I Desire the Love of My Husband
How Should

"Zahra didn't come back all night?" ask Kania.

Bian nodded to justify it, the good attitude that Bian tried to show could not necessarily defend Zahra.

"Where is he, where might he run away again."

"Why if he runs away, he can do what he has with his feet" said Ingrid.

"Mommy, did Mami agree with their separation?" ask Kemal.

"Obviously not, but it looks like it's his must, so let them separate."

Inggrid's sentence made them feel very surprised, if they split up then Ingrid would also no longer be as close as yesterday to Zahra.

"Mommy doesn't love that woman anymore?" ask Kania.

"Mami loves her more than anything, and Mami doesn't want her to continue to suffer because of all of us, it's time we set her free."

"I don't want to" said Bian quickly.

Inggrid silently looked at Bian with annoyance, the man who always messed things up.

Now he also does not want to be left behind, why is it so selfish of one human being.

"Oma, always able to melt Zahra, why now Oma is just like this," said Bian upset.

"Oma was always trying to convince him, promise him happiness, but what are you doing?"

"I ...."

"You've always crushed his hopes, you've always troubled everything, making all of Oma's words just nonsense in his thinking, now you still blame Oma?"

Bian was silent, no one blamed him at all, Bian just wanted Ingrid to get Zahra back without the divorce suit.

Inggrid just passed by, many things were sacrificed for the sake of the Bian household, but in the end it was still a problem that he got.

"Where is that woman now?" ask Kania.

Bian glanced over, what he had to say, there was nothing Bian knew about the woman.

"Can't you just hold him back from leaving?" ask Kemal.

Bian shook his head, he just passed by without saying anything, don't make Bian get dizzy with questions that shouldn't be.

"Bian, where are you going?" ask Kania.

Kania turned her head as Kemal sat there, already Kania told her that they had to leave since last night.

Now isn't it too late, Zahra is gone and either will come back again or not.

Isma walked quickly down the aisle of the hospital, panicking from hearing Frans in the hospital at this time.

"Where, where's my son?" ask Isma.

"Mother's son what's his name?"

"Frans, Frans where is he now?"

"There's no patient on Frans' behalf here."

Isma frowned, what kind of nonsense it was, did Frans say the hospital.

Isma shook her head, then passed without waiting for clear information from the person in front there.

"Frans," call Isma the original.

Where is the man, why the information is so unclear.

"French."

"Mama," call Frans.

Isma turned her head, she was astonished that Frans was standing there in fine condition.

What Frans was doing there was that if he should, Isma walked over, he found Zahra lying on the chair.

"Zahra."

"He was with me last night, let him sleep for a while, just 10 minutes."

"What are you doing here?"

Frans pulled Isma into the room, her gaze immediately directed at the body lying there.

Obviously Isma was surprised to find out who the figure was, she covered her mouth with the back of her hand.

"I didn't expect him to be back in my life" Frans said.

"How come, and why is Shafira like this?"

"He tried to kill himself some time ago, and Zahra who saw what happened, Zahra brought him here and to this day."

Isma was silent, Zahra again, when she herself was in big trouble but still had time to think of others.

Isma glanced at Frans, if Zahra was all night with Frans, that means Zahra didn't come home, then what about Bian.

"Am I wrong if I'm happy that he's back?"

"Why do you let Zahra stay here, you should have told her to go home, don't you know what kind of trouble she's facing right now?"

"I asked him to come home last night, I offered him a delivery but he refused, he wanted to be here and see Shafira's progress."

"He knows who Shafira is?"

Frans nodded for sure, all Frans had told me all night, nothing else made Zahra confused with the figure of Shafira.

"Let him sleep first, he admitted to being dizzy, probably because he hadn't slept all night and also because of his own burden, I'd drive him home when he woke up."

Isma nodded, whatever, Isma looked back at Shafira there who was so concerned.

How could the woman come back, was not she taken away abroad by her parents, and why must she also commit suicide.

"What did the doctor say?" ask Isma.

"The clash in Shafira's head would make her lose consciousness for a short distance, a broken bone in her hand, and Shafira also lost a bit of her voice, she seemed hard to speak."

"Then?"

"Nothing else, Shafira was still lucky, her memory was fine, all was safe outside of that wound."

Isma was silent, a very bad meeting, many years apart, and when she met just like this.

It's a pity, but hopefully this won't bother Frans again, hopefully Frans' mentality will remain normal.

"French."

"I'll wait for him to recover, if I can I'll take care of him myself."

"What about his family?"

"No one, Zahra said when she found Shafira there was not a single identity she carried, not even a cell phone."

Isma was silent again, whatever her only hope was one, Frans would not change no matter what would happen after today.

Isma walked back out, Frans who saw that also followed her.

"Zahra, you ...."

Isma immediately restrained Zahra who almost fell, it turns out that the woman had woken up from her sleep.

"Where are you going, sit down first.

The two sat together, Frans looking silently at the two.

"Why are you, your head hurts again?"

Zahra nodded, she lowered her head with her eyes closed firmly.

Is it possible that the disease returned, is not the headache and dizziness that Zahra always felt when depression was experienced.

"Zahra, you better check first" Frans said.

"No, my illness won't be able to heal, it means nothing at all."

Frans and Isma exchanged lyrics, the story of ZHra is also sad for them, why no one can live in peace and happiness.

"I want to go home, is Shafira conscious?"

"No, let me take you home, come on."

"No need, I can be alone, don't add to my problems anymore, I'll meet troubled people, so just leave me alone."

Zahra got back up, she walked slowly leaving the two, a step that seemed so difficult to make them worry.