REPLYING TO MY HUSBAND'S MISTRESS
206 Chapter.

 Meanwhile.

"What's the matter with the city?" ask Aish between the fried chews they ordered on the roadside of the park.

 Hendro who was sitting in front of him was enjoying a glass of cane ice and took a deep breath.

"Aa's parents in the village again stagnated, so Aa went to the city to find work. Bosen in the village continues to be a burden on the parents, Neng."

 Aish mangosteen understood, then took a bottle of mineral aie on the table and drank it to the toilet.

"What does Aa want to do?" ask again.

 "Not yet to know, maybe later Aa will look for information first in the group blue application group hopefully there is a suitable and can immediately work. Mr. Aa is sick again, and needs medical expenses as well. Yesterday's crops failed and much of the land is still infected with pests. So it can not be planted again, while the father needs a quick cost to seek treatment." Hendro began to tell, since long ago he was very open to Aish, about whatever it was he would not hesitate to share the story with Aish who even now still inhabits the niche of his heart.

"Juragan Baskoro is sick?" chirping Aish remembered an old man who forced her to marry until she had to hide into the city because not Sudi became the third wife of the perverted nurse.

"Doctor's word, pain symptoms typhoid. Therefore Aa hunted to this city, manor there is a windfall road Aa here. In any case, his attitude and habits will remain his father Aa, Neng. It is incumbent on Aa to seek her healing as long as Aa is still in love with long life to be able to serve her," said Hendro with a sour look printed clearly on his face.

"Yes, A. Aish knows, now where's Aa going?"

 Hendro shrugged his shoulders. "So don't know, Aa doesn't know. I don't have a purpose, Aa Mah. The reckless capital doang from the village," kekeh Hendro who somehow even sounds like a store of grief that is so deep.

 Aish sighed softly, in the face of a sutris in the distance who was sitting while smoking a cigarette and a glass of coffee gelasan at his side. Seemed busy with his phone because he did not want to disturb the privacy of his employer.

"What if Aa goes to my parents' house? Let Aish ask Papi if there is a job suitable for Aa, how?" chirps Aish arrived.

 Hendro raised his face with a slight twinkle of hope in his eyes, but a moment later the twinkle seemed to dim again.

"No, Aa doesn't feel good about your husband if you know you brought a man home, let alone Aa the man. You know for yourself how men when they love, it's hard not to misunderstand."

 Hearing that, now it's Aish's turn to put on the face of the nelangsa. Recollected again in his mind as he and Hendro had just arrived in the city, and the way Satrio looked at Hendro can be guessed if when he was in Landa jealous but as hard as his strength was not shown.

"Miss? Neng Aish weeping tea?" asked Hendro when he accidentally saw a tear melt in the corner of Aish's cheek.

 Aish quickly removed it and pulled a smile so that Hendro did not realize his crying even though it was actually too late for it.

"Ah, not A. This is Aish just flipping away." Aish.

"Don't lie, Aa knew you not just yesterday afternoon. But it's been a long time, to be honest .. is there anything you're hiding? What the hell's going on? Your husband is good, isn't he like you?" cecar Hendro bertubi tubi, to make tears Aish is now really spilled until it can not be held anymore.

Hendro raised his hand and shifted his sitting position to embrace Aish and calm him down, but a moment later when his hand was already hanging in the air right on the side of Aish's shoulder, he said, she recalled the fact that the woman by her side was no longer a single woman who could easily accept a touch from another man, no matter how close they used to be.

 Hendro swallowed the bitter fact round, and slowly though his heart rebelled against him he drew his hand away again, and chose to suppress all the taste that never disappeared from his heart. The sense that the more berussaha he forget even more overflowing overflowing.

"That's it, if you're not ready to tell a story it's okay. Aa does not know what you have faced before, but Aa will pray that you are always protected and happiness will always be with you. As long as you know, your name is even still mentioned in prayer asking that you continue to be happy, but what is this? Is Aa's prayer not answered?"

 Aish took a deep breath, trying to muffle the crying that seemed not to want to stop in front of Hendro. Not want to seek attention, but telling the right person will always make us more loose in expression and more relieved afterwards. And that, Aish found in Hendro and also in her late husband. Who may now also be jealous to see him back sitting alone with Hendro.

"A, my husband .. My husband is very kind, he is loving, he is patient, he is also romantic. Even Aish never thought she would do that after we got married. It was like a dream ... until .. hiks, until ...."

 Aish was stunned again by the shadow when Satrio was found in a dying condition, again spinning in his mind. Making tears that had just receded back spilled like a rising spring.

 This time Hendro could not stand it anymore, his hand spontaneously moved rubbing Aish's back which shook because of his great cry. Some people who pass by also notice them as if something interesting is happening to notice.

"Cry, spill everything until you calm down. Aa here, will listen to you even until dawn" hendro tried to joke.

 Aish's clothes began to wet the front, because there was no Aish tissue using his own clothes to wipe his tears. After a while, and her crying began to subside Aish continued her story.

"Mas Satrio was so kind and always tried his best for Aish," he muttered wiping away the rest of the tears.

 Hendro smiled wryly. "Isn't that good? Since then Aish kept praising him doesn't that mean he's really good? But why did Neng Aish cry?"

"Yes, A. Mas Satrio is as good and perfect as that, and Aish loves him so much. But ... but .. it's also what makes Aish so lost'now."

"lost? Why?" asked Hendro confused.

