Between the Three Hearts
Chapter.6 DTH

Her night.

Adiba accidentally passed in front of his master's room, he heard the quarrel between the couple. Diba's heart feels bad if he lives in one house with a quarrelling partner.

"You should understand me!" snapped Fahrul with a tinge of emotion.

"But I did all this for our future, Mas!''

Their quarrel was caused by work, Tasya always came home late at night and it made Fahrul upset. Fahrul already banned Tasya from working but Tasya did not care and he still insisted on continuing his work. They do not even have children even though they have been married for five years, Tasya still wants to delay pregnancy because she does not want her body shape to change.

Fahrul tried to understand but the longer Tasya seemed to behave as he pleased until they often quarreled.

"You prefer me or your job? You know what a wife's job is? Follow her husband's orders! Did you forget about it, huh!" fahrul's voice was getting stronger.

Diba rushed away from the front of his master's room, he felt his chest tight from having to listen to the quarrel.

"I'm afraid to get married" he muttered as he sat on the bedside, Diba was afraid of getting a husband who would treat him harshly.

Shortly after, a knock on the door sounded. Adiba immediately got out of bed and he put his phone on the table.

When the door was opened, Adiba was surprised to see Fahrul who was already standing in front of the room door.

"P—pak, what's wrong?" Diba tries to be calm.

"Diba, please make me a coffee and I will wait in the workspace" said Fahrul then left Diba's room.

Adiba closed his eyes for a moment, he felt a little sorry for Fahrul because he had to treat Tasya patiently.

"Actually Mr. Fahrul pity, he had to argue with his wife about a job and duties respectively. Ms. Tasya is also inconsiderate, she contradicts her husband's words." Diba shook his head.

Finished making coffee for Fahrul, Diba immediately said goodbye to go but Fahrul prevented it.

"Diba, wait!" fahrul exclaimed while staring at Diba's back.

Adiba immediately turned his head and asked if there was anything that could be helped.

Adiba was sitting in the chair opposite Fahrul. "If I can help, then I will help you. But, for advice I will work on."

As she breathed out of Fahrul's mouth, she began to open the topic.

"I'm dizzy and don't know anymore how to manage my wife."

"What do mom and dad have problems with?"

"My wife still insisted on wanting to work but I had actually banned her. It's nothing, she always comes home late at night and I'm worried about her health as well. However, he did not seem to care about me as if my ban was just selfishness." Fahrul.

"Then? Did you explain to me about the reason for this father? Father forbid the mother to work not just ordinary desires but because of worry about the health of the mother."

"I've told him many times, but he still doesn't care about me." Fahrul was a little desperate.

"Do you still love your mother?"

Fahrul looked up and looked at Diba. "Of course I love him so much, otherwise I might be this dizzy."

"If you still love you, you should explain slowly to Mom and not fight her emotions. Give her understanding and do it with gentleness, sorry I can't give any advice because I myself have never been married."

Fahrul only sighed heavily while nodding his head.

"Okay, excuse me," Diba got out of the chair and left Fahrul's room.

Fahrul leaned his body on the chair while kneading his temple.

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