
The next night, all the family members gathered.
A birthday cake was in front of Ken and his son sitting on his papa's lap.
Dinner went well before finally the way that Arthur was waiting.
As with the usual rituals, sing happy birthday, blow candles and cut cakes.
Arthur and his father cut the cake and vaporized it to Karin.
"Thank you baby, remember the birthday of our mother and son." Ken feeds Karin the cake and then kisses her forehead. So did Arthur do the same as his father did.
"Bun now Arthur asked for his gift."
"Dear, my mom didn't forget, but I'll get it in the room first." Karin stood up and walked a little limping because of the wounds she had. Ken realized that and approached Karin.
"What's the matter, honey, why are you hobbling?"
"No papa mas, just a footache." lied Karin
"Don't lie, let me see this."
"Don't mas. .no papa really." Ken remained pushy and crouched raising Karin's long dress slightly onto it.
"What's this baby, why are you getting hurt, what's going on?" Ken asked Karin a question.
"I. . I. . "
"All right, let's talk in the room, let Arthur play with the others, and I need an explanation from you." Ken guided Karin to the room and sat her on the edge of the bed.
"What happened to you, tell me baby, why you got hurt." Ken again asked and crouched down in front of Karin.
"So Karin accidentally got hit by a car, and hurt Karin's leg. But no papa kok mas was brought to the doctor."
"No papa what, I know you can't stand pain if you get hurt, why don't you tell me the same thing if you don't know yourself from your path. it must be because of the mas that made you so." Ken rested his head on Karin's thigh.
"I'm sorry, I told you so many times that I didn't do anything that night, I really don't remember who took me to that hotel."
"That's it, don't talk about it anymore. Karin has forgiven me and Karin hopes this doesn't happen again."
Karin pulled the paper bag nearby and gave it to her husband.
"Happy birthday, I hope you can be a better husband and father. Take this little gift from your wife."
Ken took the gift from Karin and opened it. Karin gave a Swiss watch brand the famous TAG Heuer.
"Thank you for this beautiful gift, but for the more beautiful mas in is when the wife mas still always faithful with mas."
For a moment they were all at one another, before Arthur's screams all spread out.
"Mas, Arthur's been calling."
"Yes, listen, honey just rest in the room let the mas who gave the gift to Arthur, I know you are holding back pain." Karin nodded and let Ken give her the gift.
Ken came out to his son, and gave Arthur his gift." Sorry mommy, baby, you can't give this gift directly to Arthur, because mommy has sore feet again."
"Bak Karin why mas?" saut Adit upon hearing that his brother was ill.
"Today's gone in a car stamp, and I just found out when he's running a little rough."
"As for how things are going, Karin wasn't okay like nothing happened."
"You look there, your mother's situation is in the room."
"Yes, um." Adit hurriedly approached his older brother who was feeling worried.
"Where was the mother? don't you use a driver."
"Mother was back in a taxi. Mother bought a present for Arthur."
"Well, now Arthur sees his toys in the playroom with auntie. Let mama rest." Arthur nodded and went to the playroom.
Adit approached Karin who was still sitting leaning on the bed.
"Sir, why mbak can be like this, why not say if you are injured," Adit sat down beside Karin and stomped on the part of her leg that was not injured.
"Bak no papa Dit, do not worry the day after tomorrow may have begun to dry the wound. Some people are responsible for bringing medical treatment to the hospital."
"If he's responsible why don't you drive him home, if anything happens on the street how?" saut Ken returned to the room.
"Sunday who did not want to be in between, he was willing to deliver but Karin who did not want to. Udah mas do not need to be discussed again, anyways Karin is not papa."
"Yes, just take a break, Adit's out."
Adit left them both.
Ken moved to sit next to Karin.
"Is there a medicine the doctor gave you?"
"There's in the pocket of the bag that's on the table." Ken reached into Karin's pocket and found medicine and a business card.
"Reval Mahaputra's. From the company REVALDA where did my wife get this business card?" muttered Ken and squeezed the business card and kept it in the pocket.
"Take the medicine and rest, let your wounds be good quickly, do not get off the bed if it still hurts to take a walk."
"Keep if you can't get out of bed, if your wife wants to go to the toilet how? do I have to wake up?"
"What's the point of having a husband if you can't help a struggling wife."
"Yes. . Yes. . ."
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Reval threw his body on the bed where he was resting. "What happened to me? why do I suddenly think of that face?" Reval pictured the face of the woman he had dragged in the middle of the day.
Shortly knocking on the door interfered with Reval who was being imagined.
"Get in, the door's not in the lock." cried Reval
"Nobody from anywhere, since yesterday did not come home. Not ngabarin Dinda again." babble the sister to her brother.
"So, I'm busy, what do you want to report?"
"Here, Dinda wants to give Dinda's work yesterday to your sister's enemy as if she was making love to your sister." Reval then sat down and took the flash that his sister gave him.
"But you don't really do it, you're not tempted."
"Maybe Dinda would give Dinda's precious crown to a married man. Dinda just left the same old lipstick mark on the neck as if it really happened."
"It turns out that behind my sister's innocence this seems to be cunning as well. Yes brother believes in you, besides brother is also not sincere if this brother brother brother gets to enjoy the jerk guy."
"Yaudah, Dinda's out first. mat night brother." Dinda went out of her sister's room.
"Finally you fall into a trap too Ken, wait for this drama to start.I make sure your family is destroyed, that's the beginning of my plan." muttered Reval while playing the flash given by his sister.
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