Prologue

I am a misogamist, that means, i don't believe in marriage. I hate everything about marriage, maybe because that's what i had witness about my friends situation right now. I have two friends who has a failed marriage and that's the thing i don't want to happen to me.

I am not from a broken family because honestly my parents are still together happy and being cheesy together. That's why when they asked me when i will settle down I just shrug my shoulder. And they got the point that I am still not into that thing.

Until one day, i got someone pregnant and she's bearing my child. I may hate that marriage thing but my fondness on babies is vise versa. I hate marriage because it signify a life-long commitment and i am not ready to that, but having a life long commitment in a baby being his/her father is a spare to that. Especially if my blood is running into his/her veins.

Then this thing happened, because she won't let me father my baby, unless i will marry her and that is a curse for me. But because of wanting my baby badly i broke that promise and marry her. I never felt happy being tied to her. I only care for the baby and nothing else. She served me, doing a lot of wifely duties but i didn't care.

Then one afternoon i came home from work i saw her kneeling in front of me and was crying very hard asking for forgiveness. I ask her why, then everything happened so fast. I hurt her physically, who wouldn't do it if you just learned that she lost the baby and can't answer me the reason why.

I was very devastated that day that i scared her to death. I let her hear me talking to my men saying what usually do to someone who have a sin on me. I accused her, i accused her of killing my baby and she did nothing but cry.

Even if i scared her that my men and I will kill her i didn't mean it because i care for her now, or at least that's what i tell to my self now that she's gone.

She's gone for a week, and someone returned her. She's inside the sack and lifeless. I can't even recognize her face because of many bruises. I thought she's dead.

"Sir we did punished her as what you said, we didn't finish her because we thought you would love to end her life yourself." the man says.

"Give me your gun," i said coldly.

Then he gave it to me and i returned his bullet by sucking it to his stomach.

"All of you! You are all stupid! How could you do this to my wife!" I shouted and let them feel my wrath. And to feel my wrath means they have to stay in the hospital for a year or more than that.

"She's in coma," the only answer I got from my father who took care of her. My dad was very disappointed to me because if what i did.

"Process your annulment as soon as possible so that she can sign it the moment she wake up or maybe don't bother your self because I doubt if she would still wake up, you must be lucky and hold a party if she won't." That's his final words before heading out the room. It hit me so bad.

I may not a good husband to her but i care for her.

Our marriage is a not a secret but only few people knew it. Even her parents doesn't know about it yet and now what I did was in acceptable.

My mom hurt her and i also hurt her. My mom hurt her because she doesn't like her and thought she's a slut, i hurt here because i don't like her and care only to the baby, but now the baby is gone. It's very stupid of me to only think of our baby, very stupid of me to only think about my pain about our lost. I forgot that she's the one who's more in pain than me, because she's the one carrying our angel and I witnessed how she take care of her self just to took care of the baby too.

She only have dad in her side. What if her parents would know about this? Would they get her away from me? What about me? I wipe my tears and hold her hands.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry please," I cried and hug her.