MY WIFE'S TEARS MY KARMA
CHAPTER 15

The warm rays of the sun touched the pale skin of Ronan who was basking in the backyard with his assistant, bik Surti.

The last few days Ronan couldn't rest in peace. Every night his wife was always present in his dreams crying.

Because lack of rest coupled with the amount of work that began to accumulate in the office made Ronan's health deteriorate again.

“ Sir do not mind too much because it is not good for the condition of the heart sir..”, said bik Surti attentively.

The old woman was quite concerned about her employer's declining health condition which made her look very weak.

“ Do you think non Azkia yes..”.

“ A papa must have a hunch if something happens – things are not good to his daughter..”, inner bik Surti sad.

Seeing his master take a few deep breaths while closing his eyes and holding his chest, Surti immediately pushed Ronan's wheelchair into the house so that his master could rest.

“ Bik...”.

“ Please don't tell Azkia about my condition...”.

“ I don't want him to feel anxious...”, said Ronan weakly.

“ Good sir...”, said bik Surti obediently.

After helping Ronan lie on the bed and envelop him, Bik Surti came out of the room to cook and clean the house.

“ What I tried to come to a non Azkia place yes...”.

“ Who knows there I can find a clue regarding my suspicions...”, inner bik Surti waver.

After wrestling with his mind for a while, the monk Surti also strengthened his determination to stop by Azkia's place tomorrow morning while he was shopping monthly.

“ True...”

“ Tomorrow is the right time so that the master will not suspect..”, inner bik Surti decided.

Meanwhile, at Ardan's residence, Azkia was not in a state of mind with Meysa who continued to look for – because of him.

The woman seemed to keep trying to find – find fault Azkia until finally the girl was punished by her husband.

Even so Azkia was a little grateful at least after Meysa stayed in this house every night she could sleep well because Ardan always accompanied her affair every night.

If you say Azkia is not jealous or hurt, it's all a lie. Which wife can cover her husband's chest with her affair every night.

But as a wife who is not considered, Azkia can not do anything but surrender to accept the destiny that exists and outlined to him.

As usual, if there was free time he would confide in his best friend Sindy. Telling all the things that are a burden on his mind and heart at this time.

The burden on Azkia felt a little reduced and she would get excited again after finishing messaging with Sindy.

He wanted to go and fly to the place where his best friend lived and leave his toxic marriage.

But when her memory of the threat that Ardan gave her, Azkia's guts shrieked.

Azkia is very aware that the existence of the papa is all – things for her current life.

Without the papa, maybe Azkia will not be as strong and strong as this in the face of the journey of his life that is full of twists and turns.

After putting her smartphone beside the pillow, Azkia immediately pulled the blanket to immediately enter the dream realm.

The next day, Bik Surti had prepared everything including recording all the materials he would buy so that he would not spend much time outside.

“ Alright..”.

“ I went to non Azkia first before going to the market to shop..”, batin bi Surti full of enthusiasm.

After preparing breakfast and medicine that must be taken by his employer, Bik Surti was ready to go shopping.

“ Correct sir...”

“ I nebeng the same sir Danu just happened to be in the same direction..”, said bik Surti refused.

Previously, Bik Surti had been communicating with Mr. Danu to ride his car until he arrived in front of the Azkia housing on the grounds that there was Ronan's luggage that he had to deliver directly there.

Mr. Danu who already knows well with the Azkia family and also the monk Surti certainly did not put the slightest suspicion.

Be now bik Surti is in front of the housing complex where Azkia lives because he does not want to be escorted to the front of rash on the grounds that there is something he must buy first in front of the complex.

After Danu's pick-up car disappears, Surtipun's bik begins to walk into the residential complex where Azkia lives.

Bik Surti immediately turned his face when he saw Ardan's car passing by and entered into a luxurious house not far from where he stood.

Seeing Ardan get out of the car with a face full of anger while shouting Azkia's name loudly, Bik Surtipun immediately pulled out his phone from his pocket to record everything in front of him.

Azkia who was grabbed by her hair violently from behind immediately fell down with a crackle full of grass falling scattered on the ground.

“ Basic useless woman...”.

“ Plakkk.

“ Plakkk...”, Ardan curses Azkia roughly while slapping her many – times.

Not satisfied with slapping and grabbing Azkia's hair, Ardan kicked Azkia's stomach and body until the girl could only curl up on the ground while crying.

Without everyone knowing, behind the big tree next to Ardan's house there was a Surti bik standing who witnessed and heard all the things that Ardan did to Azkia.

With trembling hands, the cellphone that had been directed to the house of Ardan continued to light up along with the blows and the curse that Ardan gave to his wife.

Bik Surti could only close his eyes while crying in silence watching all these events.

After Ardan dragged Azkia into the house, then the bik Surti stepped away while covering his mouth with one hand holding back the crying.

“ Forgive aunt non...”

“ Aunty can only hurt without being able to do what – what...”, mutant bik Surti while sobbing.

Bik Surti stopped for a moment on the side of the road because his legs were shaking and feeling weak after hurting the violence that Ardan did against Azkia.

After feeling a little calm, Bik Surti again continued his journey to the security post in front of the housing complex while wiping his tears violently.

While waiting for the online motorcycle taxi he ordered, Bik Surti sat at the security guard post while massaging his chest which arrived – felt tight.

“ May you can give justice to non Azkia.

“ Pity non Azkia if left too long to live with such a rude and cruel husband..”, inner bik Surti expectantly.

After Ardan finished venting his frustration, he immediately went out and climbed into his car back to the office.

Bik Mina who saw Azkia lying stiff on the floor covered in blood immediately shouted to the two bodyguards in front of the house to immediately take Azkia to the hospital.

Although both are still confused with the existing conditions, but seeing if Azkia's pulse is very weak, both without much question immediately carry Azkia into the car.

“ Is it okay ma'am we take non Azkia to the hospital ?....”, asked Somad anxiously.

“ I tried to contact young pour, but the phone is not active...”.

“ His breathing is already very weak sir, if not taken to the hospital I fear non Azkia will die..”.

“ Moreover, the blood on his head does not want to stop at all...”, said bik Mina as much as she pleased.

Not wanting to waste any more time, Somad and one of the bodyguards and Bik Mina immediately rushed to the nearest hospital.

While Ardan who was sliding quickly to the hospital did not know if his assistant sent a message to bring Azkia to the hospital in a critical condition because his phone died due to low bat.