Trial Marriage Husband : I Am CEO’s Plaything

"Hi mom, it's me Lisa," the woman's voice choked from the other side of the phone.

"Lisa! How are you? I miss you so much. Yesterday I called Oscar saying you gave birth at home, right? How come you didn't call me? I can take care of you and your child there," Kumala asked from across.

Hearing that sentence, Lisa's lips immediately trembled. Her eyes were filled with tears. She could not help crying in her heart and said, "No need, mom. There is Mrs. Rusminah to look after me. You don't have to bother coming here."

As she heard her eldest daughter crying from the other side of the phone, Kumala began to worry and asked, "Why are you crying? Lisa are you okay?"

Lisa tried to hold back the emotions in her heart. She also tried to keep her voice steady with a great effort and then took a deep breath. The woman was silent for a moment to calm her mind.

After she mustered her courage, Lisa decided to tell the truth. "Mom, I had a miscarriage. I never gave birth at home,"

Sobs began to break the silence between the two.

Lisa knew her mother couldn't hear bad news over the phone but it's better to be honest in the beginning than making things more complicated later.

On the other side of the phone, Kumala sounded very uneasy. Her breath was so fast that Lisa could hear a faint painful moaning behind the call.

"I don't understand this. When I called Oscar yesterday, he said your son was okay. I was very happy that you finally gave me a grandchild!"

"Mom, Oscar said that so you wouldn't worry. So that your disease will not recur. Trust me mom, I had a miscarriage. Our child died on the way!"

On the other side of the phone, Kumala was silent for a long time. She could not believe that her grandson was dead.

She hoped that she could hold new grandson in her arms soon, but unfortunately, the baby did not survive.

Kumala's cell phone fell to the floor, disconnecting Lisa's call.

"Hello mom? Hello? Are you still there? Mom can you hear me?"

A disconnected tone sounded from across. The call between Lisa and her mother was completely cut off.

Lisa felt even more guilty. She shouldn't have told her mother rashly, but there was a feeling in her heart that told her to tell the truth immediately. She regretted the incident that took her baby's life still, but it wasn't her fault either.

If it weren't for Clara's doing at that time, Lisa's child would have been born safe and sound next month!

Lisa returned Mrs. Rusminah's cell phone and rushed to her mother's apartment. She hurriedly put on a jacket while trembling a little bit and ordered a taxi.

"Sir, go to the South City apartment. Please bring me there quickly!" She asked hastily.

"Yes, but be patient please. I will deliver immediately. Which way do you prefer to take?" The driver asked, a little annoyed.

"Just go straight on this way, it won't take long!"

The taxi driver immediately stepped on the gas pedal with full force. Throughout the trip, Lisa was a little nauseous because the driver was inconsiderate, but it wasn't a problem for her. She wanted to hurry to her mother's apartment and meet the middle-aged woman. She hoped nothing bad happened.

About 30 minutes later, the taxi pulled up in front of the entrance to South City apartment. Lisa hurriedly handed the money to the driver and told him to keep the change.

The woman ran to the lobby and approached the elevator, then pressed the number 4 button.

Arriving at the 4th floor, Lisa ran towards the door to room number 404. She took out a spare card and swiped it on the doorknob and hurriedly opened the door.

Lisa searched all parts of the apartment but she could not find her mother.

The woman even called several times but there was no response.

"Oh no," Lisa muttered, starting to worry. Cold sweat started to flood her forehead.

She went up to the second floor, checking Bella's room, and still it was empty.

Checked the guest rooms, empty.

Check out Kumala's room, also empty.

Where did her mother go?

Lisa went down again to the first floor and checked the kitchen. Normally, Kumala spent most of her time in the kitchen but this time the middle-aged woman wasn't there.

Lisa started to panic. She didn't know if her mother did something unreasonable after hearing about the news that her grandson died in a miscarriage!

The woman paused for a moment. Her mind started to become a mess. She closed her eyes to regain her composure and took a long breath. She held it for a few seconds then exhaled it.

