
Elsewhere, Melina went to a lake on the edge of town. Meet someone standing by the lake waiting for him. A man looks like a businessman. A navy suit wrapped around his body, complete with shiny black shoes.
He looked at the lake while putting his hands in his pants pocket. Melina smiled, running small while hugging him from behind.
"I miss you, have you been waiting for me?" he said with spoiled. He put his face on the man's back, sniffing out his fresh, intoxicating scent.
The man's hand stroked Melina's skin coiled around her stomach. Pull it forward, as it clutches the body and kisses its forehead.
"What are you talking about?" she asked while looking at Melina's face.
"Sit down first, I have a surprise for you," he said gently touching the eardrum.
The man, according to him, sat on the grass with feet. On Melina's lap she fell asleep, hugging the waist of the woman who was still the wife of the other man.
Melina pulled out a paper from her bag, evidence of a report from the hospital stating she was pregnant.
"I'm pregnant. My gynecologist said I had only been in two weeks. It could not have been his son Mas Amir because the man had never touched me since he had a new wife. This is your son, Mas" Melina said, stroking the man's hair after handing him the letter.
"Why can you be sure this is my son, not your husband's?" tanyanya doubt.
He read the laboratory results carefully. Check each letter contained in it. Melina sighed, recalling her relationship with Amir from the time she got married.
"Don't you know, Mom, how was my relationship with him? From the time we got married, we rarely slept together. If he treats me like someone else treats his wife, there's no way I'll find another escape. We won't see him either, especially when he brings his new wife home. I am not considered anymore, mother-in-law also loves her more. I can no longer stand up, as soon as I want to take care of the divorce," Melina said sadly.
The man smiled, storing the letter into Melina's bag again. He sat down, pulling Melina's body down with him.
"You don't mind if we do a DNA test for this kid? It's nothing, I just want a mastiin, and also so that my heart is sure that this child is my child." He tilted his body, looking at Melina. Half her body dropped on the bottom of the woman.
Melina sighed, dropping a glance at the male bead that was able to give her that inner living.
"I don't mind, because I'm sure this is your son. I thought that Mas Amir was barren, because a few months of marriage I was not pregnant, but three months related to you I was immediately pregnant. Is this not what you want? I'm pregnant" Melina said, rubbing her cheek.
He grabbed the man by the neck, pulled him into the arms. It's okay to be a mistress or his second wife, which is important for Melina she feels happy and does not live a tormented life.
"You take care of your divorce, after that I'll marry you. You don't mind being my second wife?" her promise sounded sweet in Melina's ears.
Amir's wife nodded her head in agreement. As long as it can be detached from Amir, then he will gladly accept.
"I miss you, we go to that resort over there, yuk. We haven't done that for a long time either" he asked, which Melina of course agreed without a debate.
After a week had passed, Amir had brought his mother back home. Not a day did Melina come to see him, as if she did not care about him anymore. Yesterday he pleaded not to be divorced. Now, he did not show any good faith to change his attitude.
"Melina! Where are you?" amir shouted from the first floor of his house.
"Melina!" His voice sounded louder than the first.
Aunty came running from behind, immediately taking over the bag that Amir was carrying.
"Sorry, Sir. Ms. Melina hasn't been home for a week. Yesterday I just took his stuff. He said he did not want to stay here because you care more about the new wife of the Father," said Bibi told what Melina said.
Amir scooped his face riled up, leaving mother downstairs with the assistant. He went into Melina's room, checked all her belongings.
"Bad! Turns out he really left. What, anyway, she wants? Yesterday begged not to divorce, now go. Watch out for you, Melina. If you come again, I will never accept you!" threaten Amir from behind his draped teeth.
None of Melina's belongings are left, all her transport, even all the wedding files that a few months ago were unveiled by Melina.
"Fuck you, Melina! Women don't know they are lucky! You can leave me that way!" The amir inflamed, pulled the bedsheets and threw them carelessly.
He also throws pillows and bolsters, damaging everything. The things in the room were scattered, like an unkempt warehouse. Amir's chest rumbled violently, rising and descending as the air entered the hunt.
"ARGHH!" He screamed in anger. His life had been ruined after Mayang's departure. How wicked Amir was towards the village girl, just because he had not been able to give her offspring, he betrayed his loyalty.
The woman who came only brought destruction to her life. None of them gave happiness, filling his heart with peace. Except for one man, Mayang.
"Darling? Yes, Mayang. I must succeed in taking her heart again. She has to be my wife again. I wouldn't want her to marry someone else. Nope! Mayang should be my wife. Just being my wife!" amir's determination as he clenched his hands together.
He ran out, grabbed his jacket and car keys. Keep running with time. The voice of the mother's cry that was not clearly ignored by Amir, he did not even say goodbye to the old woman and just kept running out.
Amir got into the car, drove at high speed leaving the yard. Intended to go to Mayang village to invite his ex-wife.
"Darling, you can't refuse this time. I want you to come back as I used to be again," said Amir as he stepped on the accelerator on the streets that never deserted.
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Where's he going?