Sharing Husband
Prepare to come to my husband's wedding

#Share_Suami Part 14

Author: Ersu Lonely Room

LIKE A THUNDERBOLT

I was stunned when my phone was struck by Mas Ilham, his eyes were wide open when opening the contents of a chat from Alex.

"What did Alex mean to apologize to you?" tanya Mas Ilham slowly.

"Ec ... Which one is Mas?" my many.

Mas Ilham showed me my phone screen. Deg ... It turned out that the chat from Ilham had previously been deleted before I went to sleep, so just one chat just now from Alex, Mas Ilham's tone changed slowly, and I tried to explain, and I tried to explain, so that Mas Ilham does not misunderstand.

"Oh ... That, maybe because yesterday, maybe because of her event at Umi's house, I became busy, maybe apologizing for that," I explained, besides I couldn't say to Mas Ilham, if Alex says he loves me in front of everyone.

***

I accompanied Sakila to the Doctor, always convincing Sakila to keep her fetus, but Sakila insisted on dropping her womb.

Out of the Doctor's room with a look of annoyance, Sakila did not want to talk to me because of her desire I always stopped.

"I don't want to give birth to a deformed baby!" pekik Sakila's.

"Dinda, GOD gave us the confidence to take care of this fetus" I said, touching Sakila's stomach.

"But Yunda, isn't it a shame to have an imperfect baby, what do people say?" Sakila.

"Let me take care of this baby, if you're ashamed, tell people if it's my baby and my son" I replied with a teary face.

Sakila and I went home after the examination. Mas Ilham seemed to disagree when I said if the baby will be born by Sakila I will take care of him.

"Don't love it, I don't want that kid in this house, anyway I don't want to have a disabled child!" exclaim Mas Ilham with his high tone."

"Just as I don't want to, after this child is thrown away, I can get pregnant again" said Sakila.

"What's? The kid Sakila's birth is disabled?" yelled Sakila's mother.

Why Sakila's mother was suddenly in front of the door that I had not been able to close. Ok Sakila's mother, was very shocked when she found out if her future grandchildren had shortcomings.

Sakila is in tungtut for an abortion by her mother as well. Ridiculous, is his conscience dead? easily think to dispose of a fetus that has been long in the future.

I asked and pleaded, let me raise the child later after being born.

***

Risa there is a theater show and I want to come, I have permission from Mas Ilham, to attend the theater. I took a taxi because the car was one in Mas Ilham, and the one I used to wear was Sakila.

I saw that my mother was making Risa's makeup, the theater was starting, I was sitting next to my mother.

I saw on the front bench the shoulder of someone I knew while focusing on the camera; Alex.

Selsai Risa's show is approaching Alex. I pretended not to see it this much better, if I pretended not to know, I also permission to Umi to buy drinking water to avoid meeting Alex.

Ngantri ... It might be because there is an event.

"Murkey!" I shouted, the middle one will pay for a drink.

Like the lightning of my wallet was instantly carried away by the curly-haired snatcher. Some people are chasing the snatch.

Already the snatch had run away as fast as lightning, I put down the drink I had taken because there was no money to pay.

"Mom, no, yes, my wallet was snapped" I said.

"I'll pay."

Scroll over someone who's handing over a hundred thousand bills; Alex.

How can he always show up when I'm in trouble.

"You, how are you here?" I pretended I didn't know Alex was there.

"Sir .. Alex!" exclaim Risa approaching.

I looked at Risa, why she immediately greeted Alex with a radiant face model so.

"Risa, your performance was amazing" Alex praised.

"Son Alex, how come it's here?" ask mom. Which does not matter if it has been there from the beginning of Risa's show.

"I'm the one who asked Alex to document this event Umi" said Risa.

Ah, anyways Risa why try, ask Alex for help? I can also if only videoing so aja mah, easy just doang camera.

Umi pulls Risa a little far away, and whispers just as Risa does not know what she is saying.

Then Alex, paying for my drink, I also had to report the loss immediately, because in the wallet there was a ID card and several ATM cards in it, I also had to go to the Bank to block the ATM card, before the jambret was cooking up the contents.

I told my mother that if my wallet was in the snatch, I would also borrow money from Umi to take a taxi and make a report to the police station.

Alex, however, swiftly offered to drive me. I shook my head, and my mother gave me a code so I wouldn't go with Alex. Yeah, well, maybe you remember the time at home, when Alex admitted that he loved me.

Alex asked my mother for permission, so she could take me to the police station and to the bank to block her ATM card. Mom seemed to go awry when Alex asked for permission to take me.

***

Alex and I got out of the police station after making a report of the accident, headed for the parking lot. Before riding in the car I opened the bag and saw the phone, but it turned out the phone did not drop, I was going to tell Mas Ilham, if I came home late for taking care of this. And when I got into Alex's car, it turns out the charger is the same as my other phone, if I borrow Alex's phone to ngabarin Mas Ilham, I also did not memorize the number.

"Where is the wound on his hand better?" ask Alex.

"Thank God it's not so painful" I replied.

Afraid that the Bank was closing because it was late afternoon, I rushed into the Bank, and reported on the ATM card that was snapped. And asked to block it. Alex came in after parking his car. After everything was done, I headed out to the parking lot.

