THE WOMAN (END)
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The most painful betrayal is the betrayal committed by someone we know very well.

It doesn't matter if Vina meets other men out there. let alone just dinner.I can think of them as her business friends.but if all I see is my own best friend? what's that name?

I clenched my teeth with a sharp eye staring at the two who had now disappeared behind the entrance.

They dare to do it behind my back? that easy?

I let out a rough sigh, this may be the best way God has shown me their true attitude. I turned the wheel and left the place immediately.

As a man I can't cry, it's a shame if I cry over such a petty thing. I did realize that lately we rarely have time to be together, so it is only appropriate if Vina prefers other men to accompany her loneliness.

My heart is trying to let go of what is actually very difficult for me to accept. My car drove pretty fast through a slightly jammed highway.

Suddenly, the sky turned gray. lightning was seen grabbing each other in the sky there. I slow down a little speed of my car. I do not want bad things even hit me after my misfortune today.

Until arriving near an intersection, the atmosphere felt increasingly boisterous.many cars suddenly stopped on the shoulder of the road.I still did not realize what was happening in front of me. until my car drove forward right in front of a tragic accident at the intersection of the road.

A policeman seemed to stop the speed of my car. let some other motorists pass first.

I pay close attention to the atmosphere of the keos. is very noisy in addition to the increasingly heavy rain. I sharpened my gaze on the figures of the people who were at the accident site.

A woman crying over a man lying lifeless with fresh blood splattered all around. I couldn't see the woman's face because it was so dark.

I let out a heavy sigh, asphyxiated as I saw such a tragic condition.I realized that my heartache was nothing compared to the suffering of that woman now.I feel ashamed if I still complain, I still complain, just because of love.

Just about, I drove my car through the crowd of motorists, but then a light from another vehicle shone on the woman's face until I could see her clearly.

Him,...

That woman, the woman who has been bothering me lately.it turns out that it is her. Then who is the man in her arms? is that her husband? or father? mind surprised.

I didn't drive my car and chose to pull over and get out of the car. I looked at her who was crying hysterically with her clothes filled with blood.

"Mas Rizal's...! mas! wake mas..!" his screams are bitter and make me feel more and more unwary.

"Mom, please step back for a moment!" two police officers tried to keep him away from the victim because they might take him to the hospital.

The woman looked weak with a puffy face, and then drooped helplessly. I ran over and helped him.

"Who are you? please don't come any closer!" ask the police to me.

"I'm his friend! let me take this woman to the hospital sir!" I answered, carrying her and taking her to the car.

I don't know, I kind of lost my mind when I saw him helpless like this. I drove my car to one of the nearest hospitals from there.

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*Is it true that loving someone doesn't require a reason?

How can we love him if we don't know what happens to our hearts?

I looked at the old woman who was still unconscious.His clothes had just been replaced by a nurse.he would not be cold anymore.I was very worried if he would catch a cold or fever.

"Sir! what's her husband's father? Please finish the administration!" pinta is a nurse.

"He's my employee, I'm his boss." I replied coldly.

Whether by chance or not, twice I saved her. twice also others thought I was her husband.it was really strange and absurd.

I went to the place where I was told to take care of all the medical expenses.

"On behalf of Alis Anjani's mother, sir! The total is 2,500,000,-"

I was shocked for quite a while when I heard her name called. The nurse handed me the payment paper along with the woman's ID card that she might have found in her clothes.

"Alis Anjani,." I muttered softly. There was a feeling of relief and also pleasure when I was finally able to find out what the name of the woman who had been able to easily ruin my mood.

GODDAMNIT! what's the matter? didn't he just have a disaster.why am I thinking nothing of him.

I rushed back to his ward.I saw that he was still asleep.I occasionally noticed his entire body.I immediately remembered that he had given birth when we first met.Where is his son now?

"Sir, here's her clothes! this is also his phone.who knows if there is a family who tried to contact him" explained the nurse while giving all the goods to me.

But that's not what concerns me. But a bruised wound on his hand.The soft circle is large enough to make me interested in picking up a little sleeve.

"It looks like it's an impact scar. But an impact because what is it? was he in an accident while working?" mumamku doubtful.

Drrr... Drr.... !

His phone suddenly rang. I tried to take the phone and see who contacted him.

"Mother Goddess?" a name clearly seems to be calling her. Maybe this woman is her mother. I immediately raised the call.

At first he was shocked, because he did not recognize my voice, then I explained if I helped him when an accident occurred at a crossroads.I gave him the hospital address so that the woman came here.

After the phone call is over. I put all her stuff on one of the tables.I look at her beautiful face again, it's really crazy.I even really like to look at her like this.

"Get well soon." I whispered slowly before leaving the place and asked the nurse to look after her.

I smiled with relief before I actually left.

God has clearly shown me a sadness and happiness at one time.

It dawned on me that I didn't need to cry,..

I don't have to be sad either.

For my happiness is not in what I cry, but in what God will give before me.

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