Marriage for Revenge
Knoweth

It did not feel all passed so quickly, now the gestational age of Nesya has entered the 36th week. It is certainly not easy to live by an innocent girl like Nesya, especially without the presence of the husband at her side. Not infrequently the girl cried, as if she did not accept the fate line she got.

"Is your stomach still hurting?" asked Fabian while giving a glass of milk to Nesya, since yesterday the woman who has the status of her best friend complained because her stomach feels bad.

"It's been light. Oh yeah, where's Ray, Rey, and Baby?" his eyes looked for the figure that had accompanied him all this time, Nesya felt happy because she was surrounded by good people like them.

"Come away." replied nonchalantly, Fabian did not care much for his crazy cousin. But deep in his heart, Fabian felt grateful because not infrequently his three cousins were involved if Nesya craved.

"How are you?" lirih Nesya while rubbing her stomach slowly, her lips smiled as she felt the movement of the baby in her stomach. As for the gender, Nesya did not want to know about it, she wanted to know after the baby was born. Similarly, with the labor process to be passed, Fabian suggested that Nesya do a caesarean section, the young man did not want anything to happen to Nesya or her baby.

Fabian who heard it could only smile, his mind was back on yesterday's events, until he involuntarily laughed making Nesya who was sitting next to him amazed.

"Why?"

"Nothing." apparently, Fabian tried to stop his laughter, he was not finished with Fariz, the man was now like a person less than work because every day waiting for him in front of the campus to be able to meet him.

Fariz knew that Fabian was hiding Nesya, the man now dissolves in his regrets, like a man lost his way, no day without looking for his wife.

"Akhc!"

"Sick ..." he sighed, the clear liquid was now wetting his cheek, he was reminded again of Fariz, his feelings were mixed, honestly he wanted Fariz who was by his side, not Fabian.

Meanwhile, a man is sitting with a photo of a woman in his hand, his heart is so devastated when he finds out the truth, it is true that his sister died of murder, but it is definitely not Abi. Now there are only feelings of guilt and remorse that are so deep, because he is all messed up.

"Arghh!! Nesya, where are you?" Fariz scrambled his hair, his body slumped to the floor, but moments later he ran out of the house and drove his car like a man in a car.

Not knowing why, the man who was about to become a father figure suddenly felt bad, but for sure he wanted to meet Nesya at any cost. But because he did not focus on driving, Fariz did not know that from the opposite direction there was a truck that drove very fast, it seemed like the truck had a brake blong.

Brakkk

An unexpected event, Fariz's car rolled over and hit an electric pole, the condition of the car was shapeless, a puff of smoke began to come out, some people seemed to approach Fariz's car to save him before the car exploded.

Fariz who was still half conscious could only resign, her body crumpled, her lips smilingly imagining Nesya holding a baby boy who was very adorable, "I hope you are happy without me, I hope you are happy without me, I'm sorry I can't be a good husband and father."

Duarrr

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