A Broken Heart
A Question from Jihan

After finishing the food in her mouth, Jihan immediately drank it and put it back on the mat. After leaving Father and Mother, Jihan immediately ran to her Father and stepmother.

From far away Jihan had seen her father's sparkling gaze when she saw him approaching her there. But in contrast to the gaze of the woman sitting beside her Father, who Jihan knew was the wife of her Father who had replaced her Mother. Staring at him with a hostile look.

But Jihan ignored the woman and ran to embrace her father who had spread his arms asking to be brought up immediately.

Jihan immediately ran into her father's warm embrace and hugged him tightly. Not to forget his father gave him a few kisses on some parts of his face that made him laugh.

"I'm sorry, Jihan, Dad, for not being able to come with me. But take it easy, Jihan will accompany me with this aunt here." Show it to Indah who immediately threw a forced smile at him.

"Thank you, baby." He said and stroked his son's black hair.

Jihan and Arlan were busy chatting and occasionally laughing, ignoring Indah who had put on her sour face because her husband's attention was seized by the actions of the little girl beside him. He seemed invisible and was not included in the conversation Father and son beside him.

"Dad, Jihan, want that. Can you?" Her question showed her puppy eyes pointing at a mocca float drink that looks very appetizing at a scorching moment like this.

Arlan immediately looked towards Indah because the drink was his wife's drink. Gave him a code to have the drink given to his son. Indah forced to nod her head and give a drink that she had not touched in the least to her stepson.

In his heart he felt arrogant because he had to be thirsty at a time like this. She did not drink because she did not like green tea.

Yes, Arlan used to not like that one drink but because Hana really likes the type of one drink, so he began to try and eventually he was addicted. Until now Arlan always bought that one drink when it was out.

Jihan sipped her stepmother's drink while looking closely at her stepmother's face, judging from all sides the woman who had taken her Father from her Mother.

"Akhhh, fresh. Thanks, aboute, the drinks are great." He said to keep the drink glass back on the mat.

"Name, aunt, who?" Ask her stepmother.

Beautifully revealed her smile but Jihan can judge that the smile was forced smile.

"Name, aunt, lovely, dear." Say it as softly as possible.

Jihan who heard it instantly shuddered with goosebumps hearing the voice of her stepmother.

"Oh, auntie's name, lovely!" He said while nodding his head.

"If you may know, about meeting Jihan's father, where?" Asked curious to know the beginning of his father and stepmother together.

Beautiful who heard her instantly looked towards her husband. They stared at each other for a few seconds. After that, he looked back at his stepson.

"Aunty met your father at the company where your father worked. From there your aunt and father started to get close and can be together."

"Oh, that, yeah. Didn't you know that Jihan's father had a wife and children? Aunty still wants that, same, Dad?" Plain asking.

Hearing her stepson's question made her scratch her non-itchy nape while looking at her husband. He must be careful in answering his stepson's questions.

"Mmm aunty knows, baby. God says something else. Aunty father can still be together."

"Oh, that, yeah, auntie. Because of God, so now your aunt can be together?"

Arlan who was sipping his green tea drink immediately choked on hearing the innocent words of his daughter. Soon he took a tishu and cleaned his hand because he had closed his mouth.

It was beautiful to be so ashamed to hear the words of her stepson. She recalls her previous efforts to be with her husband. He scratched his non-itchy nape. Already out of words, overwhelmed to answer the questions of his stepson who thinks critically.

Not because of God, but he chose this path. His own fault so that he stuck in the relationship between himself and Indah.forget with his son and his wife. Until finally his wife found out about his actions and betrayed his love. Hana gave her choice to choose, but foolishly again she still chose Beautiful. Now he regretted letting go of the woman who once loved him.

His fault, all his fault. If time can be repeated, he wants to fix everything from the beginning so that all this does not happen but if only it remained if. He must accept the destiny that God has laid down upon him.

Arlan immediately catches the figure he misses so much, his ex-wife who is joking and laughing cheerfully with her new priest. He shouldn't have done something like this, but his heart can't lie that he still holds love for his ex-wife.

He used to be in that position, loved by Hana, adored and loved with all his heart, but he broke his heart and his feelings. There was no longer the look of love that Hana had given her.

Arlan exhaled a rough breath and lowered his head.

Arlan regained his senses from his daydream and looked at his girl who did not stop chattering and asked questions that seemed to make his wife dizzy.

Arlan feeds his son a brown banana roll so that his son can stop for a moment. Jihan who was fed by banana roll instantly silenced and chewed a snack in her mouth.

Arlan cleaned the rest of the chocolate that was stuck to the tip of her child's lips using a tishu. Jihan pointed at her sweaty face so that her father would wipe her. Arlan painstakingly did what his daughter told him. He also fixed his son's hair tie that had been messy here and there because of its activity.

"Udah. Son, Dad, it's beautiful again." Say it while kissing gaunchy cheek puffed up his son.

Jihan laughed and was treated like that.

"Dad, it was, yeah! Jihan wants to go back, Mother and Father Revan. Jihan's been here a long time, Dad."

"Well, what a pussy, baby. Dad, right, still misses the same thing, Jihan!"

Jihan gave her sweetest smile towards her father.

"Let's go on again. Now Jihan wants to go back. If you miss Jihan, come and pick Jihan up at home, Revan's dad, OK!" His words showed his thumb and smiled revealing his toothless tooth.

Arlan was made anxious by the behavior of his son who was very funny in his eyes. Wanting to feel, he took his son home, coloring and accompanying the emptiness of his life. But that was impossible, Hana would definitely not allow it.

He weakly nodded his head. Afterwards, Jihan approached her father, hugged him and kissed him on the cheek.

Now he hugged Beautiful. Beautiful stiffly returned the embrace of her stepson.

"Aunty is so beautiful." He said to his stepmother as her embrace slipped. The beautiful who heard it instantly revealed her smile praised by Jihan.

"But baby... Aunty's face is too white, like kobe flour!" Beautiful face changed drastically because it was put on like that by his stepson. Only this time there was someone who said it like that, let alone this was the son of her husband.

"Handling doang, aunt." His words smirked innocently, "Beautiful aunt, really. Same with Dad."

"Jihan go first, yeah. Assalamualaikum." He said cheerfully and ran back to his father and mother.

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