Don'T Be The Antagonist
About Sincerity

Nyut!

"Aw," Aina shrieked in pain, looking at Fauzan who was grimacing as she heard Aina's voice complaining of pain as she treated him.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it" said Fauzan, feeling guilty for his wife.

Aina simply let out a long sigh and went back to silence, letting Fauzan continue his treatment.

"Yang," called Fauzan, making Aina turn towards him with a casual look. "Are you sure of your choice?" ask her, make sure for the last time.

Aina smiled bitterly. "You still don't want to marry her?"

Fauzan. "I'm not fighting over his marriage. I'm questioning the responsibility after that, Aina," said Fauzan, softly.

"Why? What are you afraid of? You were with Keisha in the same bed. I don't think loving her is difficult. She's beautiful and smart even if she's only educated until high school!" aina said, as if carrying no weight during their conversation.

"I knew. Loving people seems easy. What else is he the type of person that all men love." Fauzan stared at his wife's stiff back, but it had a wound in his heart. "Aren't you afraid that I'll never be fair or love you the way I am?"

Aina looked at her husband. Looked at the man correctly. "Mas," called out to him, in a soft voice while taking Fauzan's hand. "If I can't accept the risk, how could I possibly ask you to ask him? I have understood well, plus and minus our relationship later, when Keisha is present in your life. I'm fine, Mas. I'll try" he said, stoic.

Fauzan looked at Aina with a heavy gaze. As if he didn't want to do anything worse than this to his patient and forgiving wife.

Aina nodded slowly. "Love him and care about him, just like you treat me now. I will do the same, keep her and guide her to be a better woman for you. Trust me, Mas. In honey is not as comfortable as being made a queen. But as long as it protects us from hell, I'll be fine."

Aina looked at Fauzan with teary eyes. "At least, let God and I know how much my heart hurts when I say I can give you and her together!" insisting, pain.

"I'm sincere, Mas. Marry him, raise your child as much as the love a child should get, from both parents. The despicable are you! Not your children. The child is God's care. So take good care of him, just like you take care of my children first," said Aina, full of sincerity either from the eyes or in her smile.

Fauzan crying. He shed his tears hearing Aina's soft words, without any anger in them.

"One year ago, I just realized that you're really emigrating. And now I am made to fear your fortitude, Na. How could you be that evil, when I accidentally destroyed your happiness?" fauzan said, with a trembling mouth.

Fauzan slid his head into Aina's lap, making the wife caress her head slowly.

Apologies were unceasingly coming out of the man's mouth in between his cries.

Aina knew how hard and hard Fauzan was to take care of her heart and herself. And, when a test like this came, it wasn't just Aina's heart that was broken. It was not the world and Aina alone that became trepidation and fear. But also Fauzan!

Because their life stories were carved together, at least Aina realized that the hurt and broken were not herself. Therefore, Aina never blamed Fauzan for everything.

Aina looked up, inhaling in the cool air that was blowing from outside the window. "Astagfirullah, your trials are hard, Lord," he said, claustrophobic.