My Wife Drabia's
19. Takes time

Ansel who has been treated Doctor fell asleep on top of the gurney. It looks like the doctor gave him a sedative to see the condition of Ansel who was sleep-deprived.

Nimas' mother, who was standing next to him, rubbed his son's head gently. Looking at the pity of Ansel's face so tormented with regret, what else Drabia and Mr. Ilham did not forgive him.

What to do Nimas' mother, he himself has not received an apology from Mr. Ilham. Nimas' mother could not help Ansel to get an apology from Drabia and Mr. Ilham.

Actually, if you look at it from a different point of view. Ansel is not entirely guilty. Naturally Ansel wanted a wife of a righteous woman. Maybe all men want that.

If Drabia had changed his behavior. It is impossible for Drabia to be stuck in one bed with another man. Photo Drabia with a man named Kevi has spread on social media. It was only natural that Ansel judged him unholy no longer. And also during this time Drabia often entered the club and drunk with his male friends. Obviously Ansel judged her a woman untrue.

Is Ansel wrong if you want a good female soul mate?, the answer is certainly not!.

But Ansel forgot one thing, being too obsessed to get a woman who was still holy. Ansel forgot, if the soul mate in God's hands. God has infinite ways of uniting his servant in the bonds of marriage, whether he likes it or not. God knows what is best for us, not what we want. Good does not mean best. Because the bad can be the best for us.

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After being satisfied to sleep, Ansel woke up from his sleep, it turned out that it was night. Nimas' mother who was waiting for him from earlier stood up from the sofa in Ansel's treatment room. Ansel was treated not because of severe pain. Nimas' mother asked him so that Ansel could rest comfortably.

"Are you awake?"

Ansel came down from the top of the gurney without answering his mother. He wants to go to the Drabia room. He will prove that he really regretted his actions and wants to apologize.

"Where are you going, son?" asked Nimas' mother to hold Ansel's arm.

"To Drabia Ma's room" Ansel replied with a shady look.

"But baby, Drabia won't accept your presence?." Nimas' mother looked pityfully at his son.

"But I have to get Ma's forgiveness" Ansel chuckled, stepping out of his treatment room, followed by Nimas' mother from behind.

Arriving at the Drabia treatment room, Ansel immediately opened the door after knocking it first. No matter which Drabia would scold him again. Ansel will struggle to get an apology from his wife.

"Well are you here again?" ketus Pak Ilham who guarded Drabia, saw Ansel was not deterred even though Drabia had beaten him, even kicking his junior.

"I asked ma.." said Ansel.

"No apologies sorry" Mr. Ilham quickly cut.

Nimas' mother sighed, and rubbed Ansel's shoulder gently." Let's go, baby. Do not be too pushy, give time to Drabia" he said.

Ansel shook his head, he didn't want to leave. Without or with sorry Drabia. Ansel moved his feet toward Drabia who was sitting on the gurney.

"Drabia, let's hit me again, kick me again, I'll take it, just so you forgive me." Ansel reached out his hand wanting to touch Drabia's hand.

Mr. Ilham squealed from the sofa he was sitting on.

Drabia kept quiet, letting Ansel touch his hand. It felt his strength had finished beating Ansel last afternoon, now he did not want to waste energy in vain anymore.

"Drabia, I'm sorry" said Ansel silently staring at Drabia's face full of regret.

"I've forgiven you Ansel, I beg you to go" replied Drabia weakly without seeing Ansel.

"You haven't forgiven me Drabia." If Drabia had forgiven him, his wife would have seen him while talking." I don't want to leave here either. I'll wait for you here until you're healed."

Ever since she became the man's wife, Drabia has wanted to kiss that hand. But he could do it after his heart was hurt, in the wound of the man he loved.

"I love you Ansel, I love you so much, that I can't hate you even if you give me pain. But Ansel, this heart wound needs time to treat it. I need Ansel time, I beg you! go away" said Drabia in her sobs that sounded so bitter.

"Drabia" was the only word Ansel could say, he hugged Drabia and cried.

"Give me time" Drabia said again. He had already vented his anger earlier this afternoon, that was enough. Problems should indeed be discussed both well and with a cold head. There is no point if you have to keep getting angry and angry. It will only add to heartache, heart pain, high blood pressure, and other aches.

Ansel shook his head in the recess of Drabia's neck. He doesn't want to go, he wants to take care of Drabia, treat the pain he gave his wife.

"I beg Ansel, please!"pinta Drabia." Understand a little bit in my position" Drabia said again. So Ansel took off hugsyan.

Ansel looked at Drabia's face and wiped her tears with his fingers.

"Sir Drabia"

"I'm not your wife anymore Ansel" said Drabia in a stifled voice.

"We can refer to Drabia, I'll refer to you. If the validity of our marriage has been doubted" said Ansel views Drabia full of love.

Drabia shook his head, "Hafshah"he said.

Ansel fell silent, though he had not told the truth to Hafshah. But Ansel had already intended to cancel their engagement.

"I will solve my problems with him" Ansel said.

"You think I'll accept you to refer my daughter?" sambar Pak Ilham from the sofa.

"Dad, I beg you, forgive me" Ansel looked at Mr. Ilham fondly.

Mr. Ilham stood up from his seat, approached Ansel and pulled the man out.

"No! don't hope, there's no apology for you. I'll take care of your divorce papers" she said, prompting Ansel to leave.

"I'm sorry Well" Ansel put his gaze towards Mr. Ilham.

Mr. Ilham kept quiet about his hearing and went back into the Drabia treatment room." And you too, get out of here, tell your son, don't expect anything else from us" he told Nimas.

"What are our mistakes absolutely unforgivable?" asked Ms. Nimas to stare at Mr. Ilham.

"You guys think?" ask Mr. Ilham.

"Well then, I'll go." Nimas' mother decided to leave the room. Because it is useless, Mr. Ilham is in a state of anger, difficult to reconcile. Later they will come after Mr. Ilham and Drabia are not angry anymore.

"Let's go, son" asked Ms. Nimas to Ansel who was still standing in front of the Drabia treatment room." They need time, come on!" take her once again to pull Ansel's arm to leave the hospital.

Ansel nodded in his mother's footsteps.

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