Young Wife For My Husband
CHAPTER 224 Arthur Handoko's Self-Discovering
Arthur Handoko is stuck on top of Bianca Louise Smith's navel, a true lover whom he longs for even Bianca to die.
Many digital traces Bianca left behind for Arthur to see.
Bianca never loved herself. Because Bianca never mention the name of Arthur in the videos of her posts on IG women half of England half of Indonesia. Just like him and Victor who's a crossbreed.
His hands were cold, his lips were shaking.
It never occurred to him that Bianca would leave him first. Even by leaving behind a single real memory in his life. The Son of Arthur Pangestu.
Although it was confused because Putra Arthur Pangestu apparently had a birth certificate in Indonesia with the name of Inayah's mother and father and himself. It's beyond a doubt.
But Arthur is reluctant to pry further information about Pupu's birth certificate which is actually his son with Bianca.
"Bi, I miss you so much, Bi! I came from far away, my intention was to confuse you. The three of us, me, you and Pupu can live happily ever after. Turns out.., you left me first. Leave Pupu too. Hhh... Bi! You are the greatest woman. A woman who has a great soul even willingly gives your flesh and blood to another woman who took my heart from you without me knowing. But now I am conscious. I'm sorry, Bi! I know you came to Indonesia and handed Pupu to me actually your intention to make us united. But it's like I don't have the heart to even let you go and leave Pupu with me. My consciousness is coming too late, Bi! Excuse me. Hik hicks... Sorry!"
Arthur was alone.
A strong wind blew on the face of the man who was now 37 years old.
Arthur felt his heart empty.
For a long time he cried regretting his fate.
Bianca, a woman who is none other than her childhood friend, has gone without meeting happiness.
Arthur could only lament his unfortunate fate.
It's August. Approaching autumn so that the cold gets more windy adds to Arthur's mood of sadness.
Arthur rubbed the gravestone of the cross inscribed with the name Bianca.
It was cold to take a sip on the palm.
His love for Bianca is now completely buried deep. There's nothing left. Only Pupu is the most valuable legacy Bianca left for her.
Love is intoxicating.
Love eleven twelve with alcoholic beverages. Make the opium of his adorers who have been mired by the charm of love.
Two hours after Arthur groaned from his deepest heart above Bianca's tomb, he finally decided to return to his apartment.
Pupu was cared for and guarded by Frederica and Joko. He lives in his apartment alone.
Like he said, he wanted to be alone and calm down.
But it turns out his heart is increasingly empty after leaving the capital of Indonesia.
Like something was missing. Until his heart aches to the heart and the center of the head. Thumping and twitching his forehead every time he remembered Inayah.
"Hhh... why is the face of the cupid woman always imagined in the eye?! Is it because I was too arbitrary yesterday until the child's face kept on at the end of the eye? Haish!"
Arthur who starts a new life with his solitude is always disturbed because of his memory of Inayah.
A week, but it feels like a sewindu.
The more He hated and fed up with the innocent woman, the more his memory of Inayah and her behavior during waking up from the coma continued to be imagined.
San Francisco is a liberal city. The population is predominantly Christian but many also do not embrace any religion and do not recognize the existence of God. Like Arthur was.
But that does not mean in one of the cities in the northern part of the state of California, the United States there is no mosque where Muslims worship.
There is one very beautiful mosque for the measure of mosques in the American region which in fact looks less respect with Islam, AISabeel Noor Al-Islam. It was not far from the apartment where Arthur lived.
For some reason, in isolation alone, Arthur always stared at the sturdy building which was only a few hundred meters from where he lived if he was daydreaming in front of the balcony of his apartment.
It was as if something had calmed him down if his eyes looked at that heart-soothing old building.
Arthur wondered in his heart. Since when the building that is found in the country of his father was standing firmly in the area of this mission district.
He who woke up in a condition lying in the hospital and realized with the state of himself had a wife and one child. His wife is even suspected to be pregnant. And to his surprise, his son turned out to be his biological son when he was still in contact with Bianca.
Arthur's head was about to break.
How could all that happen? As she remembered, Bianca ruthlessly severed her relationship and preferred to continue the marriage with her husband who was a soldier.
How could when He woke up, everything seemed to be discussed so perfectly.
Arthur shock's. Oleng instantly found his truly distant self changing.
Even his close friend who was immune among British acting workers, Victor Valdes is also now very much in flux.
Victor Valdes, a flamboyant man who hates women and is also racist, is now married to a Muslim woman.
Arthur was really stunned to find the reality that was in sight.
Although Inayah looks so charming behind the hijab style worn, not a little Arthur tempted.
He is even much younger. Beautiful, sweet, good with her yellow skin so fresh seductive, it makes Arthur's soul turbulent filled with anger. Which he himself did not know, why the anger was so explosive want to explode.
Inayah who was very good at treating him, actually ended up getting rough treatment from him.
Frankly Arthur admitted the mistake he made. Arthur also regretted his behavior that was too late. Especially after he uploaded the latest video that would certainly be very hurtful Inayah who said was his wife who he loved very much.
Arthur was silent and daydreaming with his eyes staring at the mosque.
I do not know why his heart was moved to go to the mosque.
The digital trace and also the files that he has, he is a convert. He converted to Islam probably because of the insistence of Inayah he would marry. So prejudiced.
Arthur always thinks negatively if it's about Inayah who he thinks is very old-fashioned, old-fashioned.
Arthur even thinks, Amelia, Tia, isn't hooded. But Inayah herself just another look. His head was always wrapped in a cloth cover. It was as if she had no hair when it was so beautiful when it was shown the other day to her.
Arthur always refuses Inayah if he wants to take care of it. Even Arthur forcefully evicted Inayah from moving to the guest room because she was uncomfortable sleeping side by side with Inayah who was so foreign to her.
Arthur recalls all his evil treatment of Inayah along the road to the mosque.
At seven o'clock in the night.
The atmosphere is around as usual. Looks quiet even though there are one or two people who pass by doing the activity.
Bruck.
Arthur's surprised. A classic car stopped and a woman dressed as Inayah got out of the car and closed her car door pretty fast.
"I'm sorry, I'm in hurry!"
"It's Okay. Never a mind."
"Thank you's. Excuse me."
For some reason, Arthur smiled at Muslim women who seemed to be native Americans because it was visible from the contours of his face and skin.
A moment later Arthur was like a familiar with the face of a woman who was quite old.
"Who is he? I think I know his face!? Mmm.. It looks like, she's an artist!"
Arthur who muttered alone could only look at the woman until she disappeared into the mosque.
"Sinead O'Connor !!!"
Arthur shut his mouth surprised not dumbass.
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