Beautiful Doctor, Actor
Agree to separate

"If Zidan is the father of your baby, then why do you want to separate them?" Birawa said after Prilly finished reading the letter. "Dad please son, leave Adam to Dinda, and accept Zidan to be your husband"

There was no reply from Prilly, she just shook her head.

"Fulfill your trust, baby! help me grant her wish. After all, Adam already does not love you, why do you keep a husband who loves another woman? why would you risk your heart to feel the pain of loving without being loved?"

"It would be more beautiful to live in love than to love, Prilly. For example, your mother's life suffered so much because she did not get love from father, she even ended her own life because father was late to realize mother's love. So please, don't you repeat what happened to your mother, I don't want to lose you"

The woman immediately rubbed her cheek which was filled with clear circles from the eye pelupukan.

"Zidan is better son" Birawa added, trying to give his daughter some understanding. "Dad can guarantee that"

"But I don't love him, Dad"

"Trust that love will grow over time, like a father who loves you more and more"

"How many years does it take to forget Adam and love Zidan, Dad?"

"It won't be long if you close the door of your heart to Adam, then open it for Zidan and let him in"

"That means, I let the actor win?" prilly muttered which made Birawa's forehead shrivel sharply.

"Honored son, Dinda deserves a secondhand from a classy woman like you"

Birawa thought that during the marriage, Adam and Prillya often engaged in marital relations.

"Give Adam to Dinda, then you, live with the man who loves you so much"

Long enough Prillya did not reply to the words of the father, felt unwilling if he had to give the man he loved to another woman. Especially for Dinda who clearly deliberately wants her husband. The woman who dared to ruin her life.

"Well, I will fulfill my mother's trust" said Prilly after being silent for a few minutes.

"I'll divorce Adam, and accept Zidan, but if until this child is born I can't love him yet, I'll divorce him"

Besides being happy, Birawa also seemed surprised to hear the princess's words. Looks like it's PR for him so that Prillya can fall in love with Zidan. Since Prilly's content had already begun to enter the second month, it meant that there were seven months left to complete the mission.

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The night after his parents' house, Adam does not head straight to Dinda's house, he stops by Zaki's ustadz house to consult about his divorce from Prilly. The man asked if he could divorce his pregnant wife.

"Such as the wife must be in a state of holiness and not in a condition that has been meddled (after being in the holy period), or can also be turned on during pregnancy. So the conclusion is the same, that divorce during pregnancy is allowed"

That's the answer that Adam got from ustadz Zaki who has a fairly mature religious knowledge.

A little relieved Adam actually, but on the other hand he worried about Prillya who would most likely refuse his divorce.

Sighing quietly, the man told Prilly via a short message that he did not return home but would return to Dinda's apartment and stay there. No matter if the message is only read without reply.

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Upon arriving at the apartment, Dinda who was busy cooking did not realize Adam's return. Because of the effect of the sound of the cooker hood added with the twang of the silk and the pan clashing against each other, he did not know that the husband was standing behind him.

Slowly, Adam wrapped his hand around Dinda's stomach, then landed his chin on her shoulder.

"Astaghfirullah" The woman snorted. He almost threw sutil because he was so surprised.

As he turned around, there was a nosy grin painted on Adam's face. Spontaneous Dinda hit her husband's arm and then kissed the back of his hand.

"Mas ngagetin knows" His face flushed red, while his heart still left quite a strong vibration.

"What cooking?" adam's hand was stretched out to put out the fire on the stove behind his wife's body.

"Egg omelette, oseng spinach equal corn, keep chicken rica"

"Wow, yummy dong"

"If you let go of the gold hands, that's the chicken's charred"

When he was about to turn around, Adam hurriedly prevented him while saying. "The fire is dead"

"Cock on matiin?"

"Your husband misses you"

"Don't do it, better take a shower now, keep eating"

Dinda who was shorter than Adam, he looked up, staring at the haggard-looking face of the husband. A second later, his hand, which landed on Adam's waist, was now cupping his face.

"Mas tired?"

Adam nodded without a word.

"There's something I want to say"

"What about?" dinda asked. His hands again clenched Adam's waist.

"After dinner, okay!"

Dinda's eyeballs moved following the movements of Adam's eyeballs, then he nodded curiously.

After preparing a change of clothes for her husband earlier, Dinda did not deny that her mind continued to guess what Adam would say after dinner. Until dinner is over, Dinda's mind is still searching for answers. Honestly, he really wanted to leave the dirty dishes that continued to thrash in the wastafle, as if asking to be washed immediately, but considering this a serious thing, added Adam's face that highlighted restless, anxious, Dinda tried to hold back.

"Why you?"

Adam's question that sounded so close, made him slightly scowl in surprise. When he looked, Adam stood beside him. As far as Dinda knew, she was in the room to receive a phone call.

"Why are you, deck?" it was his repetition that made Dinda blink to look at him.

"Surely there's something else to think about, right?" ask again while taking the plate that Dinda holds, put it in the dishwasher before turning on the water faucet to rinse Dinda's foam-filled hands.

"I haven't finished washing the dishes yet, mas" said he tried to pull his hand but managed to be held by the man beside him.

"Let the mas continue" he replied with focus on his hand that cleaned Dinda's hand.

After the foam in the wife's hand vanished, Adam painstakingly dried it.

"Live a little, let me finish, mas"

"It stays a little, but it won't be finished because you're daydreaming"

Honestly, Adinda was worried about Prillya's condition, let alone knowing that Birawa had returned from her business trip, and Adam had told Birawa the truth. When Dinda asked how the response of the man who had paid her, Adam instead gave an answer if he would discuss it after dinner. It was clearly disturbing his mind.

"Thinking about Birawa's reaction?" ask Adam.

When their eyes make contact, Dinda's reflexes respond by nodding her head.

"If so, you wait in the room, after washing all the dishes, we talk"

Dinda took a slow breath, not breaking eye contact because Adam was still staring at him intensely, with his body slightly bent until his pair of eyes were on the same level.

"Get into the room, five minutes will follow"

Not to be, Dinda said.

While washing dinner dishes, Adam weighed in between saying about Birawa's reaction first, or about her dismissal from the office. And he chose to talk about Birawa, and then about his dismissal.

"So how?" dinda asked as she scanned Adam's body through a pair of neutrals.

Adam broke down and landed his head on the lap of Dinda who was sitting on the sofa.

"About Birawa" Adam's comments that make Dinda's heart of the second conspiracy increase in rhythm. "He'll help mas and Zidan"

"Serious mas?" Dinda looked down while rubbing Adam's hair.

"Hmm, so don't worry about anything else because you'll handle it"

"He's not angry?"

"No, it was a chance for him that Prilly could marry Zidan, the ideal son-in-law she wanted"

"Mas is no less great than Zidan kok"

Dinda tried to get Adam to float with her praise. "For me it's more everything than Zidan, and I think Birawa was wrong to ever reject a daughter-in-law like me"

"You flatter me, Din"

"I'm serious mas, mas is my great man"

"There's one more thing I want to say"

Dinda's eyebrows swooped sharply. "What?"

Adam's lips clenched, while their netra stared at each other intently.

"What else?" ask Dinda when Adam doesn't speak.

"The gas's fired!"

Seriate