Casanova Dipinang Sholeha
Love is Full of Fakes

"C ...." Hanan hesitated to say it to Deva. She was afraid Deva would leave her.

"Hanan say!" decreed Deva.

"I'm-i'm," said Hanan.

"All right, you're a corruptor?" ask Deva.

Hanan was silent again. Tone Speech stabbed him. He remembered his mistake.

"Hanan, are you misusing funds for a remote village?" ask Deva again. He wants to make sure.

Hanan remained silent. He can't resist.

"Right! Answer me!" snapped Deva.

"Yes I did!" Hanan. He said it out loud. Carry emotion.

"No, did you lie to Hanan?" ask Deva. She shook her head. It's like it's all just a joke. The man he knew well was probably a corruptor.

"I didn't lie, I won the corruptor" Hanan replied.

"Heh, I can't believe you're so rotten" said Deva..

"Rubby? Then you're what?" snapped Hanan. She's an emotion spelled out foul by Deva. What he had thought would be sweet and sweet was in fact not as beautiful as a fairyland.

"At least I'm not a corruptor" Deva replied loudly.

"You're not a corrupter but an actor!" peekit Hanan's.

"You're saying I'm an actor?" Deva emotion. Not willing to be called a lacquer.

"Yes, what's the name for a woman who snatches people's husbands?" ask Hanan while driving.

"I don't take people's husbands, but you're the one who's seduced and stupid" Deva replied.

"Heh, I should have known you didn't love me sincerely" Hanan said. He's sorry. Thinks Deva's love is sincere and will live happily with her. Deva blames him for everything that happened.

"Sincere, where is there sincerity in infidelity?" Deva. There is no sincere dictionary in an affair that begins with betrayal and lies. There is only lust and greed.

"Real Nada is better than you," Hanan said. Lick his saliva back. He knows his ex-wife a thousand percent better than Deva.

"Yes maybe he's better than me, but unfortunately you threw him away, pity him" Deva said.

"Alex is right you're a piece of trash!" snapped Hanan.

"Repent? Too late Sir! you've even plunged into hell" said Deva.

"Astagfirullah," said Hanan. Of all the events that have happened for so long, he just remembered God. From yesterday I forgot that God existed and kept an eye on him.

"Sok chaste, you jerk, cheating, and now corrupt," led Deva.

"Stop saying!" snapped Hanan whose heart had already been hot from earlier.

"You don't take it? Want to say pious man, you even committed adultery with me," said Deva. Not only once committed adultery with him even many times. Hanan was lulled in the beauty of the lust that satan presented to her with all the touches of her beauty.

"Shut up!" snapped Hanan. Even if it's true. At a time like this, he couldn't hear that.

"People are lucky to be free of men like you" ledek Deva.

"You are a snake, you are a cunning!" Hanan.

"Squeaky? You're also cunning, corrupting people's funds" Deva retorted.

Both of them who had been making out are now enemies on the battlefield. Both launched attacks.

"Why can I get stuck in your sweet seduction and leave Nada?" Hanan.

"You're not trapped, but you're asleep because of your own lust, and leaving your wife, that's your will" Deva said.

Hanan. True Deva said, he had already thrown pearl after trash like Deva.

"Down me! Don't let me sit with a corrupt like you!" pekik Deva's.

Hanan remained silent. Driving cars.

"Down me!" snapped Deva.

Hanan immediately slammed the steering wheel tightly until grazing the road barrier. Then the car stopped.

Dug ...

Deva banged car body to forehead bruised.

"Aw ..., are you crazy? If you want to die, don't take me!" said Deva while holding her bruised forehead.

"Okay, I'm going outside" Deva replied. He opened the door, put his foot out of the car.

After Deva got off, Hanan drove his car away from the place. Deva stood by the side of the road. He took out a recording device in his bag. Then call someone.

"Hallo" said Deva.

"Hallo baby, how's it?"

"I have proof" replied Deva.

"If so, leave it to me."

"But you promised to be with me?" ask Deva.

"Sure, according to our agreement."

"Okay, I'm going there" said Deva.

The conversation was also closed. Deva reinserted the recording and her cell phone into her bag. He stopped a taxi that crossed the road. Then get in that taxi.

***

Hanan returned to his private home. These few days were already occupied with Deva. The house was designed to live with the woman. But in reality Deva is not as good as he thinks. Hanan sat on the chair. Rest his tired and tired body. The shadow of guilt began to haunt him. Guilty to Tone and to the trust of the people. Hanan rubbed his face with his right hand. It was as if all the weight was piling up on his shoulders. He can't run let alone dodge.

Hanan threw out his furious breath. He took the remote on the table. Set a 92-inch LED television in front of it.

"Hanan Al Malik is suspected of misappropriating funds for a remote village. BKN is investigating the case ..."

Hanan turned off the television. He didn't want to keep up with the headlines on television. Hanan. Remembering everything. He used to be just a plain male graduate of the pesantren. An orphan who managed to get a scholarship from pesantren to finish college. Now only a cheater and a corruptor harms the country.

Hanan could no longer stand on his own feet. Body's limp. Powerless. All his spirit disappeared. Remaining a painful regret.

"Everything is broken, unceremoniously. Family, office and people's trust in me" Hanan said.

"I fell asleep in the pleasures of the mortal world, forgetting how much favor God gave me, I was a fool" Hanan said.

Regretting.

That was what went through Hanan's mind. It's all been happening. He can't save himself or fix everything. The beloved wife is lost, the position will vanish, and all that she has will be taken back by the owner of the life.

Soon the doorbell sounded. Hanan wakes. Walk towards the living room. He opened the door of his house.

"The deva? You back? For me?" ask Hanan.

"Don't be happy first, I'm coming back not for you, but to pick up my stuff" Deva said.

"I think you still care about me?" Hanan.

"Care for the prisoner? Oh No, I don't want to live hard on Hanan" said Deva.

"You are matre" said Hanan.

"I don't care" said Deva. He went into the house past Hanan. Walk towards the stairs. Go upstairs. Hanan. Follow Deva into their room.

"You are truly a shameless woman" Hanan said.

Deva's not hugging. He put all his clothes and stuff in his suitcase.

"What are you making of your face? Alex deserves to throw you away" Hanan said.

Deva tucked away her suitcase. Then stand in front of Hanan.

"Alex did throw me away, but you picked me up, I was stupid or you were stupid?" ask Deva.

"Junk!" hanan snapped while pointing to Deva's face.

"Junk? You are the trash of society" replied Deva.

Ply ...

Hanan slapped Deva tightly.

"Aw .., you're Hanan!" Deva.

"To the outside! Never come back!" tell Hanan while pointing the door outside.

"Okay, after all who wants to stay here, I don't want to be in jail with you" Deva said.

Hanan was silent. Let Deva go and leave her. He doesn't have anyone anymore. Even the property he owned would be confiscated by the government.

Hanan could only resign. Accept all his mistakes. Regret is too late. Tears are no longer useful.