The Man Who Takes My Chastity
I will not forgive you for the rest of my life

"I can't imagine if I lost our son." Cici fixed her gaze towards Haris with glassy eyes."I have tried to make peace with reality. Accepting her being my honeymoon, considering we were friends before. But he's...." Cici cried sobbing, unable to continue her sentence.

Seeing Cici crying, Haris placed the plate in his hand on the nightstand, then pulled Cici's body into his arms and rubbed the woman's hair gently.

"Shhh!, he won't dare to hurt you again" Haris said.

"It's all my fault, I shouldn't have lied to you before we got married" Cici said in her sobs." But I love you so much Haris, I want to be able to live with you. Even though I have to live in honey once."

"I'm sorry too. That night I should have asked both of you, why until you are not holy anymore. It should also be that night that I did not leave you in our bridal room" Haris replied, as if he had regretted what had happened between him and Widuri that night.

Cici, who was in Haris' arms, commented on her smile for her victory over Haris' heart. Cici is sure after this, Widuri will be divorced after giving birth. Haris will never touch Widuri again.

'Profit inside the employee's toilet was no cctv. And the cctv outside the toilet is broken, so I can lie to Haris, if I'm the one who attacked Widuri first. Just when I slapped Widuri, also in the toilet there was no one's inner Cici.

Actually, he had only experienced a little stomach cramps, only Cici used it to make the good name of Widuri broken. And Cici succeeded, by lying to Haris. Said that Widuri wanted to finish her baby in the employee's toilet, knowing she was pregnant. Widuri did not want Cici to conceive Haris' child, so that Haris's treasure all fell into the hands of the child who was born Widuri.

"But Haris, pity Widuri. Let him stay here. And I live in my parents' house" said Cici stopping her crying." After all, the child in the womb is your child, the baby needs your attention."

"Don't think about it, let Widuri be my business. You better focus on thinking about this baby of ours" Haris said as his hand stroked Cici's stomach.

'Why are you like that, Wid?. And I love you so much. You're not the kind of Widuri I know anymore, Wid. The woman who had good, and cared deeply for others' inner Haris was disappointed.

'Sorry, Wid. I have to let you go after our baby is born. I can't accept a woman who can act rude, Wid' Inner Haris anymore. Although heavy heart to release Widuri, but Haris can not tolerate Widuri who can do violence.

**

Tok tok!

Widuri, who was still lying on the mattress, frowned, hearing the door of the house she was sitting on, from outside.

'Who?' batin Widuri sat her body down and came down from the top of the bed to open the door of the house.

'Pak Haris' Inner Widuri when opening the door of the house, Widuri saw Haris standing in front of the door with his second hand style inserted into his pants pocket. The man looked at her with a face with no expression at all.

"There's something I need to talk about" Haris said, stepping inside without asking for permission from Widuri.

"Please!" reply Widuri was still standing by the door.

Haris took out a card from his pants pocket, then placed it on the sofa table.

"In that card, there's money for your living expenses until you give birth. And in it I also add the money for compensation that has taken away your sanctity. And extra money as my apology. And there is also money as my thanks because you want to keep the child until birth" Haris said without removing the net from Widuri's face which hardened her jaw.

"After the child was born, the child became my full property. Don't try to take her away" Haris threatened.

"I don't need your money, and get out of here!" furious Widuri did not hesitate to throw Haris.

"Curtain! what about you, your Mother and your beloved wife?. Are you among the good guys?. It seems you're forgetting a memory, sir." Widuri screeched mocking Must who had insulted him.

"But that's it, I don't think, I need to say one by one the ugliness of people, to get good judgment from others. Enough I know, who You are, Your Mother, and Your Wife" said Widuri again.

"What do you mean?" Haris did not accept to hear the words of Widuri. Wasn't that woman who had hurt his wife and baby. Why is it as if Widuri does not accept being accused of guilt.

"I mean, get out of here. My stomach is nauseous if it lingers to see your face" replied Widuri, then approached Haris, pushed the man out of the house, and immediately closed the door and locked it tightly.

"I won't forgive you for the rest of my life Mr. Haris!" yelled Siduri while crying behind that door.

Haris who was still at the door was silent. Hearing Widuri yell while crying bitterly.

'What's wrong with him?' batin Haris, not aware of the words he said earlier that had hurt Widuri heart sick.

Not wanting his heart to waver to take off Widuri because he heard the woman crying, Haris immediately left the place, returned to his home.

"Why am I guilty?. Why do I have to endure this suffering?. Though I did nothing wrong to them" said Widuri Lirih.

Widuri went back into the room, laying her body on the bed. Like today is Sunday, Widuri uses it to rest more.

**

Oek oek oek!

Widuri who just woke up in the morning, immediately vomited her stomach in the bathroom of the house. Every day Widuri always has vomiting every waking up. And for him his condition will improve after that. Maybe the baby in the womb understands the situation, who is pregnant without a husband who is attentive.

After he finished spewing out his stomach, Widuri immediately took a shower. This morning he had to go to work as usual.

"Whoo! have you arrived?" Widuri who was already sitting in her work chair turned her head towards the woman who was walking towards her.

"New" replied Widuri continuously trying to review her smile.

"This is me bringing you a healthy breakfast for her baby grandpa" said Marya, putting a lunch box on the table Widuri.

"You must have brought vegetables. I don't want to" refused Widuri put on a pouting face. In this pregnant state, only to Marya can he indulge and call for attention.

"That's an omelet without the yellow. Keep on giving spinach the same slices of carrots" said Marya. Since pregnant, Widuri does not like yellow eggs. So he ate the white." There is fried rice without garlic as well" Marya added.

"Thank you!" reply Widuri his face looks cheerful hearing fried rice.

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