Bitter Tongue In-Law
28. The Bian Serapah Oath

Bian was still sitting on the long sofa, after Nuna's child was born just now her limp. Until the birth procession is complete and the procession after Bian is really not given the opportunity to talk that he is not the husband of Nuna. While Nuna herself did not explain anything not because she did not want to, she herself still gathered her strength because after her child was born she was unconscious for a moment.

"Bian, I'm sorry, yes you have to accompany Nuna here because Mother is late. It wasn't long in the toilet, but back here the door was locked. So I do not want to disturb the concentration of the Doctor who is handling Nuna. Finally, I chose to sit quietly outside. Sorry, yeah."

"It's okay, Mom. I'm not into that."

While Nuna was only silent because she bore the greatest shame. Sometimes he glanced at Bian who sat down with the head of the sofa leaning up his head. He was confused as to which one he used to say, an apology or a thank you.

Nuna's mother who had just become a grandmother since then was not tired and there was no boss to pet her first grandchild.

"Well you give me the name of your son? He's so handsome."

"Cashel Daniyal Akmal's. Cashel's call," answered Nuna as she stroked the forehead of the baby in the arms of the mother."

Staring at the baby for too long made Nuna back glistening. He was too small to bear the heavy burden of life. Suddenly it came to his head what if one day he grew up and asked where his father was? What's-her-name? He wants to meet? What answer should he give to his son?

"Mom, isn't he too early to have a problem? He was just born, but..." Nuna did not continue her sentence, she wiped away the tiny tears.

Hearing Nuna's trembling voice made Bian sit up straight. He was silent to hear Nuna's words. However, never hearing the next sentence makes Bian rise and walk to the bed Nuna. I don't know, he felt like getting close to Nuna lately, especially if he heard her crying. It really doesn't feel in the heart. Plus after the moment a few hours ago, the sense of this one he can not resist anymore.

"Nuna, you should know this. People who have just given birth and are breastfeeding should not be stressed. Don't think of anything that hasn't happened. Don't imagine anything bad or beautiful in a time you haven't even been through. I know what you're thinking. So just focus on your son, not the others."

Nuna nodded obediently, "Bian I'm sorry for the incident earlier, yes. You should be stuck here because of me and thank you for your strength."

"Look easy. Then I go home first, yeah. Bianca's alone. Don't forget to eat dinner. I'm saying goodbye, Mom." Bian had glanced at Nuna's son who did look handsome. He looks more like his father. Bian said in his heart, Arga would regret knowing the fact that the child Nuna conceived was his flesh and blood.

Blood meat? Remembering those two words made Bian want to help Nuna in her DNA test business.

"Once you're officially divorced with Nuna, you should marry me right away. This belly will get bigger, I don't want to be ashamed."

Bian heard a conversation that his voice had heard. His steps came to a halt and he twisted his body backwards. And sure enough, the assumption is right. He saw the figure of Arga and Lia who walked hand in hand.

A third look of the humans within the corridor met. A pair of eyes belonging to Bian highlighted the two in front of a very sharp gaze and a strong clenched hand. The veins on the back of his hand until it protruded out.

"You're a real jerk! What kind of a man are you? Animals are not as jerks as you. Your wife is fighting between life and death You're fucking here?" Bian was still aware he was in the hospital. Bian's sentence was painful, but he said it quietly and calmly.

"What's the deal with me? You're the one who hamili him why should I think about it? It's good that she's given birth, I can send the divorce papers right away."

"I'm waiting for you in the hospital's side yard."

Bian quickly covered away from there. It runs with stifled emotions and both eyeballs heating up.

It took him a few minutes to wait for Arga to reach the courtyard. His emotions were truly at the top given the brief conversation he had just heard. How could there be such a bastard by impregnating a woman for the second time. Plus the wife he got now also the result of pregnant out of wedlock and now he repeated again when he was still legally the husband of Nuna.

Arga had just reached the courtyard when a punch greeted the corner of his lips loudly. A red liquid instantly flowed down the corner of the man's lips.

Arga who did not accept of course returned the blow, but fateful, he actually fell down because Bian deftly dodged. Feeling there is a fitting moment, Bian vent his anger by giving a lot of blows until the man's face was battered.

"I'm doing this because you're wrong, you're wrong to accuse Nuna of being pregnant with my son. If he were my son, I would gladly welcome your divorce. If I impregnated Nuna, why would I have Nuna marry you? Tell me for what? Even my economy is much better than yours. I can take Nuna to the hospital, give her the best service, while you, what kind of man are you? If I impregnate Nuna, why would I plunge her and my son into the valley of suffering? You have no brain."

Arga is silent a thousand languages. Whether what the meaning of silence is, he justifies what Bian said or indeed he just realized that Bian said there was a meaning.

For the last time, Bian took advantage of this moment to take something from Arga and make the man regret as soon as possible.

"A punch of many will not be able to avenge the pain your wife experienced." Bian raised his hand and pulled strongly Arga's hair. He put his face close to Arga's and, "I swear I'll make you regret it and when it hurts you, you can never go back to your wife. You always accuse me of impregnating Nuna, right? I'm Daniyal Abian, will take Nuna from you. And that's when Nuna's time to laugh at you!" Bian then pulled tightly and tightly Arga's hair that he had been holding.

Bian just left when he got what he wanted. On the way, he opened his clasped hands. There's some Arga hair there. Seeing his efforts succeeding, he pulled both ends of his lips.