 Aish turned her head, looking fixedly at Hendro with her wet eyes.

"Mas Satrio has returned to Rahmatullah, A. He left Aish even without saying goodbye," Isak Aish said.

 Hendro was surprised not to play, so this was the reason since the woman he loved so much was crying non-stop. Aish is right, a deep loss is certainly very painful. When death becomes a separator then no one will be able to treat the longing for a meeting.

 Hendro was still lucky, because he was separated by his love not by death, but because the woman he loved chose another man to accompany him. And the pain, can still be muffled by seeing his smile when coupled with the puja. And Hendro felt he would be able to accept that over time, but what happened now is different. Will there still be hope for her to get the heart of the woman beside her in the midst of her grief? Or give up that opportunity because you don't want to be said to take a chance in a narrowness?

****.

 Somewhere else.

 Sarah was stunned on the edge of her husband's bed, Axel was still unconscious. Another sad news had just returned to Sarah's ears.

"Mas, wakeup. Do you know what? Satrio, your favorite employee .. he .. he died, Mas. Get up, Mas let's make a pilgrimage to his tomb, don't sleep on, Mas. You scare me, I'm afraid Mas is scared .. lest you have the same fate as Satrio," murmured Sarah desperately..

 Sarah was shaking so much, she was scared so scared. If he had two parents who would protect him, he was alone. There was only her husband she could hope would be able to support her and stand by her facing the person.

"Mas, wakeup. Don't you feel sorry for me, Mom? He's back, Mas he's coming to sue, I have to what, Mas? We're all in danger'." Sarah holds Axel's fingers and occasionally kisses him in the hope that Axel will feel it and will wake up from his deep sleep after the attack that occurred to him.

Sarah raised her face, scanning every inch of her husband's face that looked perfectly sound in her sleep. Sarah dropped her head again on Axel's chest, her hopes were dashed but all the dangers she didn't know were still ahead. Not finding a sign of the wake up from her husband, making Sarah tired and finally fell asleep in the position of her head resting on the palm of Axel's hand.

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Axel's outpatient door was knocked from the outside, the atmosphere outside was dark for somehow long Sarah fell asleep which is clear at this time she felt her neck was very sore and her body achy.

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 A knock on the door again rang out, just as Sarah opened her eyes and stretched her all-painful body.

"Whoo! It's Papa."

 Ah, Andrew apparently. Sarah rose from her chair and opened the door for her father-in-law.

"Papa, I'm sorry Sarah fell asleep."

 Andrew commented a small smile and stepped in, in his hand was a pouch with the logo of a famous chicken restaurant.

"It's okay, Papa understands you must be tired of keeping Axel alone. Here, eat first. You also need to keep from getting sick." Andrew threw the plastic bag he was carrying onto Sarah.

 Sarah accepted and thanked him.

 "Is Axel still unconscious as well?" ask Andrew while taking his place on the side of Axel's bed.

 Sarah who just opened a package of food in the form of fried chicken, rice sauce and complete with a drink it shook her head slowly.

"Yet, Pa. I don't know why Mas Ax hasn't woken up yet, maybe he's too tired to still want to sleep."

 Andrew nodded and let his son-in-law eat first, there were some things he would tell Sarah later. And Sarah had to be the one born and inner to hear it.

*

"Are the kids looking for me, Pa?" sarah asked after washing her hands in the bathroom and sipped a bottle of bottled mineral water on the table.

 Andrew moved to Sarah's seat. "They're fine, you don't have to worry. Papa has also added people to guard around our house. Hopefully things like the past won't happen again."

 Sarah nodded slowly, then threw her gaze towards Axel. There is still no movement there, the regular roar of breath indicates the owner of the body is still at home with his sleep. Sarah sighed softly, hoping that the eyes that always looked at her lovingly would open again.

"Sarah," said Andrew. "Papa .. need to talk some things to you."

 Sarah looked over and was silent for a moment. "Speak what, Pa?" He said after a few breaths.

"Did you know? Anyone who ... might have a grudge against you and your family?" asked Andrew heartily, because he did not want to hurt his daughter-in-law's heart.

 Sarah lowered her head, not trying to remember but trying to cast out the ugly and frightening shadow of the man who was a scourge for her current little family. Some time Sarah believes she will again spread terror to him and his family, and did not rule out the possibility of Andrew and Sonia could be the victim if there is a chance.

"Sara? You hear Papa?" andrew said after a while not finding Sarah's voice.

"Ah, I-Yes Pa. Sarah listen," concluded Sarah.

"Hows it? Do you ... know something? If you know, it could be a weapon for us to take cover and maybe even retaliate" Andrew said.

 Sarah was eager to mention a name that felt like it was at the end of her tongue. But somehow it feels so heavy that he does not have the power to say anything.

 After again not getting an answer to his question, Andrew relented it might take longer to think and will talk later at the right time.

"If you don't want to talk, we'll talk about this next time. Oh yeah, Papa wants to tell me that the police got information about the perpetrator who made Axel this way."

"What information is that, Pa?" Sarah raised her face impatiently waiting for Andrew to answer.

"Police said that from the visible cctv footage, the person who deliberately attacked Axel .. he .. has no hair or bald head."

 Sarah was surprised instead of playing, covering her mouth with her hands until she unconsciously pushed back the chair she was sitting in. His eyes glared, and the shadow ..the shadow appeared again in his mind.

"Then, it means he's not lying. He is the same person .... She ... she came to avenge her ...."