NOT THE OWNER OF MY HUSBAND'S HEART
Almost Surrender

"Non Fathiya!You're fine right?", Fathiya began to wake up when her shoulder was patted the third time by Dirga, her husband's personal assistant after a long silence,looking in front of the frisher in the mall earlier.Many visitors who sneer at him.Considered her as a third woman and also embarrassed without knowing the truth.Maya really succeeded when humiliating him in public.

Dirga appeared before Fathiya after getting an order from Fatih.Untunglah the distance between the office and the mall was close enough so that he could immediately catch up with his boss' wife.

"Ehm...Yes Dirga!Sorry I'm daydreaming", though",said Fathiya while wiping his swollen face.So she felt as tight as pierced thousands of needles and spears that tore his heart flesh.Her inner this time was completely torn apart by the attitude of her husband who hurt her just now.Can Fatih leaving her in a foreign place like this alone.The man who has the status of her husband prefers to calm her lover and leave her alone even though in the end sent Dirga to catch up with him.

"It's okay Miss!Please continue shopping let me accompany!", said Dirga hid his love for this poor woman in front of him.Inwardly, in his heart,Dirga cursed the depraved actions of his boss who could leave his wife alone in the mall like with such chaotic circumstances.

"No need for Dirga!I want to go home now!", reject Fathiya while leaving his shopping trolley that is almost full.

"Wait a minute, Miss!Let me pay him first", Dirga said politely while taking over the trolley previously held by Fathiya.

Fathiya had to obey Dirga."Yes Dirga", he answered listlessly.

Shortly afterwards, Dirga had approached Fathiya with a few bags of crackles filled with Fathiya's groceries and carried her to the car.

Before they got to the car, Fathiya asked Dirga for one thing.

"Dirga!May I ask for one thing?", asked Fathiya with a clear face.

"You want to ask what Miss?", asked Dirga who began to be concerned.The reason he knew, how messy his young lady is at this time.He did not want to misstep in helping the household problems of his boss who felt strange.

"Take me to my parents' house Dirga!I beg you!", said Fathiya while cupping his hands above his chest.His eyes revealed that he is currently in a state that is really not okay.

"But Miss what if Young Master is angry?", Dirga asked doubtfully.

"I'll take responsibility if my husband gets angry with Dirga!I need some time to calm down", please.

"Well Miss!", Dirga seemed powerless to refuse the request of Fathiya.Persatan if later his boss will be angry at him.Will he think later.Salah who dares to make the best woman by his side to be miserable like this.

"Together Miss!Please get in the car first!I will put Miss's belongings first in the trunk!", said Dirga who immediately got the answer 'Yes', from Fathiya.

While on the road,only silence enveloped the two.Fathiya still occasionally sobbing in silence while looking at the loose streets to his parents' house.He was determined not to care anymore with the anger of her husband again this time.What he hoped was a divorce letter from his parents her husband.He does not want to survive again in his pseudo-marriage.

While Dirga did not dare to open his voice.He knew his cruel boss had inflicted such a great wound on his wife, that perhaps Fathiya's patience was eroded and chose to return to his parents.

"Miss wants to eat first on the street?", did Dirga break the silence between the two of them.

"No need for Dirga!I want to get to my house immediately", replied Fathiya in a weak tone.Maybe his energy has been spent crying throughout their journey this time.

"Emmm...Miss Fathiya!Can it be a friend?", asked Dirga who made Fathiya's head turn towards Dirga.

"I mean Miss can tell me the complaint of Miss impression on me if Miss does not mind.I know keeping the burden alone will feel very heavy.For that Miss can tell me anything!I promise I will not open it in front of Mr. Fatih even though I am his personal assistant!", continued Dirga in a convincing style.He hopes his boss' wife does not feel alone anymore.He wants to help as much as possible.

"Thank you Dirga for your attention!",fathiya replied softly.Now his eyes looked back down.The woman had spent almost half the box of tissue available on the dashboard of the car to wipe her tears that constantly fell like rain water.Dirga who saw it would feel pity.If he can lend his shoulder to the woman next to him, of course he will do it.Unfortunately, he still remembers the limitations.Again he did not want to get a tantrum from his arrogant boss when he dared to touch Fathiya.

"Miss must be patient with Mr. Fatih!Although sometimes he is hard but I am sure Miss can see the softness of his heart", Dirga's advice to strengthen Fathiya's heart.Although sometimes the boss is heartless,but Dirga was not willing if until his stupid boss let go of his wife.

"Not Dirga!Sooner or later we will get divorced!I'm tired of dealing with Dirga!", Sahut Fathiya accompanied by a sobbing.

"I don't want to be the third person among them either. Fatih loves Maya Dirga!Not me", complained Fathiya who began to open up to her husband's assistant.

"But Miss is not a third person", refuted Dirga.

"Maybe right!But Mas Fatih loved Maya very much!I can't possibly separate them" said Fathiya, who began to despair.