
After swearing in his heart, Zafer who came out of the house, now got into the car and drove his vehicle to the apartment of the lover.
'The cheap woman had to leave the house immediately, so I decided to do whatever it took to get her to leave the house.'
Zafer is now looking straight ahead and seems to be thinking about life that always goes not according to plan.
Even think if there is something still stuck in the mind. 'Will I ever meet that hypocritical woman? I might feel at home if I have to wait again. It's even more nauseating.'
After learning that her lover was pregnant with her seed, Zafer now felt very comforted. Of course I feel very happy and happy.
Zafer wanted to marry the woman who would give birth to his flesh and blood. "After Tsamara leaves the house and disappears from before me, she can unite with Rayya."
***
Meanwhile, the figure of the woman who had been flooded by tears streamed down her cheeks, was seen clutching her chest which felt tight.
"Lord, I am indeed a despicable and cheap woman as said by the husband who hates me so much. He was even disgusted at me."
"I do not deserve happiness after committing a great sin in the past. I don't even want to remarry, but why did fate make me end up marrying a guy like Zafer Dirgantara?"
"I'm going to get out of here and disappear from that man's sight." Tsamara now steers the wheelchair towards the suitcase containing all her clothes.
She cried while packing all her clothes and her son.
When Zafer took her to her room and told the waiter to take her son for a walk, she could scream and scold him by throwing her wedding pictures.
In the past, Tsamara thought that someone she loved would be her last love. However, she gets a bad reality when someone who is very loved used to have an affair with another woman after she gave birth.
In fact, he actually still loves the man who is the type of dream.
Tsamara felt that the man in the past before Zafer was a flawless perfect man, but never expected it to be mere wishful thinking because in reality, it was, in this world, no human being is perfect.
His growing age, makes Tsamara aware of all the mistakes made in the past.
"I must be strong for my son. He still needs me. Even though I'm currently disabled and can't walk, it will give her all the best."
Tsamara's voice rang out violently, but he tried to be strong. There are children who need it because there is no longer a man who is the father.
It was all because the man in the past divorced her when he was angry when he saw her second husband cheating in the office.
"Didn't you remember your son? Are you married to your affair?"
Tsamara now patted her eel many times after realizing her folly. "I have to forget Rey because she doesn't deserve to be remembered. I need to focus on my son."
Currently, he saw two suitcases and there was no way he could carry them because he needed the help of others.
Realizing that he was useless because of his deformed legs, Tsamara could not distract from the two pedestals that are now no longer what they used to be.
"No! That can't be happening. My son would be proud to have a mother who would not stop fighting to be happy."
Tsamara changed his negative mindset by fulfilling his thoughts with positive things. Not wanting to waste any time, he now chose to pick up a large suitcase and put it on both thighs.
Then a second suitcase containing her son's clothes was placed on it. After feeling fit, he again directed the wheelchair out of the room room.
As soon as he arrived on the front porch, he saw the waiter coming with his son who was carrying ice cream.
"Thank God you're back. So, I don't have to wait long." Tsamara waved at her walking son while enjoying ice cream.
Until it looks like the clothes worn have been filled with ice cream droplets. "Come, Honey. Look, your clothes are dirty like this."
Tsamara also picked up a wet tissue on her tote bag. He dropped the suitcases on the floor.
Meanwhile, the waiter was astonished to see the two large and small suitcases. "Mrs, why are you preparing that? Where are you going?"
Tsamara who was currently just cleaning her son's clothes, stared towards the figure of the woman currently standing before her.
"I have to get out of here because I don't deserve to be in this house." Tsamara felt claustrophobic in that name.
"Even though I am no longer here, you must serve master well." Vera pulled out her phone to book a taxi because she did not want to be escorted by the driver.
He doesn't want anyone to know his new home.
"Where are you going, madam? Does the big master know about this?" ask the middle-aged woman who currently feels she should report to the main employer immediately.
'Where is my husband? I have to report if the female employer leaves because if it is too late, it will be scolded, ' muttered the middle-aged woman who now felt very worried.
"I can't say it." Tsamara answered presumptuously and did not intend to tell the servant who was actually the good man.
He heard a horn coming from outside the gate. "That's definitely the cab's coming. Please bring this suitcase forward. Oh yeah, where's your husband? Why didn't I see him?"
Just as Tsamara had just closed her mouth, she saw the middle-aged man who had just been asked. He was very surprised by the words of the driver.
"Madam, you mustn't leave here because of the great master on the way to get here!" said the man who is the driver and gardener.
Meanwhile, Tsamara felt very confused as to what to do when the in-laws forbade.
'What should I do? There is no way I can survive forever here with a man who never loved me at all, ' muttered Tsamara who now hesitated to make a decision.
If you become a selfish person, you will definitely go immediately, but because you feel guilty for a married couple who are none other than in-laws, now stricken with extraordinary turmoil.
In the end Tsamara chose to say the felt by staring at the figure of the man who became the servant.
To be continued....