Loving Your Husband
Name's Syiren

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That night, Diran was allowed to go home by the hospital. But he also had to go to the police to provide information related to the incident that night.

Diran is escorted by Kinan to the police station, the police officers managed to arrest Yuda the mastermind of the robbery and his men, along with his men, also Lena who is currently unconscious at the jaya metro hospital.

"Thank you for your report, the suspects will be processed as soon as possible" the police said, shaking Diran's hand.

"Same sir... Can I bring the things they took home now?" ask Diran.

"Sorry Mr. Diran, regarding this... We have not been able to give it, because the loot we will make evidence in the trial later. If the trial is over... We will give it to you immediately" explained the authorities.

"so yeah... Okay, thanks for the performance, sir. I'll leave now" replied Diran.

The police officer begins to let Diran with Kinan and they get out of the police station to Diran's private car.

In car...

"Master... Are you okay?" ask Kinan worriedly.

"Engh... I'm fine" Reply Diran looked tired.

"...Heh okay? Really true?" Kinan closed his lips as if in disbelief.

"...You are always like that, Even though you are tired, you still say so, even though twice in a day you have gained two times terror... You are really great. Can stay strong and feel like nothing has ever happened" added Kinan a little salute to the man beside him.

"You are right. But there is no point in complaining... After all life must keep going" he replied lightly.

"You're really great sir..."

"Nothing I worry about but that kid..." Bisik Diran while massaging the tense at least.

"...That girl?" Kinan asked looking at the unconscious Diran if he had said so.

"Eh?" Diran looked towards Kinan.

"Is that girl in the hospital?" Kinan asked looking at Diran with a smile.

"Don't tease me like that, I'm self-conscious... He's just a smelly child, what good would it be if compared to me who's this old" Racau Diran.

"But... Why do you look to pray when we mention the girl named Syiren" Seleksek Kinan.

"...Don't tease me Kinan. I want to pause for a moment... I was just amazed at him. Because he was brave and willing to sacrifice his life for the sake of this flawed me..." The reply was unconscious.

Diran who closed her eyes and hid in the curves of her elbows began to flinch "Emmhh... What a silly question, Kinan. Let's talk later, I'm gonna go to bed because I'm so tired..." Biran Whispers. Kinan could not even urge Diran. And in the end, Kinan also did not continue his conversation related to the courage of Syiren for his rescue action the other day.

For the time being I only guessed. Then, young master.. You're really lucky to meet this girl named Syiren. Because she's not a greedy girl like your ex-wife... If you're found again after all this time. I thought you guys were a soul mate..

Flasbacks...

"Darling... I have a sudden business, you can go home by yourself no?" pinta Lena immediately stood up after getting a sudden call.

"But baby, where are you going? Our dinner just started..." Pinta Diran was disappointed.

"...But this is more important. Sorry next time we do it... We can eat at home every day together, right?" Lena asked as she dripped her bag and hooked it on her shoulder.

"Darling... Wait we haven't finished eating" Diran was about to chase after Lena but... Lena persists in banning the cute Diran from being with her. Lena who was stubborn always made Diran lose.

Finally, he sat down at the dinner table and drank two sips of orange juice in front of him "It was totally inconceivable... He wants to eat at the restaurant. He himself left... If only she wasn't my wife... I sent it to the Bermuda triangle" said Diran Kesal.

Diran quickly stood up from her seat and paid for the order she had not spent. He got out of the restaurant and got into his car... The usual path he then jammed completely and he forced himself to turn the shortcut to the mountain area.

His sight had begun to blur, either because of the drink he sipped or even because of fatigue after working the bone hanging all day.

The road uphill and winding is also very quiet more make it sleepy... But, when the road began to decline sharply and twist, Diranbl was very panicked because the Rem he stepped on arrived blong "What!!" Whisper Diran, Diran can't control the speed of his car. Then he slammed the steering to the left which was just wet soil. But it had no effect, and his car still dropped sharply "Astagfirullah... God, please protect me..." Diran could only pray. And finally Diran was struck by the steering wheel and made him lose his sight.

BRAAAK!!

Knows his car has hit a roadblock and he's on the edge of death "Astagfirullah... Astagfirullah... Astagfirullah. God, if my life is a matter of minutes. So forgive me my sins... I'm sincere if you really want it today. But, if I'm still allowed to breathe and stay on your way... Then give me a salvation to Rabb..." Bisik Diran in his prayer with his cry. As he prayed so, he began to look towards the direction where the big tree trunk gave its twig to the windshield of Diran's car. Until Diran lowered the car glass and pulled the twig.

He eventually survived despite his only deformed leg... Next thing he saw was darkness until his eyes were opened and back in a different situation. The white-painted sky streaked backwards fiercely circling Diran's head.

"Master hold!" The voice she remembered.

But his face was very blurry because of the vision of Diran who had not been able to stabilize the light that entered the train of his eyes.

Whom... Who her? Was he the one who saved me... Or will he take my life? Ask Diran in silence.

Diran began to reach for the woman's face that she could not see. And all he got was a hair tie that woman almost fell off. Diran pulled it until the woman's hair began to unravel...

Thanksmeme it... Bathin Diran's. Diran was unconscious again...

If I could find that woman again.. Then I'll be very lucky. I want to thank you so much... Because of his powerful will, he was sent to help my life. Bathin Diran muttering...