"Davira!"

The voice was very clear to me; Mas Ilham.

"Yank." I spontaneously looked in that direction.

"Oh so this is it? his permission to go to Risa's event, the same way other men!" hardik Mas Ilham's.

Some people look towards us.

"Yank, this isn't what you think, tad ...."

"Still want to dodge? you've been really outrageous huh Davira! You cheated on me while my husband was at work. Anyway you, I'm a 3!"

"Yank, why are you saying that? your words are so hateful to ALLAH" my sob, which is ignored by Mas Ilham.

"Just from this moment on, you're not my wife anymore!" the hardic.

My sight loomed, faded and blurred.

***

Samar, Abi and Umi's voice rang out, my eyes wide.

"Sir .. Brother is awake!" ask Risa.

I was still dreaming as I gradually collected some of my memories.

My water flows like a river. Risa immediately embraced me.

'Son of Inspiration, what does Nak Ilham mean to say like that? Son Ilham know what the impact of the word son Ilham?}

I heard a faint voice from the middle room, I came out of Risa's room, I saw Dad who was holding a cell phone in his ear. My mother nailed, while there was a figure of a creature that bowed lethargic; Alex.

"Ami, Abi!" myrag.

Umi got up from her seat, and came over and hugged me, my tears breaking. My dad hung up.

"I'm sorry Om, because Davira's husband misunderstood me, until like this," said Alex, with a look of regret.

***

For 3 weeks I did not go out of the room, to eat I was always forced to eat by Umi and Risa, and brought into the room, I never again looked at the blue sky, I never again, or dusk when evening comes, all that I don't want to see right now.

I don't know how many buckets of tears have fallen from my eyes, I don't know how many thousands of times have cried without sobs. I don't want to go out of my room and meet anyone.

"Son, eat a little. Do not torture yourself, from yesterday you did not eat," persuaded the mother.

I remained unmoved from the pillows and bolsters, and a bad cover that covered the entire body.

These tears will not dry up until when, every time I remember the words of Mas Ilham, then my tears flow.

My mother, gently caresses my head.

"Have ... don't be sad anymore, forget what has happened, because of the terrible scenario of GOD's life ..," whispered the mother, "And maybe this is the best way for you, too," connect mom. Which increasingly creates clear circles that continue to drip.

***

It had been a month and a half I did not leave the room, until Risa brought news if Sakila had aborted her womb.

My sadness increased after hearing that. It is inconceivable how cursed they are who have killed the fetus.

Ting.

Sounding notification from mobile phone, hmm ... Not my phone, after the incident I no longer open the phone.

Risa opened her phone which she took out of her pocket.

"Sister, Alex nanyain's brother, reply don't?" ask Risa.

I didn't answer Risa's question, I pulled back the bad cover and pillow.

"Sister, when will you be like this? Brother is torturing himself for the sake of people who don't care about you!" exciting Risa.

I may be too stupid with the same deep feelings of Mas Ilham, who has now changed drastically. He no longer loves me, even he has turned 3, it's a speech he can't pull back. How could the person I love so much turn 3 without any thought in consideration.

What am I still? Only a small piece of tissue is wasted, or a grain of sand carried by the wind from the desert to the uninhabited desert.

My heart is now completely indescribably broken.

***

In the second month, I was still lamenting the fate that had paused. Spinning loyalty that was once awake and now gone.

My new status, I must now stare at my shoulders. What good is it about this new setatus that some even denounce this one like me.

"Sir, there's Alex's sister who wants to meet," said Risa who told.

I-i didn't mind.

"Sister! Brother Alex has come here a hundred times to meet brother Davira! Brother don't be like this dong! kasian Umi and Abi!" peekik Risa's.

Alex came home without seeing me. And my room was locked from the inside, so that no one could enter my room, Risa and Umi though.

Back this cheek becomes an unboiled tributary. Fall back asleep under the pillow that covers the head.

"Dav .. Open Davira, this is Mas."

That voice made my eyes sparkle.

"Dream again" I murmured.

The voice was again heard, the voice of Mas Ilham who continuously called and banged on my room door.

"Davira, open the door, baby. I'm sorry, Mas is really sorry," he said, which sounded clearer.

"What the fuck are you doing!" my father's screams sound loud.

I got up to the door with trembling hands and feet. I opened slowly, and I saw the man I loved standing in front of me. He hugged me very tightly.

"Let go!" snapped my dad. "You too Davira, why come out of the room in this state, where is your Khimar!" father's screams are tight.

I unknowingly came out of the room with a disheveled face and disheveled hair.

Imagine for two months never combing hair, every time I had a shower and shampoo I let my hair without a comb. Mas Ilham still clutched me tightly, as well as me who returned his embrace tighter.

"I'm sorry dear, let's go back to our house, Mas knows you're not wrong, Alex has explained this misunderstanding with Mas, let's go home," he asked

"Mas, are you really sorry for me?" tanyaku.

"Brach! let go of Abi's son!" shout father "you are not muhrim, and remember Inspiration what you said the other day, about talak 3. There is no tolerance for a husband who has asked his 3 wives to refer back, except from the two married first with others," continued Dad.

Seriate

Lonely Room, 18-02-20

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