Alin and Hazar
CHAPTER 53

Hazar bowed pensively, sitting alone at the door of the treatment room. His appearance seemed messy, describing to the tangle of his mind now.

Hazar straightened his head as he felt someone's touch on his shoulder. “Papa, how's Mama doing?” Hazar was about to stand up but his shoulder was held by Papa Adi.

“Your mom is conscious. He's just exhausted, nothing to worry about.” Papa Adi sat down next to Hazar. “Better now you go home. Don't avoid Alin anymore, he could have misunderstood you with this kind of attitude. Let Papa take care of your Mama and Grandpa here.”

Hazar sighed and exhaled with a huff. “I don't want to meet with Alin, now. Papa knows for himself he's very stubborn. I don't want to fight with her anymore, Pa. If I go home now we will definitely fight again.” Hazar rubbed his face violently.

Papa Adi let out a long sigh staring concerned at the child alone puppet. Only this time Hazar would complain to others. Usually the son is always harboring and trying to solve his problems alone.

Alin was a huge influence on his son's life.

Papa Adi patted Hazar on the shoulder. “House fights are common, as long as you don't play rough with your wife. Avoiding will not solve your problems. Face it, and don't get out of the room before your problems are resolved. Usually that's what Papa does when fighting with your Mama.”

“What if Alin still asks me, to remarry? What should I do, Pa?”

Papa Adi let out a long sigh again, leaning his back on the back of the chair, his eyes looking bright.

“Have you ever hurt your wife?”

Hazar frowned, staring confusedly at her Papa. “What does Papa mean to ask like that?” ask Hazar gusar.

“Entaih! Maybe this is just Papa's hunch. And Papa's premonition got stronger when he met Haris this afternoon.”

Hazar was confused by the expression of his father just now. “What happened to Papa Haris? And what hunch is Papa talking about?” Urge Hazar.

“Entai!” Papa is sighing, riled up. “First, apologize to your wife. And find a way out of your problems together.”

“Alin will definitely force me to remarry, Pa. I still don't know how to turn it down!”

“You forced him anyway, he. Tell me you don't want to marry again.” Papa Adi patted Hazar on the shoulder. “This is your life, follow your heart. But, keep your wife's feelings. Reassure him in a good way.” Papa Adi breathed a heavy sigh. “Now go home. Your Mama's problem, let Papa try to convince her.”

Hazar again sighed, not only Alin, now his mother also had to face. Facing one woman only his head felt like breaking, now I have to add one more.

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Hazar did not return home immediately when Papa Adi returned to his mother's treatment room. He was still alone in his place. His memory returned at his meeting with the Hero this morning. Where Wira has told him while giving warning to him.

Why does the boy seem to always know with all the problems associated with Alin.

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“I've read some articles about you. From everything I read not once did a woman's name appear there. Successful people like you are certainly surrounded by many women, it is almost impossible for people like you to never have a lover. Or maybe you don't want your woman to be a public consumption, like some artists who choose to keep their relationship secret. That's why I'm going to ask, Alin woman to how much? And how valuable does he share, you? ” Wira asked steadily, her eyes had turned sharp.

“There is not a single woman I have hidden from the public. Having a lot of women around me doesn't mean they have to be mine. And about success never requires people to have a lover. Alin was my first woman, and will be my last too. She's my wife, of course she's precious to me!” Hazar's voice rose at the end of the sentence. He looked back at the hero.

The hero nodded, his face looking not too sure about Hazar's words just now. He threw his eyes in any direction. “She was also the first for me.” The hero stared at Hazar's left hand on the table. His vision centers on a wedding ring embedded in Hazar's ring finger. “I knew him first, and I liked him first too. While, You. Only knew her for one week, and instantly married her.”

Hazar was about to argue, but stopped. Because Wira is back to sound.

“Since my first day of college, Alin has always managed to shift my world. Because she looks too flashy than most other women. He was always alone, but never lonely. She did not wear fancy clothes and jewelry like the other women, but she looked more attractive. He didn't care much about the world around him, but he looked more friendly. She was never too focused in class, but she was the smartest student there, even without the frills of her family. That's why I didn't dare approach him, he looked too tall for me to reach. In fact, at that time I only knew him as an ordinary student like me, who only relied on scholarships.” He laughed, laughing at himself. “Thankfully I was still holding back then. Otherwise, I will look pitiful in his eyes.”

