My Husband's Heart Belongs to Another Woman

My Husband's Heart Belongs to Another Woman
The heart that is left behind.


"Enoughly accompany!" ali said as Ayana would help prepare dinner for him.


"Lookin?" he asked after sitting in his dining chair.


"Good boy" said Ali, as he slowly scrambled the top of Ayana's head. The thing that makes Ayana again remembered the figure of the father, the, Chandra Adhiyaksa never heard from her again after she decided to reject her father's request and left the mansion.


Ali saw there was sadness in his wife's eyes.


"Why crying?" tanyanya before finally sitting next to Ayana with a plate of rice and side dishes.


"I remember my father, Mas. Your treatment is exactly like her." Ayana looked up at Ali who started eating her food. Ayana never missed a mouthful of rice that went into her husband's mouth. Things that Ali considered different.


"Yes." Ali thrust a spoonful of rice right in front of Ayana's lips. Ayana shakes her head rejecting it.


"I'm not a laper, Mum!"


"But look at me!"


Ali kept the spoon filled with rice in front of his wife's lips. Finally Ayana opened her mouth.


"Eat a lot so that his body is a little contained. Not too thin like this," said Ali who again bribed food into his mouth.


"Would you love me more if my body was fuller?"


"My love is unconditional Ay! Like my wish to marry you that you accepted without because."


Ayana smiled at Ali's words. However, why until now Ayana felt that she did not have her husband's heart? Where is her husband's heart?


Next day.


"What time was it last night, Mom?" halimah asked when she saw her son and daughter-in-law were ready to enjoy breakfast in the morning.


"Hour 1, Mom." Ali shifted the chair for his wife to sit next to him.


"Veasy? Why don't you tell the people at home, Mom or Ayana?"


"So, it's been busy, Mom. Sorry to worry you," he said by taking a plate filled with breakfast in the form of toast that has been smeared with honey before by Ayana.


"If the problem is busy, I understand. But if you forget to forget about your mother or wife, that's bad, Ly. Don't repeat it again!"


Ali and Ayana both looked up to hear the mother's ultimatum.


"Tonight overtime again? What's the assistant's company?" ask the mother again because Ali has not responded to her ultimatum.


"Find me a try to go home, Mom. But Ali can't be sure what time it's coming home." Ali looked at Ayana who was now rubbing the back of her hand which she placed on top of her thigh.


"Ayana is fine if Mas Ali stays at the office. It's too risky to go home if it's late."


"But I don't want to!" And if the mother had told him, Ali could what?


"Take it home before it changes tomorrow, ma'am."


Ali arrived at his office. Just as he was about to open his laptop, a call appeared on his phone screen.


"Mas." Ali was stunned when he heard that voice. Yeah, that's Annisa's voice.


Ali walked over to close the door.


"What's wrong? Is there a problem?" her tan looks very attentive towards Annisa.


"Why don't you go to the apartment anyway, Mas? I'm waiting for you from dawn."


"I'm going to the apartment after work." Ali immediately closed his call to Annisa. The guilt returned when he promised a woman other than his wife. You're not clear cake, Ly!


It was late, Isa was asked by Ali to go home first. While she went to see Annisa in her apartment.


"What's wrong?" she asked after Annisa had opened the door for her.


"Can you sleep here tonight, Mas. Just tonight, I promise I won't ask for more."


Ali took a long breath. What is this request? Just now he promised his mother and wife that he would come home tonight. However, he could not confirm the time of his return. But not by sleeping here with someone's wife. Eddane!


"If that's all you want to say, then I'm sorry I think you already know for my answer. I can't! Only this apartment I can lend you, not my body!"


"That means I can still have your heart, Mom?"


Ali shakes. "Why have you changed so much now, Nissa? Where is the good and meek Annisa said her greeting and attitude, do you intend to be the Thorn in my household with Ayana?"


"I'm not a thorn, Mas, I'm not an actor either!"


Ali was confused. Not the actor said? Then, what is the name of a woman who expects love from a man who has status as a husband of people, what?


"Because your heart is still mine, my. So I don't have to bother to take it."


"Crazy!" ali said by closing the door of his apartment firmly. He rushed into his vehicle. His mind was again shaken by Annisa's words about his heart which in fact still belongs to the woman.


"I won't see him again. I'd better call Uncle Umar to pick up Annisa at my apartment. But, is that not the same as me digging my own grave hole? Wouldn't Mom and Ayana know about me who's been hiding someone's wife in my apartment? Arrrggghhh, shit!" he got upset by hitting his wheel hard.


Lama Ali kept silent in his vehicle until the ringing on the phone shocked him.


"Mother?" he said before receiving the call from his mother.


"Where are you, Mum? Isa's mother called, he has come home from earlier said his wife. You lied to Mom and Ayana, huh?"


Ali's dumbfounded. His mother always knew about whatever he was doing. And now he was confused to answer. While her confusion was at a dead end, the mother turned her call to a video call. Ali was more confused, answered wrong, not answered more wrong.


"Why not get lifted? I'm getting suspicious of you, Mom. You're snatching people's wives, aren't you?" Such is the content of the message from the mother who can make the blood of Ali seem to stop flowing. The accusation was as real as now, his mother's voice seemed to be in front of him and was looking at him with a feeling of disappointment and sadness.


Before Halimah further speculated, Ali immediately answered the video call from her mother.


"You're still in the office, Mas, why sit alone in the car? Does the presence of Ayana not make you forget your ex-lover? Remember, Mas! You asked her to accept you as her husband. If you can't be the reason you can be the man in charge, at least don't make your late father sad there with this behavior of yours, Mas!"


Ali nodded confused. From where could his mother correctly guess his real existence was sitting in this vehicle? Only Ali would say, his eyes bought staring at the nanap at his current position. He was still in the parking area of his apartment.