Lisa walked over to the living room and laid her sluggish body on the soft sofa that she hadn't sat in for a long time.

The woman looked up, staring at the crystal chandelier hanging in the middle of the living room. The light glowed very faintly. Her eyes grew bright as she stared at it.

A few moments later, the sound of a doorknob being opened was heard from behind the door. A middle-aged woman walked in with unsteady steps. Her face looked pathetic. Her eyes were filled with tears.

Lisa looked at the figure of the middle-aged woman with a surprised expression.

"Lisa?" She said softly.

"Mother?" Lisa replied with teary eyes.

"Why are you here?"

Lisa ignored her mother's question. She immediately ran to her mother and hugged her tightly. Cries broke out between the two.

"Mother, I'm so sorry. It's not my fault that my son died!" She sobbed behind her embrace.

"Never mind, Lisa. Calm yourself. Mother also needs time to digest everything," Kumala said softly.

Deep down, Kumala was happy that her eldest daughter visited her apartment. Since Lisa became pregnant, her eldest daughter rarely gave her any news. She thought that Lisa needed a lot of rest and so she didn't want to intrude on Lisa's privacy. Hence Kumala didn't dare to contact Lisa.

"I'm sorry I didn't give you any news! I'm so sorry for worrying you! But I can't keep the true story alone."

"Lisa, to be honest I'm disappointed with you and your husband. I was disappointed because you two, as husband and wife, even lied to me. I feel so offended!"

"Forgive us, mom. We did that because we didn't want to worry you!"

"I was shocked and disappointed when I heard that you had a miscarriage. What a heavy blow for me. But what else can I do? Besides, it's not your fault, right?"

Lisa hugged her mother tightly. The middle-aged woman told her eldest daughter to sit on the sofa and talk.

"Lisa do you want a drink?" Kumala asked.

"Just water is fine. I'm also not in the mood."

The middle-aged woman walked into the kitchen and returned with a glass of water. She handed the glass to Lisa.

Lisa took a sip of water from her mother. She took a deep breath while wiping away the tears that still rolled down her cheeks.

"Take a deep breath, calm down first," Kumala said soothingly.

"I'm worried that something might happen to you. When we called earlier, Mother suddenly fell quiet for a long time and after that I heard the sound of a cell phone falling. I thought you passed out or something. That's why I came here right away."

"Oh no, I was just so shocked when I heard the news that you had a miscarriage, Lisa. I'm sorry, my cell phone slipped from my hand and fell."

There was a momentary silence as the atmosphere between the two turned gloomy. Lisa was still crying while her mother tried to calm her down.

"Mom, I want to tell you something," Lisa said softly as she rubbed her teary eyes.

Kumala nodded and stroked Lisa's back.

"The reason why I had a miscarriage was because...."

Before Lisa finished her sentence, she thought of Clara. Lisa hadn't had the chance to tell her mother that Oscar was allegedly having an affair with his ex-girlfriend. She didn't want her mother to find out that the cause of Lisa's miscarriage was Clara!

"Why Lisa?" Kumala asked curiously.

"Umm… I slipped up and fell down the stairs. That's why I miscarried, I had an internal bleeding."

Kumala was surprised to hear Lisa's sentence. She closed her mouth, her eyes began to tear up.

"Oh my God, Lisa... How come you didn't tell me anything about it? It's dangerous to climb the stairs when you're pregnant, kid!"

"I've said my reason, I don't want to make you worry," Lisa replied softly.

"Oh my God, I don't know what else to say. I'm sick to hear that Lisa."

"Yes, I know. Forgive me..."

"I'm sick to hear that my eldest daughter always has an accident! You should have contacted me directly at that time!"

Lisa nodded. Regret began to fill her mind.

"But I'm grateful that you came here safe. It's okay, Lisa. You can try again, right?"

Lisa was speechless, she couldn't think of anything else. She just nodded and cleared her throat in agreement with her mother.. She still didn't have the guts to tell about her plan to divorce Oscar.