My Husband's Heart Belongs to Another Woman
Ali's Mistake.

Ali was back in line to review Annisa's words. Sorry, and sorry again. That's what he said to Ali.

"Fix it if it can be fixed!" ali said by throwing away his gaze did not want to collide with Anisa who made his heart waver again.

"It turns out I'm not the only one, Mom."

"You mean?" ali asked with his head up.

"I'm just a concubine, Mas, mistress, young wife. Second wife to my husband." Ali looked up, he saw his former lover's eyes back in tears, dense fog and foggy. Ali knew there was suffering there, but did he deserve to be pitied? And was he the right person to pay attention to this woman in front of him? The answer is no and wrong!

Ali looked at the clear circle that finally spilled from the owner of the senses. He used to wipe the tears, he never wanted to make the lake of his former lover wet, only laughter could make him cry. However, now all wrong and despicable for seoarang Ali Zein Ibrahim.

Ali gawked in disbelief with shocked eyes. "Second wife?" he said make sure and Annisa nodded in agreement.

"Did your parents know about this?"

Annisa shakes. "Why?" ask Ali again.

"He threatened to destroy Papa's company if this was heard by them."

"Then with today's incident, does it not mean that you have exposed your husband's disgrace indirectly through me?"

"Come, Mas. I've lost my sanity by marrying a rude man like him."

Ali was unmoved to digest the complicated events she experienced today. Just now he was struggling with a myriad of corporate agendas that he had just completed in part, then now why is the past he is trying to throw back present? What kind of destiny has Khalik laid out for him?

"However, I am thankful that God brought me to you today."

"However, we met at the wrong time, Niss!" ali said by loosening his hem buttons, removing his black tie, then leaning his head. He's tired, really tired.

"What do you mean, Mom? You don't love me anymore, so soon?"

Ali shakes his head to reject Annisa's accusation. Of love? She still loves Annisa. But his status has changed now. He already holds the title as a husband of people. Yes, the husband of a beautiful girl named Ayana Isadia.

"I'm no longer the old Ali, Nisa. I'm married and now I have a wife to keep her feelings and her heart. It's not you who've cut a bloodless wound in my heart."

"You lied, Mom! I can't believe you forgot me that fast!"

"But that's the truth, Nissa! If my allegiance had not been pawned with the gold jewels of your husband, it might have been our happy day, but what is the truth? You easily accept other men's proposal. You forget all the promises and promises that are no longer useful for me to keep. My heartache never even wanted you to know." Annisa is bowed to realize her impatient selfishness awaiting the father's blessing for her relationship with Ali, simply because Ali is no more valuable than her future husband who is a rich merchant.

"You sure don't love your wife, do you. You're matched?" Annisa apparently can not accept the fact that Ali has become her husband.

"I learned from you, Annisa. Learning to love is not as hard as learning to forget. Much for a process of forgetting. However, there is no reason for us to love someone who apparently does not need a reason to accept all my shortcomings that ask him to be my life companion."

"I don't have any obligations to you, Nissa! I'm still kind enough to let you stay in my apartment for a while, but don't ask for anything more" Ali said, shaking one hand to keep Annisa in her position.

Ali's mistake was to let another woman in his household life with Ayana.

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Ayana had already entered her room when the watch in her hand had already shown at 1 am.

"Maybe Mas Ali sleeps in the office" he said before embracing the motif of his vision.

Just as he was about to close his eyes he heard the door of his room open. Suddenly Ayana woke up and pulled out the blanket that had just been stuck on her body.

"Mas." Ayana immediately stood up to the husband and kissed the back of Ali's hand gently. There is a parfume that he knows if it is not the scent of the husband's body.

"Sorry, it's made you wait and forget my promise to have dinner at home tonight." Ayana smiled, she then helped Ali take off her suit and hem to put it in a dirty basket. Ali was stunned, his guilt became more and more when he saw the magnitude of Ayana's attention to him. He was determined not to be affected let alone falter with the story of the Annisa household. Sure you can, Ly?

"You've eaten, Mom? I can warm your favorite food if you want it." Ayana intends to get out of her room, but Ali prevents her by grabbing Ayana one hand.

"Rest! You're too tired to wait for me to come home tonight. I can do it myself." Ayana turned her head and for the first time she saw the chest of Ali's field overgrown with fine hairs there. Ayana swallowed her saliva desperately trying to dampen her nervousness.

"Why?" ali asked by pulling Ayana's body to remove the distance between the two.

"No! Looks like the worms in your stomach are already dancing, thrashing asking for food from the master." Ayana turned her face unable to see how handsome and handsome Ali's body and face were in this state.

"O yeah? Was it just the worms in my stomach that were struggling, not with the now tormented beautiful girl holding back her desire to embrace me?" Ali increasingly teased Ayana who is now a thumbs up in her heart because of the sentence uttered by the husband. It felt natural that he wanted it. However, there was a taste that he still could not confirm at this moment.

"Sleep, I can get angry if you get your eyes moist because you can't sleep tonight" said Ali taking off his arms against Ayana, then took a t-shirt and a bag of chargos to his knees. Just as he was about to step out, Ayana was already standing beside him.

"Why?" tanyanya's confused.

"May I accompany you to dinner, Mas?"

"Would I say no, you'd be disappointed?"

Ayana smiled and then shook her head. "I will wait until my husband can be comfortable with my presence."

Without saying anything more, Ali immediately took the hand of Ayana who was now smiling looking at her hand that was held graciously by Ali.

"I'm sorry tonight, my wife."