Bee..Answer..my son is fine, right?" Kinan looked panicked.

"Prophe Nan. You must be strong, sincere. Our child does not exist" said Piter holding Kinan's hand, but immediately tepis by Kinan. Isak Kinan was echoing more and more in the room.

Two days in the hospital was enough to make Kinan depressed. The shadow of his beloved son now no longer there add to his sadness, especially he had to see the face of Piter who faithfully took care of him in the hospital.

I don't know why everything that happened to him made him hate Piter so much. The man had now breathed a sigh of relief, there was no more child he had to think of which had been a hindrance all along.

It is not because Piter she lost her child, but the attitude and behavior of Piter that makes Kinan become stressed and the content was weak, as doctors say. A little bit of this is all because of Peter.

Kinan had already decided to return to his papa's house, but seeing his father and mother-in-law so saddened by the loss of their future grandchildren, made Kinan not to the heart to say the desire to return to his papa's house.

Kinan's heavy heart received the family escorting him to their apartment. "I went to the room first pa, ma'am" said he left his family sitting together in the living room.

His steps came to a halt as he walked into the room, his eyes catching the tiny white knitted shoes on the table. Hands shuddered in his reach and in his chest. Like the one he bought two days ago, which he hoped his son would wear later.

Kinan's body trembled violently in tears hugging the tiny shoes, his body slumped and fell on the floor. Her crying broke. His heart was broken with the departure of a child he had not seen.

After that, Kinan's days were like zombies. Even when Piter asked him to speak, Kinan was silent. Piter did not accept when Kinan decided to move to the next room, but when Kinan threatened to leave the house, he simply resigned whatever Kinan wanted.

Piter understood this was the girl's most difficult time, and he had to be more patient with it. Seeing Kinan's sadness also brought pain in Piter's heart. He wanted to make amends by making Kinan happy, in order to forget his grief, but Kinan with all his wounds had closed himself off.

"Kinan, here I bring food. Come out, we eat together" said Piter knocking on Kinan's bedroom door. There's no sound.

"Nan, open the door. You have to eat" repeated Piter knocking on Kinan's bedroom door.

Since leaving the hospital, Piter spent more time at home to accompany Kinan even though in fact the girl did not even want to see his face. Piter does not want to, solitude will make Kinan more depressed.

In the morning, Peter prepared breakfast. Make toast or toast before leaving for work. Even if he only had up to three hours in the office, if his job could still be handled by his assistant, then he would be at home only.

"Nan, I beg you. Don't keep shutting yourself up. No one wants this to happen. We're the same Nan, I'm also sad to lose our son"

The words that actually burned Kinan's soul made the woman's anger rise again.

Fucking devil, lost he said? you didn't even expect it since he was there until nothing.I hate you Jupiter Danendra! as long as!

Five minutes later the door was opened by Kinan. The two of them looked at each other standing still. Lived together for almost three months, but they are now like strangers.

"We ate" said Piter, his voice was so soft and would have made Kinan feel special had there not been such an unfortunate incident, but now in Kinan's ears, and it would have made him feel special, peter's gentle persuasion was disgusting and he couldn't stand it anymore.

"I'm not hungry. I want to talk to you" sambar Kinan firmly stepped out and sat on the single sofa. Piter followed Kinan's steps and sat across, his eyes not letting out observing the woman. Fragile and still beautiful.

"I want us to get divorced!"