The Pursuit of Love Om Doctor
Amanda's Sadness

Satria sat on the edge of the bed staring at Amanda's nanar. For some reason he pityed the woman in front of him. Amanda's eyes are puffed, she's still as excited. He bent his knees, grabbed him and buried his head on his knees.

Amanda had not told me anything and they were reluctant to ask. But he seems to be very hurt.

Satria gets up close to the wardrobe and looks for something Amanda can wear.

Roy who was standing in the doorway looked in wonder towards Satria.

But can not be denied as well, Roy also felt sorry for what Amanda experienced.

"Poor child. His brain was washed by his uncle, causing his life to crumble."

Yes, Roy had listened to the recording that Amanda had given him when they just got home.

"Wear it, you can clean yourself first. Who knows, a little bit of relief. We'll wait outside." Satria's hand held out Aksa's white shirt, because in the closet there was no Amanda's clothes at all.

After officially divorcing, Aksa has cleaned all things related to Amanda from the house.

"Thank you, Sat." Amanda forced her smile.

"Sama-sama, shower. We're out first."

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Aksa turned her body to look at Amanda. Look into his eyes. Aksa could see there was a lot of sadness there. Aksa knew, this time Amanda was really sad.

Her eyes were still red, with doubt Amanda was about to rest her head on Aksa's shoulder, but she remembered they were no longer husband and wife. Aksa would not allow it either. Moreover, Amanda does not want to make Citra misunderstand if she sees them.

It's like being able to catch Amanda's body language. He reacted differently . He sat next to Amanda facing forward. This woman needs someone. Someone who can be a backup for him even if only briefly to release all the raging feelings in his heart. The woman had no one else now but herself to share the grief.

"The story ! I'm gonna be a good listener tonight." Aksa said without turning to look at Amanda.

Amanda still stared at Aksa in disbelief. How could Aksa still be nice to him after everything that had happened between them.

Then Aksa patted her own shoulder.

"Don't think much. Lean back if you need a backrest. I won't offer it a second time."

With doubt Amanda brought her head closer and leaned on Aksa's shoulder. He also started to wring Aksa's arm, then cried there. Aksa is trying to understand Amanda's current situation. Although in his heart he repeatedly apologized to Citra for breaking their agreement.

Yes, Aksa has told Citra everything. Aksa even had permission to see Amanda. The image allows because there is also Roy and Satria. And Citra also still has a heart that is not Setega that let Amanda in her current state. Then he had to breastfeed, allowing the husband to leave.

"I knew Om Darius was evil, but I didn't expect him to have sabotaged my parents' death." Amanda started to open her voice.

"He did it only because of grandfather's inheritance, which was mostly given to my father and mother. He's really mean !"

Aksa still continued to listen with a straight forward gaze, past the darkness of the night.

"But what hurts the most is the fact that all the truths I've believed in over the years, that turned me into a bad person and had to ruin our relationship, even if I lost you, everything is a lie ! He made me a very despicable doll ! I want to kill him with my own hands !" Amanda's screams spilled everything.

"Fucking darius ! You're a fucking shit too, Sa ! She almost fucked me ! Fortunately the medicine Roy gave her reacted just in time. I will really kill him if he succeeds in challenging me !"

Amanda hit Aksa's arm many times.

"Sorry, just in that way to keep Darius from suspecting and we can know everything." Answer Aksa quietly. For that he feels guilty.

"Yes, that's why I lost control. I hit him in the head with a flower cas many times. I hate him so much!" Grumpy Amanda.

"But everything I do, I don't regret it. The old man, casually said that he loved his mother very much. Jealous and envious of knowing most of grandfather's treasure was given to papa, made him desire to kill them. Then he accused Om Aris of being the culprit. I really want to chop him alive !"

"Yes, I know. He also deliberately killed my father. Again only because of property and position. Tomorrow the evidence will be handed over to the police station by Satria." Aksa.

Amanda stared at Aksa's face.

"Thank you for letting me know everything. Thank you for giving me a second chance. Thank you for letting me go, for not putting me in jail." Amanda said. He still turned his back on Aksa not daring to look at Aksa.

"If Om Darius hadn't fooled me, we would still be husband and wife, living happily with our children. I'd be so grateful to have you. But... I wasted. Just make you leave."

Aksa touched Amanda's back-shaking shoulders.

"Have it done, you can get much better than me. You are beautiful, and your heart is good." Aksa.

Amanda wiped her tears and turned to look at the man in front of her, the man she loved so much but was not her husband anymore.

Although he knows, releasing Aksa is the same as giving up some of his life, but he believes that maybe this is the best for everyone.

"I promise I'll turn into a better woman than I used to be, Sa ! I'll let you and Citra live happily. I've given you up for him. I promise you, I'll be happy with other men later too." His lips twitched as he said all that.

What Amanda said made Aksa moody. She knew how hard it was to say, but Amanda managed to say it without tears.

Doubtfully Aksa pulled Amanda into her arms.

"This one time, Cit... I just wanted to calm her down, raise her already deeply broken heart. He has no one else. I'm sorry for accompanying her tonight to make our vacation a little messy." Aksa's sigh in heart.

"I'm sure you can live better after this." Aksa.

Amanda nodded in Aksa's chest. His fingers squeezed Aksa's clothes, with all his might holding himself back from crying. Because this was the last time he enjoyed the smell of Aksa perfume, enjoying comfort in the soothing and warm Aksa's embrace, for the last time it could be this close, he said, and for the last time before we part.

Poor woman played by fate. Losing his love and life due to the greed of a depraved vengeful man !

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