“I found out that he was the grandson of the owner of the Foundation two days before our graduation. It turns out that her family life is not as beautiful as her beauty. His family is terrible. But amazingly, she was a strong woman, she had a mentality as strong as a coral. He's not easy to conquer. I felt more and more inappropriate for him. Not because his family is rich, but because I feel so small, I will not be able to protect him from his family. On that very night, Alin was evicted from the house. He was thrown out without a penny. I should have pityed him then, but I was even more amazed at him. And it made me feel even more inappropriate for him. I won't be able to make it happy.” The hero turned to look at Hazar. “That night I decided to bury all my feelings on Alin. Though it was the first day I could talk and be close to him.” The hero pulled back the corner of his lips. Add to the bitterness in the story that it conveys.

Hazar remained silent on the story of Wira. Alin was expelled! He's never heard of that at all. There was still a lot he did not know about Alin.

“You no longer fight for it, now?” hazar asked, clearly yesterday Wira was acting as if she was going to take Alin away from him.

“I am not fighting for it. Now I just want to stay close to him, and be the person closest to him. Ever since she married you, my views have always been changing towards her. He sometimes looks very valuable, and sometimes looks like a neglected person. If he were to return, I would take him back to my mother's house. And if it really happened, I would never let go of it again.”

Hazar's ears were heating up hearing the last sentence of the Hero.

Hero grins. “We can't see the future, I'm just being on guard. And if it really happens later, maybe I won't feel guilty to you. Because I've been warning you since the beginning.” The hero answered quickly.

The fierce gazes of the two had to be cut off, as someone had just knocked on the door of the room they were in.

The hero must leave at that time, because there is a very urgent business. Before leaving, he takes Hazar to Alin's room.

“You, look not okay, Sir. You better rest here. Your room will I have prepared.” Without waiting for Hazar's approval, Wira goes straight out of the room to have someone prepare a room for Hazar.

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With a heavy heart Hazar was forced to return home. Along the way he kept sighing, riled up. His mind was dead-end, and chaotic. But he's determined to solve his problems tonight. This situation tormented him greatly, he also did not want to drag on in this matter anymore.

Hazar went straight to his room on the second floor. He already knew the whereabouts of his wife from Aunt Yona who welcomed him earlier.

Hazar sighed for a moment before opening the room door. He didn't find Alin there. Hazar heaved a sigh of relief, there was still time for him to calm down for a moment.

Hazar sits on the side of the bed, and he can hear the sound of the closet door being shifted indicating that Alin is in the dressing room. But he had no intention of catching up, he remained silent in his place.

Time seems to be slow. Many times Hazar glanced at the clock on the nightstand, Alin still did not come out of the dressing room. Hazar stared at the door of the locker room, there was no sign that Alin was going out from there.

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Because Alin did not come out of the dressing room, Hazar finally stood up to the dressing room.

Hazar stands under the locker room door frame. He looked stunned to find Alin sitting with her eyes closed. A bottle of mineral water and a bottle of medicine were stored on the table next to his wife.

Alin is still unaware of Hazar's presence.

With a slow step Hazar approached Alin's place. He grabbed the medicine bottle and watched it closely.

“What medicine, this?”

Alin's eyes were wide open, he did not expect Hazar to come home and stand in front of him. Ali stood up and snatched the medicine bottle from Hazar's hand. His face looked worried.

“I-this, this is just a pain reliever.” replied Alin stuttered.

“Pain relief!” Hazar frowned, looking at Alin full of prints. “You, sick?”

Alin looked wrong. Hazar's sudden presence made him forget everything. His mind felt empty and empty.

“No, I'm just coming month.”

Hup! Alin immediately smothered his mouth. He just slipped.

“Come months?” Hazar is getting closer to Alin. “Didn't you tell the doctor that you haven't been a month since two years ago!?”

Hazar restrains Alin's waist as his wife is about to move away from him.

Alin looked confused, not knowing what to do.

Hazar held Alin's chin, forcing his wife to answer and look him in the eye.

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