Dear Husband
Concepts

The gripping atmosphere still occurred in the large room located in the main residence of the Hutama family. Fransisca called the entire Hutama family home except for the Karin family in France of course. Now, the great madam of Hutama was already sitting gracefully in her chair. In front of him sat Fernando and Sofia. There's Bella and Alex on his left couch.

"Sofia's given you all the decisions on Elle. Tell me your desperation now." Fernando looked coldly at his mother. Almost similar faces looked at each other.

"Let Elle stay with me mom. I'll educate him well." break up Nando.

"You did it for a promise to a woman who betrayed you? Don't petty Nando." hardik Fransisca again. Sofia looked at her husband.

"Promise? What promise?" Sofia's soft voice echoed, but inevitably made Nando confused to explain the real problem.

"Of course your husband promised Emma. He promises to raise Elle and considers her his own son. Disgusting." Fransisca again acted annoyingly with her cynical look.

"Promise is still mom's promise. I love Elle as much as I love her mother. Emma has a special place in my heart mom. And no one can replace him." asserted Nando with a fierce face. He might voice his heart without realizing there was someone he had to take care of. Sofia's body stiffened hearing her husband's words. His head that had been raised straight became submissive, staring at his fingers that were interlocked. Why was there such a sudden pain that scratched the corner of his heart?

"Well, if that's your choice. From this moment on never set foot in this house. Take the boy, take care of him as you please but let's say your mommy is dead." Everything there was flabbergasted at Fransisca's words. Nando even stood up from his place, approaching the mother.

"What did you say mom? why is everything so complicated?" fernando's sigh of frustration. Fransisca was silent, not intending to respond to her son's words.

"Loving that is a human right. Why don't Momy understand? Emma is not entirely wrong mom. He lives in distress in this family. And I. I'm the cause. My love killed him. Elle.he doesn't know anything."

"Until when will you keep defending that woman? and that bastard?" sarcastic Fransisca rough. Emotions rule his soul.

"Until Momy finds out that they're valuable in my life." Immediately Sofia stood up from her seat. His hands clenched tightly. Ego slapped. What exactly did Fernando do? what plays did he play that went on to call Emma and Elle the most valuable things in his life? what does it mean for him and his children?

"Ma, can I go home now?" ask Sofia. Fransisca glanced at him.

"Sofia, we'll go home together later." cut Nando down quickly. The man was still staring with anger at his mother.

''May I borrow an apartment near the hospital for some time?" this time Sofia did not heed the words of her husband. She preferred to talk to her mother-in-law who immediately looked at her in the shade.

"What's Sofia for? I said we'd go home together later." insisted Nando again.

"You can wear it as you please Sofia" Fransisca said no less. Sofia nodded politely.

"We're not going home with the mas. From tonight I'll stay at Mama's apartment."

"Say no yes no!!"

"Maybe you're right.you need a lot of time to take care of Elle without involving us."

"He needs you more as his dady. If he needs a doctor, you can pay for him. In the meantime I just want to focus on the kids." Of course Nando was angry about it. He feels underestimated. Unusually the submissive Sofia became brave against him.

"Does that mean you also want to ignore me, break up with me like momy?" hiss growled.

"Not ignoring or breaking up a relationship. We'll just be both pondering mas."

"Mrummed? What's for?"

"To know who is more valuable in our lives. You can't sit between two chairs. If you can, you'll be sick yourself. I hope you can pick the right chair." This time the cold look and flat face of Sofia dominated the atmosphere. No one's making a sound. All just staring at the interaction of the couple in front of him.

"You want to separate me from my children?"

"No. You can still look at El anytime because you're the dady."

"Then you? how could you think that I could be away from you Sofia?" lirih Nando was almost like a whisper. The distance and Sofia who was too close made the sound perfect. Sofia let go of her male hand that held her shoulder firmly.

"could. You're a strong man. There is Elle who will be by your side with her mother's shadow. I just need to calm myself."

"If you just want to calm down, our house is too broad for that. I'll even change it as you wish. No need to leave Sofia's house." That persuasion sounded like an order. But Sofia didn't budge.

"Let's just say I'm on vacation with the kids."

"Sofia...."

"No need to force mom's daughter-in-law. He lives in an apartment or momy will take him to London as a substitute for the boy." Nando's back on edge. If his mother had intervened, then it was certain that war would occur. Fransisca, like herself, does not like to be denied nor does she want to give up.

"You want the boy to stay, don't you? then take care of him until he recovers in your house. You can still facilitate it indefinitely as you wish. This family does not revoke your right to ownership of assets or shares. You're still the CEO even if you let us down. Now let Sofia go to the apartment, mom doesn't want Sofia to get tired."

"Ohhh yes.about the grandchildren momy. Dady you'll take care of it." continued Fransisca in her elegant style.

"That doesn't need mom. I'm dadynya! I'll take care of my wife's own child." Nando's protest was back in emotion.

"Ma, I'm saying goodbye." said Sofia who was tired of seeing the mother and child debate. It's getting late too, not good for El. Sofia greets Fransisca and her husband in a row. The beautiful woman also had time to dodge in subtle style when Nandon was about to kiss her forehead. He also took off the cheque of the husband that felt strong on his wrist.

"May Mary come with me?" tanyanya flat. Of course Fernando immediately allowed. He was very worried about the son and his wife who was still in a vulnerable phase in the first trimester. But he can't do anything. Everything is out of his control. Not so the initial concept. Everything deviates from its concept.