My husband Santri Idaman
Cold War

The heart of a husband who is not disappointed in the reality that has just been plastered clearly in front of the eyes. Abyan even involuntarily squeezed Yumna's hand. Makes the woman grimace.

"Na, you're okay, right?" yunus asked across the phone in a worried voice.

It adds to the heat of Abyan's chest. And now he took off his wife's hand and turned his face, staring out at the street.

Seeing her husband like that, Yumna felt even more guilty and unwell.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Jonah. Later I call again," he told the ex across there who was certainly smirking satisfied.

"Alright, Yumna. Sorry to bother you."

"It's okay." Yumna immediately turned off her phone and grabbed the hand of Abyan who did not even respond to the slightest touch of his wife.

"By, sorry. I didn't mean to lie. But I just don't dare to be honest."

'What difference!' abyan grumbled in his heart. There was absolutely no intention of listening to Yumna's current explanation. His chest still feels hot.

Yumna's hand turned to Abyan's cheek. Pulling her husband's chin slowly to face her. "I'm really sorry, Byan. I'm doing this because I'm afraid you'll get angry."

"Then?"

"Hem?" Yumna was confused as to what to answer when Abyan asked.

"What do you want from me?"

Yumna lowered her head. "I want you to forgive me."

"Easy then?" Abyan snorted in annoyance. Slowly taking off Yumna's still faithful hand grasped it. "We're back now!" break it up, start driving the car at high speed.

Yumna was afraid at this time. The high-speed car passed through many vehicles that paced without the slightest Abyan lowering his speed.

'I wanted to surprise him with a new home after coming home from here. But I think it's gini again. So upset!' abyan in his heart. Noticing Yumna's terrified condition.

"Byan, stop!" peekkik Yumna, scared. "Stop, Byann. I'm afraid! I'm gonna throw up!"

Ckittt~

Abyan stopped the car. Yumna opened the door and got out of there.

The huweek! the huweek!

Yumna vomited repeatedly. Abyan who was in the car took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. Then get out of there. Bring a bottle of bottled drink.

"Aren't you okay?" tanyanya was worried but still flat. Massaging the nape of his wife's back neck.

There was no answer that Yumna gave. He continued to vomit in the gutter regardless of Abyan standing up to help him.

"Drink first, huh?"

Yumna grabbed the bottled drink her husband gave her. And immediately sip it slowly.

"Where? You okay?" Abyan asked again when Yumna stood up after drinking and gargling.

"Eh." Yumna just muttered. Walk towards the car and get in.

For the last time Abyan took a deep breath and followed his wife.

In the car, Yumna was leaning against the steering wheel. Closing his eyes with a pale face.

Abyan's hand stretched out to check on his wife. Put his hand on Yumna's forehead.

"Until Bandung we go straight to the hospital, huh?" abyan's proposal but got the head from Yumna.

"I want to go home for a break. Please take the car relax. If you want to be angry, at home" Yumna replied without opening her eyes.

"All right." Abyan relented and started driving at a moderate speed. He glanced at his wife who looked uncomfortable.

"Would you eat or drink something?" abyan asked really worried.

Unfortunately Yumna shook her head again. Increasing guilt in Abyan's heart.

The young man refocused his car. The silent atmosphere without sound. There was only Abyan's breath that had not calmed down since just now.

**

On the other hand, Jonah squealed happily. He had thought that Abyan must have heard his voice earlier.

"God! I want to see how far you'll go with that boy, Na. In the end, you'll come back to me."

Jonah's lips smirked with satisfaction. He re-typed the contact icon on his phone and contacted a woman across the street who he now had to sweetly persuade.

Jonah called Elsa's number repeatedly. But the woman did not answer him at all.

Jonah cursed without a sound. Then refocus on his work.

Ratih who had just come from the toilet stared in annoyance at Jonah. He wanted to scratch the handsome face of the man. Unfortunately, Elsa always forbids it.

"Actually what does Elsa expect in a crazy guy like her anyway? It's weird!" gerutu Ratih.

"Why are you nagging Mrs Ratih!" chirps Manja interfered. "Again quarreling with her lover, huh?"

"Not."

"Then?"

"Manja, you've had lunch, right?"

"Already, Mom. I just finished resting. Why, Mom?" ask Manja plain.

"Goodoo. If not, I hope you can be indignantly vague to Mr. Jonah rather than asking about me."

"Why should I be angry at a handsome man like Jonah sir, Mom? You're fighting with him again?"

"No!"

"Don't hate her too much, Mom. You may fall in love with Jonah."

"Diddeliver!" I really want to vomit. Stepping away leaves Manja who is now laughing at him.

"Nih girl why not lift up anyway!" decak Jonah was upset. Very tired because the lover did not answer the phone.

Jonah got up from his seat, drawing near to Ratih who had returned to his seat.

"Train, help me!" pinta Yunus suddenly. Standing beside Yumna's best friend's desk.

"What's wrong?" Ratih asked with a hostile look. While typing in the comments.

"Please ask where Elsa is currently. I want to come straight and apologize to her."

Jemari Ratih stopped for a moment. Thoughtfully glancing towards Jonah. "Why again? After apologizing, you hurt him again, did you? I won't let it."

"No, Ratih. I'm not gonna do that. Please give it a chance once. I beg!" pinta Yunus with a face.

Ratih took a long breath. Back typing on the computer without paying attention to Jonah.

"Ratih, I beg you. Please tell me where he is?"

"In his apartment!" In the end, Rati opened her mouth. Lazy to respond to Jonah who of course will never give up bothering him if he has not got what he wants.

"Thanks, Train. You are so good!" yunus said with a smile and found a look of horror from Ratih.

**

"Na, it's here!" tell Abyan when the two have now arrived in front of Umi and Abah's house.

Yumna opened her eyes, glanced inside the house then slowly opened the door without saying anything to Abyan.

Abyan looked at his wife. Then come down from there and help Yumna who looks very tired.

"What's wrong with you, Na?" umi asked worriedly looking at Yumna's pale face and lackluster body.

"It's okay, Umi. Nana's just a little soy."

"If so go straight into the room yes," said Umi felt sorry. "Byan, please lead your wife."

"Okay, Umi."

Without any protest, Yumna let Abyan lead her. But when Umi is no longer visible, Yumna changes her attitude.

"I can do it myself!" he brushed Abyan's hand off.