I Desire the Love of My Husband
Aneh

"Frans, have you heard from Zahra?" ask Isma.

Frans shook his head, he shifted the glass that Isma had stored beside him.

"Has he come back?" ask Isma while sitting down.

"I don't know, Zahra didn't seem to get her phone back, I couldn't reach her until now."

Both of them filled their own dinner plates, dinner times their topic of discussion was Zahra.

Isma remembered how Bian had been frustrated when he came to her house to look for Zahra, and now Isma was looking for her.

"Didn't Bian ask for your help?"

"No, just let him go to the police, just wait for the results."

"Mama was worried about the boy, why could he run away like that, isn't the problem over."

"You know for yourself, Zahra's problem isn't just the woman, it's also a lot of other issues including their person as well."

Isma was silent, it was true, Zahra was indeed too much trouble, it was only appropriate if she got depressed.

But the good fortune of God is still guarding him, until his depression heals again, but unfortunately the problems he experienced do not end.

"Frans, did you ever think that they should just split up?"

"What's this Mama talking about?"

"Perhaps because Zahra is also immature, so problems often come to her, she must not really understand life."

"He will understand after he has experienced and lived, even to the point of being able to get through, without it until whenever he will not understand."

Isma nodded, she took a sip of her drink, it was true Frans thought as well.

But it felt very sorry for Zahra, the woman had to be depressed and suffer throughout her household life.

Isma so remember with the story of Frans himself, not the separation of Frans and his wife has made Frans so better now.

"Mom thinks they should part ways, Zahra will be at peace if they do."

"Letting go is not as easy as it says, Zahra persists because of her love, and letting go of her love is not easy."

"He can follow the way you used to."

Frans was silent again, why so discussing it was not all over, and Frans had forgotten everything.

Isma smiled, she grabbed Frans' hand, rubbing it gently because Isma knew Frans was still weak if she remembered that.

"The problem will always be there, and the solution must be there, if Zahra's problem continues to exist because he survives, it is not impossible if the separation will free him, he said, that was your story, too."

"Mama's right, it's the same, but maybe the way out for Zahra's story isn't farewell, the proof is that they're still together."

"They're just lies together, Mama's sure of it."

Frans shook his head, he rubbed Isma's hand, what happened to the woman who suddenly discussed Zahra.

Even Isma to think and seem to force if they have to separate, it should not be because Isma is nobody who can break the relationship.

"Bu Zahra, the patient is conscious, ma'am."

Zahra raised both eyebrows, she glanced at Dion with a smile.

"That's good news" said Dion.

"Please Mom, I can come in."

"Can I come in too?" ask Dion.

"Doctors only allow one person."

Zahra patted Dion on the shoulder, pitying the man, but let it be because maybe Zahra was also only briefly inside.

Zahra then entered the room and saw the patient with the doctor, after the arrival of Zahra, the doctor resigned and handed everything to Zahra.

"Excuse me" Zahra told the woman.

With eyes that seemed reluctant to open, the woman turned her head and stared silently at Zahra.

"Hallo, you're better off, can you hear me, I'm glad you can answer me too."

Zahra turned her head as the woman's hand lifted grabbed and pulled her hand, with Zahra's confused expression moving closer.

"Call," he said with great difficulty.

Zahra frowned, the phone, what the max was, maybe the woman needed a phone.

"Sorry but my phone is missing, is there anything else?"

"You happy?"

"He's happy."

"I don't understand, where do you mean?"

"I see you guys happy."

Zahra slightly retreated, had the woman lost her mind, the sentence was very difficult to understand.

The woman smiled slowly while looking at Zahra, but the smile gave Zahra the creeps.

"I know you're happy."

"Who are you, you're trying to tell me, please tell me what your name is and where your family is, let me bring them here."

"Sheer."

"Then your family?"

"Sheer."

Zahra closed her lips, the woman felt scary, it seemed like Zahra had to talk to the doctor first.

Zahra nodded with a smile, not knowing what to think that clearly Zahra was afraid of the woman.

"Shafira, I have to see the doctor first, I have to know the consequences of this accident, maybe I can understand what you mean."

Zahra moved, but the hand held her strong, even Shafira had just regained consciousness but her calm was already that strong.

"Why?" zahra asked, not calm down.

"Phone."

"You need a phone, you need a cell phone, I'll borrow a friend from you, he's outside."

Zahra releases Shafira's prisoner and immediately exits the room, shuddering in horror at the woman.

"What's wrong?" ask Dion.

"I can borrow your cell phone, it looks like he's going to call his family."

"Oh, no problem, take it."

Zahra accepts him and re-enters the room, giving Shafira his cell phone.

"Phone."

"Call where, I don't understand."

"0 8 1."

Zahra raised both eyebrows, it seemed like she understood with that.

Zahra recorded the numbers Shafira mentioned, although slow but the contact circuit was finally perfect.

"Who is he?" ask Zahra.

"Phone."

Zahra nodded slowly, alright the more talk only made her even more afraid.

Zahra called the number immediately, waiting for the call to be answered as well.

"Good night, is this Shafira's family?"

Zahra was silent, one second ... two seconds ... three seconds Zahra did not get an answer.

Zahra glanced at her phone screen for a moment, the call was still going on but why was there no sound.

"Hallo, good night what's this with Shafira's family, hello."

"He's happy" said Shafira.

Zahra turned her head, why her heart was suddenly insecure, what was the matter.

"Hallo, if this is true Shafira's family, please come to Bina Bhakti Hospital, Shafira is treated here because of an accident and her condition is not good."

Zahra as fast as lightning closed her connection, she looked back at Shafira, the woman slowly smiling.

But again Zahra was horrified by that smile, Zahra turned away for a moment and returned with a smile.

"You guys are happy, I saw you guys together."

"Look at me, I don't even know you."

"Phone."

Zahra shook her head, she let out a long sigh, this is absurd, Zahra chose to leave without saying goodbye to Shafira.