REPLYING TO MY HUSBAND'S MISTRESS
Chaptre 145.

A few days later.

"Mom, today so to the uncle's house? It just so happens that today Rahman's schedule is not so crowded, after teaching morning until night Rahman free," Rahman said with his casual accent.

Ms. Hannah who was reading the apostles' storybook immediately closed the book and opened the reading glasses on her face.

"Yes, we'll be there and I hope you make sure your heart is right. Don't get surprised later and he moved places," said Ms Hannah more like a decree than a suggestion.

Rahman put his lips together and stood up from his seat.

"Hey, an ustadz doesn't flinch like you do, son." Ms. Hannah chuckled.

"Yes, my dear mother" said Rahman with a big smile and bowed respectfully before finally passing to the mosque because the morning teaching schedule had arrived.

Ms. Hannah raised her face, looking at the back of the child who was walking away. A drop of water came down from her eyelids without excuse.

"Mom hope you're strong, son. Don't fall even if the biggest storm hits you. I will always hold your hand now" muttered Ms. Hannah sincerely.

****

Meanwhile.

"It's a dream, it's a dream. But why does it feel so real?" muttered Satrio who was lying in his room while staring at the sky of the room.

Since the incident at Edwin's house at that time, Aish immediately decided to move there. After all Edwin who asked him because he did not want to be far away from his daughter again.

And since then Hendro also stayed more where in his place, because he was afraid that if Satrio acted recklessly because he was surprised at who his lover really was.

"Dek Aish," muttered Satrio as he cast his gaze toward the glass window that had no curtains attached in his room, tilted his body so he could freely look at the birds chirping merrily in the morning that had not been touched by the sun.

Satrio smiled to himself imagining when he and Aish would be sitting in the breast later, but his heart slipped again.

"Now even our caste is different, are you still going to be my old Aish deck? Or become a different person? Moreover, the life of the rich is often more complicated," Satrio exhorted in despair, especially since that day Aish only contacted him a few times and Satrio first contacted if not then there would be no message from Aish for him.

Satrio picked up his phone which had been quiet for a few days, whereas in the past when Aish was still living in the village the phone will always sound every two hours when Aish sent him a message even though maybe Satrio could not quickly reply because of his work.

"No more news?" asked Hendro who was suddenly behind Satrio with two cups of coffee in his hand.

Satrio turned around and got up from his lying position.

"Eh, Henry. No, maybe Aish forgot to tell you," said Satrio trying to look good.

Hendro extended the hot cup of coffee into Satrio's hand, while he sat down by the window on the floor staring into the side yard that was wet from last night's rain.

"Why didn't samperin just go there? You know the address of his parents' house" murmured Hendro as he sipped his coffee, the sasset coffee he bought at the stall last night.

Satrio looked down at the coffee that reflected the smoke in his glass, a smile spread on his face although bitter.

Hendro laughed softly. "I love your spirit, I hope you are the right person for Aish. If you guys are going to make a fool of you please make Aish happy, don't ever hurt his heart or I'll take it from you."

Deghs

Sontak Satrio raised his face to look at Hendro, all this time he did not even know that anyone loved Aish more sincerely than him because Hendro always seemed ordinary if they were together.

"Sorry, but ... What does hen mean?" satrio tried to make sure.

Hendro sighed softly, then lowered his head and threw a fixed gaze at Satrio.

"I loved Aish, a long time ago .. But I know that if she loves you very much, nothing can shake the sanctity of her love for you and I know that. All this time I was always looking after him in the village, being his friend and helping him whatever he needed me there. But one that I can't force, his feelings. Even though I sacrificed everything for her but her feelings are only pure for you. Alright, for now I will understand and give in for Aish's happiness. But, if someday I find out Aish is crying out of hurt with your behavior, don't blame me for not giving up again."

Satrio was stunned, only then he realized that he had a fairly heavy rival. Although he knows how genuine aish love for him is not impossible he will turn away if later he makes the slightest mistake.

"But ... Mas."

"Calm down, if you never hurt her of course I would know myself not to interfere with your relationship. As long as I'm here I'm sure you've understood what my character is?" sela Hendro's.

Satrio nodded confirming, all this time Hendro never even tried to contact Aish or talk about Aish if not Satrio who started. And frankly Satrio was calm with Hendro's statement just now, because Hendro was not a person who likes to deny the words thrown from his own lips.

His lunch.

Sunday restaurant holiday, Satrio chose at home to rest the body that for the past six days continues to be forced to work to reduce the longing that is stirring in his chest for the lover.

"You're home?" reprimand Hendro when he saw Satrio sitting on the porch of his house while daydreaming.

"Eh, Yes Mas. Sunday restaurant's off."

Hendro sat down next to Satrio, took out a pack of cigarettes and placed them between them after taking one and bringing it to life.

"I don't smoke, Mom." Satrio refused subtly.

"Yes I know, aish doesn't like the smell of cigarette smoke, does he?"

Satrio nodded and smiled.

"I also used to not smoke since I knew Aish, but .. because now he has a heart patch then I will go back to doing everything I once left behind. So that he forgets me and only focuses on you, the perfect man he loves," said Hendro, exhaling his cigarette smoke slowly.

"Why, Mas? I mean why should it be like that?" ask Satrio.

Hendro commented a thin smile. "Nothing, I just want to divert this no-man's disappointment away."

Satrio was speechless, puzzled to also have to respond to how. After a moment of silence, Hendro threw away his cigarette butts and stepped on them while standing.

"I'm going home" he said softly, sounding a soft tone accompanying his voice.