
Badrina broke the ice between them. This time he will not run like the other day when he heard that Arshaka had worked with Poppy to damage his mentality.
Arshaka tries to remove the arm from Maulidya which tightens the winding of his hand. His gaze was still fixed on Badrina.
The fact that Arshaka once teamed up with Poppy to mentally damage is already painful for Badrina, coupled with the current apparition. It's not why this opportunity Badrina used to convince herself of who Arshaka really was and what he did.
Badrina tried hard to watch the drama of hugs between women and men who knew what their status was now.
"For a long time I did not come to this apartment" said Badrina softly and coldly accompanied by a forced smile. "Something seems to be mixing love. Am I not allowed in?" he quipped Arshaka and Maulidya.
Badrina's small laughter seemed to scorn Arshaka. Arshaka kept trying to release Maulidya's grip on his arm. Maulidya deliberately tightened his embrace on Arshaka's arm.
A rude jolt forced Arshaka to parse the distance with Maulidya. The woman was pushed aside a few steps.
It was then that Badrina saw a girl her daughter's age with a confused face behind Arshaka's body.
Unwelcome to enter, Badrina moved her feet towards the little boy.
"Hi, what's your name?" Badrina kneeled to the height of their bodies, waving a friendly hand.
"I... Ameera, Auntie," she's great-granddaughter. Ameera is not a timid child, in contrast to Cantara who is difficult to get along with new people.
Badrina nodded her head, she smiled sincerely. Aneera reminded him of Cantara who had not been found and greeted by him for several days.
"Who's that guy your mama hugged?" asked Badrina curiously, she wanted to know whether Ameera knew Arshaka or not. From there at least Badrina knew the closeness of the three of them.
"That?" point Ameera behind Badrina's body. The woman nodded again.
"My father. His name is papa Shaka," answered Ameera cheerfully.
The smile on Badrina's face faded turning pale. Ameera called Arshaka her father without hesitation.
Badrina's heart melos as if it was hit by a big burden. Many lies were kept neatly by Arshaka over the years.
"You go into the room first. Papa, mama, and aunt want to talk threesome. Don't go out," Badrina ordered to stroke Ameera's arm, even Badrina turned Ameera's body so the boy wouldn't wonder.
Seeing that Ameera had entered and locked her room, Badrina stood up, took a deep breath, turned over her body and looked painfully at the two humans before her.
What exactly happened all this time that Badrina didn't know? The breath of Badrina.
"Are you Arshaka?" asked Badrina calmly turning to Maulidya.
"I'm Lidya. Arshaka's lover," said Maulidya firmly, raising his chin slightly while scoping.
"Ladyy!" arshaka Tegur. "Don't spread lies." Arshaka did not accept it, turning angrily to Maulidya.
"Mas, go with this woman. You don't fit in with him. The proof for these five years is that you always come here and tell how your wife who likes to be angry and snarl violently. I am always there for you, Mas," Maulidya said without feeling reluctant.
The nickname of the gentle and polite woman was dashed when Arshaka heard a statement from Maulidya.
True Arshaka told me, only as he remembered once he told Badrina to Maulidya. Arshaka felt Maulidya drew his own conclusions because Arshaka often visited the apartment.
One topic discussed the mouth of women can widen greatly, rutuk Arshaka regretted.
Badrina was saddened to hear Maulidya's words. His hands were clenched behind his body. Badrina agreed with what Maulidya said, she was grumpy and rude. However, it used to be because apparently there was an attempt to damage his mind slowly without the support of the closest people.
"Rina, you must not be provoked by what Lidya says. Now, I really want to come back to you," Arshaka said trying to convince Badrina.
Seeing the seriousness revealed by Arshaka makes Badrina's inner dilemma. The man she loved so much, but never loved him during their marriage.
It was only after the divorce that Arshaka revealed her feelings. Is that trustworthy? badrina asked herself.
"Five years," Maulidya answered quickly.
"Five years?" badrina asked Maulidya. "You lived here for five years?" This fact hurt Badrina even more deeply.
"Yes, five years, Shaka gave it to us" he said. But the fact is that it is a lie.
Every time Maulidya spoke, Arshaka always tried to interrupt and asked Badrina not to believe. Unfortunately, Badrina was interested and believed in what Maulidya said.
"Mass? Mas Shaka?" Badrina chuckled long. A sweet call that Badrina never uttered during her time as a wife.
Badrina often called the name alone or the usual greeting to Arshaka. However, it turns out that there are women outside their household who treat and call Arshaka sweetly.
Badrina's gaze turned on Arshaka.
"This apartment is both our search results. After the divorce, I think you gave me a house and this apartment you live in besides your mother's house" Badrina said with a deep disappointed look.
"It turns out you gave it to another woman." Badrina smiled wryly.
"Rina. give me a chance to explain, "please Arshaka. "What you hear is not true. This apartment is still in my name. If you want it right now, I'll go back to the name of this apartment in your name" Arshaka sambun tried to convince Badrina.
"Rina, this time please believe me." Arshaka to the point of folding his hands on his chest, he did not want to lose Badrina again.
"Arshaka still loves me" Maulidya interrupted the conversation. "Until you attend and ruin everything!" show Maulidya to Badrina.
Arshaka frowned and shook his head, he could not understand how evil Maulidya would be if things were not according to his wishes.
What game is Maulidya playing now? ask Arshaka in my heart.
Badrina is back on Maulidya's charge. Eight years ago, it was not her who asked to be married, but Arshaka who came to offer marriage.
Arshaka moved towards Badrina, seeing a sad face full of wounds with teary eyes. "Don't believe what he's saying. He's trying to hurt you." Arshaka grabs Badrina's fingers, grasps them while trying to pull out of the apartment.
Tears fell unbearably, Badrina clutched her fingers held by Arshaka.
Just as Arshaka flipped her body to look at Badrina, a slap floated hard on her face.
"You're a liar, Shaka!" jerit Badrina while pointing at Arshaka's face. The roar of tears drenched Badrina's cheeks.
Arshaka's cheeks are flushed and heated. He touched his cheek without making a sound. Arshaka feels he deserves it, even more than this punishment Arshaka is ready to accept.
"You kept another woman in the apartment we bought together."
Badrina will not hold back her words anymore. "While I am, you ignored as a wife in the past. Wicked you, Shaka!" hardik Badrina cried bitterly.
"Rina, I was wrong. But this is all my best friend Zafer's request. I told you about it at a glance back then, Zafer was very sick and eventually died. He left behind a pregnant wife, but they were not welcome in the Zafer family" Arshaka said.
"I am not telling you that Maulidya is the man. However, your response at that time should help mothers who are pregnant, because at that time you are also pregnant and able to feel pain when left behind by a husband like your late mother," added Arshaka reminiscing about the past that even backfired for him.
Badrina was crying so much that she could no longer even stand up to sit on the floor. His head was shaken rapidly. He recalled his old conversation with Arshaka that helping others, especially pregnant women who have no family, would be a great reward.
However, she did not expect that the woman in question was Maulidya, her husband's ex-lover.
Arshaka went down to the floor, he touched both arms of Badrina. "I'm sorry.I'm so wrong with you" said Arshaka, trembling with regret.
Badrina shook her head. The contents of the head that had been filled with emotions peaked, Badrina pushed Arshaka strongly until the man fell with his head hit the wooden cabinet.
Badrina couldn't bear to linger in the apartment, she couldn't take it anymore. Badrina chose to stand up and ran out of the apartment with a mind that was not rusty.