Pursuing the Love of My Husband

Pursuing the Love of My Husband
The Part 52 MCS


"Gift." Lee tried to get out of his bed, he really did not know Habibah was already in the doorway, and of course he heard everything.


The young lady was fixated, her round eyes began to tearfully move looking at the two faces who were also staring at her.


"Gift." Lee tried hard to get close to her, ignoring her sore knees and legs.


"So." So." Habibah began to sob.


"God, can you hear my explanation?" lee slowly approached him.


"You did everything out of guilt." she cried softly. "And I, trust you so much."


"Not like that, I just want you to be safe and happy regardless of what my mother has done. I really want you to be happy, I don't want you_"


"You're the same as any other man, just cheating."


"Gift." Lee held Habibah's arm but did not undo the woman's steps, he walked quickly while crying, making Lee confused half to death.


"You have to go after him!" annoyed Lee to Rudy Utama who was still fixated, digesting everything that had happened. "Jeez, she's your daughter!" lee then walked with difficulty.


"Come on." Rudy held Lee's shoulder and headed for his car.


"Can you go after him first?" lee's orders to Rudy Utama's two men.


"Okay sir, Miss Habibah's taking the freight to the terminal."


"We'll find him" said Rudy began to go after his men who had gone first.


"It's your fault! If only you hadn't taken Raharja's grandfather's house. He won't lose his way in this city." Lee annoyed again.


Rudy did not say, the eyes that look focused it keeps its own sadness. It should be from the beginning he knows Habibah, the face and habits of a mother will certainly decline to her biological child.


What about Larisa? 'For so long I was stupid.' he said in his heart, he did not want to talk much before the DNA results he and Habibah came out, after all just a few hours ago he got a sample of Habibah's blood, Habibah, when the doctor examined him.


"Terminal" Lee said to make Rudy a little surprised, turning his car into the terminal.


From a distance, the hooded woman was standing looking at the angkot.


Lee got down and got closer despite the pain.


"Where are you going?" ask Lee slowly.


He did not look, of course Lee's voice will not be foreign to him. I just don't want to see it because I'm disappointed.


"I'm sorry." Lee said again.


"What time does it leave, sir?" ask Habibah to the angkot driver.


"Half an hour" replied the middle-aged man.


"Good-bye." call Lee again.


Stay the same and Lee grabs Habibah's arm.


"Don't be like this" said Habibah staring dislike.


"I want to talk" said Lee suddenly turned caring, not looking as cold as usual.


"There's nothing we should talk about." Dodging Lee's gaze at her.


Lee held onto both of Habibah's shoulders and made them face to face.


"I'm sorry Habibah, I'm sorry for my mother's actions. If forgiveness is not appropriate to express my guilt, then I ask you to forgive me. I admit, my mother was evil. And I'm grateful I never knew him." Lee knelt down at last.


Of course making a woman before him, warm tears just fell.


"I'm just trying to make you happy, and not blame me too much" Lee said. "Even if I fail."


"I don't blame you" he said very slowly. "I just want to go home and live a normal life. Not wishing on Mas Bram, not wishing on Dad, nor bothering yourself" she said, wiping away tears.


"I want to go home" he said then walked to the angkot door that had begun to be full.


"Gift." Lee stood up and grabbed his hand again even on the edge of Habibah.


"Let me drive you." Now Rudy Utama spoke up.


"No, thank you." Habibah stepped in and Lee pulled him back, this time stronger and couldn't get away with it.


"You're angry" Lee said again.


Habibah. "I really need to go home."


"What about your trial?" lee asked still trying to hold back.


"I'll come." he replied and then entered because the angkot was about to depart.


"Goddess!" call him to come in but the angkot is already too full.


Habibah just looked over, then sat in the middle.


"God, I'm really sorry. I'm sorry Habibah." Lee half-screamed.


Until the car has been driven Lee is still seen chasing and saying an apology that is not also answered.


She squeezed her own hair, looked at the car that was moving away and disappeared later.


"He needs time" Rudy Utama told him.


Lee smiled cynically. "You should be the one to catch up and make sure she's safe." annoyed Lee shook his head in Rudy Utama's calm demeanor.


"My men are following him." replied Rudy then shook his head back to see the excessive worry of the young man.


"That sounds better" he said to Rudy Utama's car.


"I don't think it's just guilt, but love." Rudy started to drive by with a strange smile.


"Didn't you feel guilty for her?" annoyed Lee does not like the words of falling in love.


"Of course, even I am the most guilty." she turned to Lee with a face full of regret.


In the days that followed, everyone felt alone.


Bram was glued to the lawsuit that was now in his hands. His eyes were empty after witnessing the name written.


Remember first he really wanted the word divorce, then later he would marry Larisa.


And now it's come true, but it hurts.


The first trial begins.


Habibah came with a girl who also wore a veil just like her. One of the students who had studied law, and returned to teach at the boarding school owned by his Uncle. Helping the divorce process that is being undertaken Habibah.


"God, is there no apology for me?"


Bram tried to talk to Habibah after the trial, the results of which will be postponed.


"Sorry, you and Larisa must marry. And I wouldn't be able to have a rival in a marriage."


"I'm not going to marry her."


"That's not the solution, what about the sins you've committed? I hope you are also sincere, after all, at first you really love each other. And I'm trying to improve myself, step back from the position of being a barrier between you and Larisa."


"But now it is different Habibah. I love you." said Bram in a trembling voice, he was truly sorry.


"Love to humans can come and go, and when we love something too much, it will be tested by loss. Every meeting will end, so will this unwanted marriage. Forgive me for loving you too much, and chasing you, forcing you to love me all this time. I really hope you'll get that word out, so we can both calm down."


Bram. "I don't want to."