My soul mate Mas Duda Jutek

My soul mate Mas Duda Jutek
Chapter 38


"We need to talk Deck, please don't do this" Hanan said, holding the door. Nahla who is still in reluctant mode is obviously upset, but does not have enough energy when Hanan tries to push her open.


The woman sighed tiredly, looking at him lazily. Hanan tried to approach her gently.


After a few minutes in silence, the man finally opened his voice.


"I'm sorry for my demeanor that would have been less pleasing to your heart. Let's go home, it's not good to stay out here alone. All problems can be well discussed, "persuade the man with a heart.


"I'm still comfortable like this, I'm sorry, but my view of you has changed. I'm sorry, I can't" Nahla replied as numb. Why come back if there is no love between them, while he only feels he meets his needs.


"I know my attitude yesterday might have hurt you unintentionally, there really was no such intention. I also tried to live it, although honestly I also can't completely forget what has happened with my past."


"Don't bother to forget it, Mas, because I won't ask you to forget either. I'm sincere with our relationship, please speak carefully to my father, I want to go home. I want us to separate," Nahla said after two days of contemplating everything.


"You're still an emotion, you better not make a decision without thinking, I know maybe among us there's not much love, but we're now bound, and I'm trying to keep it. From now on I promise I'll understand you better, please don't do this."


"I've thought about it, and I can't have a relationship with someone who hasn't finished with his past. I don't want to be a subject of comparison or a shadow between you and your best love. I have Mas, but never in your heart, and I will never be able to compete with your late wife. I'm sorry, you better never ask me to come home, if your heart's still sullen."


Hanan swallowed the saliva twice to moisten his dry throat. It seems that Nahla's heart was already sick, so the persuasion from her was not able to make her heart piqued.


"I'll work for it, go home! Icha keeps asking you, if you can't go home for me yet, I beg you to go home for Icha," persuaded the man to feel claustrophobic. At least he's been trying, and hopes Nahla can change.


Nahla was silent for a few seconds. He actually did not have the heart with Icha, especially their closeness is so pure, but given the disappointment inscribed by his father, made the woman reluctant to say yes.


"He'll get used to it without me like he used to, aren't you good at taking care of him by yourself. I'm just a connecting mother who doesn't mean anything," Nahla said still so implied by Hanan's words last time. The man even said about a sincerity in taking care of his daughter.


Really Nahla never thought like that, he was even close because he really loved. However, when its existence is never even appreciated, the feeling of sincerity seems to be useless invisible at all. Because the man had never seen her with love, covered with his past feelings.


"How much time do you ask to clarify everything. Is my presence here not enough proof that I still want to defend our household."


Hanan let out a heavy sigh, he was even reluctant to move at all if he did not remember the afternoon and Icha was home alone because the symbol had to go home.


"I will wait for your good news, hopefully there is still a soul mate for both of us," Hanan said after hours of work in heart trouble. Because the two chat until now have not found a meeting point.


Nahla did not say, indeed he was heavy and felt sorry about Icha, but he also did not want to return if the man was just a matter of need. The woman really wanted to know how far Hanan understood her feelings. How much he learned to love her. Because living together without love is the fall of his name. He was trying to give all his feelings. It hurts so bad.


The woman shut the door as soon as Hanan came out. The feeling still hurts, even if it has to end like now, let it be this way. He has prepared his heart, if the farewell happened.


Hanan returned home with lethargic steps. His heart suddenly ached, his feelings were chaotic, he even seemed to lose a hope of being able to return. Does Nahla really want to split up? Why is it so easy to say.


"Mr is home? Sorry sir, Icha from earlier was still fussy, did not want to eat and kept locked in the room. Be afraid of Icha for nothing."


"Yes, thanks Mbok, let me persuade you later. Now the cymbok can go home."


Hanan who just entered the house immediately met his daughter. It looks like the little girl is sleeping while covered.


"Icha, Icha baby, you don't fuss, eat ya?" hannan was half frustrated.


"Astaghfirullah .. Your body is hot like this baby, are you sick?"


"Which mom, Pa? Icha kangen, my mom didn't come home. Padahalkan Icha not naughty, why mama go ninggalin Icha. Icha don't have a mother anymore." The little girl cried.


Hanan immediately pulled her in an embrace, as deep as her daughter's affection with her mother. If Icha alone could feel his sincere affection, why did he even hurt her to the point of causing hurt and disappointment.


"I'm sorry, dear, tomorrow papa promises to bring mom home" said the man sad. This pain is what it feels like.