Sharing Husband
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Sharing Husband Part 11

Author: Ersu Lonely Room

How can such a thing go viral to tv? Who's voting it? mas Ilham should not have recognized me in the video. Questions raging in the mind.

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Like being shot with a thousand rounds of ammunition right at the heart, a freeze is created, while the heart and mind are out of sync, what should I explain? Should I dodge? Or to be honest if at that time I met with Alex, to meet with Mas Rian and Mbak Rani who gave the dukuh fruit.

"Yank you, why would you think it was me? There are many other people, even veiled ones," I said, denying that in the video I.

"But I can recognize you even though it's veiled, the ring too! Just like our wedding ring!" hardik Mas Ilham's.

"But yank."

"Darling why you are even angry with Yunda Davira, you should be happy dong, because Yunda's kindness is in return for kindness" said Sakila, defending me.

"But who filmed it?" tanya mas Ilham full of search.

He pulled out his flat object from his pants pocket, then opened his phone screen. His eyes grew bigger, his eyebrows furrowed. "What did he see?" whispered heart.

"On some YouTube channels, there are your videos, but there is one account that explains who the uploader is who made the viral, and that's A2o! Alex ...!," cried Mas Ilham, staring intently at my eyes.

"Try to explain what this means Davira?" mas Ilham.

"Yank ."

"What is your relationship with the Turks?" timpal Mas Ilham's.

I haven't even had time to explain it has been returned with various questions.

"Wak ... that time, a .. I."

"You came home limping it turns out there played with Alex, until he had time to make a video, with Alex!" his pedicab.

"Em ... please! Alex at that time. Which time from Bandung nganterin Yunda? Why did you make that video together?" sela Sakila's.

"What kind of wife are you? Just a veiled appearance! But your behavior doesn't deserve to be imitated!" hardik Mas Ilham's.

Black clouds rolled overhead, enveloping, creating a storm. The sky fell, the earth fell on me. This body was like boneless when Mas Ilham rebuked me, with bad prejudice.

Whatever the width of my explanation, it's free. Stay wrong in his eyes.

"Yank, that time when I was looking for dukuh fruit to some market and fruit shop, suddenly there was a snatch, and I was in the same please Alex, Alex, so that I met Mas Rian who gave the shaman, and it turns out that Mas Rian and his wife, a few months ago, I had bought fruit, when I bought dragon fruit for you, and I bought dragon fruit for you, because I heard that his wife was craving for pears, and her husband couldn't buy them because there was no money, and I heard what they said, I bought them some fruits" I explained, length width.

"ah! You just find an excuse! I don't want to know, you should never ever meet again with the Alex," concluded Mas Ilham, as he climbed into the upper room.

I'm stuck in silence, why is everything so complicated? why should there be video? my head suddenly migrens thinking about this complicated thing.

"Yunda, you did not tell me from the beginning, if Yunda was the same way Alex," said Sakila. Makes me more cornered.

***

I'm cursing myself, stupid me! Why did I accept Alex's help? Did he purposely video my being with her for something? he liked me from the beginning, is this how he destroyed my household? Thousands of questions from my little heart.

[Davira.]

I saw a message coming in, from a contact named Alex, with a profile picture in the desert. Hoamz .. This makes me want to scratch his face with a sharp nose and wiry eyes. How problematic is that person in this messed up life.

[What do you mean! Cloud the video when I'm at Rani's house?]" my reply is full of frustration.

[Em ... Have you seen? there is no meaning, just let people know, what we plant that we will reap. As with what you do, you once gave fruit to Mbak Rani, and a few months later when you are hard-earned for dukuh fruit, they give you dukuh fruit, he said, the unexpected]" he replied.

[But it doesn't have to be on video-in too times,]" I dexterously, annoyed.

There will be no end if you continue to reply to the chat, if Mas Ilham knows I chat with Alex can be more angry. I turned off my phone. I want to find peace in this matter. Ilham was so angry. He definitely won't talk to me.

I went into the bathroom, I knew Mas Ilham was still in my room, I opened the door slowly, I saw him sitting facing the window.

"Are you now starting to turn away from me?" yukinya, cold.

"You mean what yank ..?," I asked. "There's no way I'm turning away from you" I continued, holding back a clear grain that almost collapsed from the window of the eye.

"You're not being honest with me now, especially about Alex, you weren't being honest when you went with Alex. If there wasn't a video of it maybe up to this point I'd never know if my wife went with another man" he said.

O ALLAH, I am so tired of this misunderstanding, why does Inspiration still exacerbate this problem? What should I do? so that Mas Ilham stopped not thinking badly of me.

I approached Mas Ilham by hugging him. A very tight hug.

"Yank, please forgive me, if there have been some things I didn't say to you, because I wanted to say you sometimes don't have time for me. Nor would I want to tell you the same story, if I met Alex, but .. I don't want you to misunderstand me" I explained.

Mas Ilham let go of my embrace. As if I was reluctant to hug, I no longer felt a warmth from the chest of the field. There was only a rumble of anger rising.

"I have to take you to your parents' house, to be properly educated!" hardik Mas Ilham while coming out of the room, while slamming the room door tightly.

Screaming through the sky, crying through the earth. My body was helpless, my legs could no longer support my body.

***

"Thank God you are conscious" said my mother.

I opened my eyes and saw a very strange room.

"Umi, where am I?" many wonder.

"At the hospital, you passed out, it's been a day last night, Umi was very worried. Your husband came home first because Sakila was vomiting again, he said," said Mother.

I try to remember what happened why I fainted. Astagfirullah O ALLAH, after the debate with Mas Ilham, I do not remember anything else.

"Umi, who told Umi, if I passed out?" my many.

"Ilham, he said he found you lying in the room. Your doctor says don't think too much ...," he explained. "Keep why are you stressed? I was shocked when the doctor said it was caused by stress, is there a problem?" he continued full of search.

***

Let me close my eyes and my heart. I'm closing netraku. Not wanting to hear the noise of the vehicle, not wanting to hear the voices of people, I asked my mother, so that no one would enter my ward.

Actually I feel like I'm better but let me stay in this room before the doctor lets me go home. This afternoon Risa was accompanying me, because my mother had some business outside. Yes, my sweet and beautiful sister like the princess was not stopping to invite me to chat, ngaler snide.

"Sister, you know not if Alex's brother is a YouTube programmer and creator, now he is famous for his video entitled What We Plant That We Will Get!" exciting Risa.

"No, brother doesn't know," I replied simply, not wanting to talk about it.

"But yes brother, it's a veiled woman, the wealth is there a relationship between Alex's sister and the woman, is it possible if the woman is her fiance or her boyfriend?" said Risa, while eating chips that make her cheeks widen.

A fiancee? A boyfriend? My own sister didn't recognize me in the video. But Ilham, it's amazing to be able to recognize me by taking a quick look, amazing isn't it? It feels like to travel to the hospital garden, to throw boredom because of Risa's babble, I have not opened my phone that I keep under the pillow of my care bed.

***

"How can it be like this Doc?"

"Yes Mother, Father. It's because it's caused by a virus."

"No! This baby cannot be born!"

"She, we suggest, this fetus should be thrown away."

"How is Doc? what's aborting?"

"Yes, rather than taking risks, with a deformed fetus, it is better to take action immediately."

I was surprised to hear the conversation in the Doctor's room, specifically the womb. Plaak .. The trash can I was holding suddenly fell. "Damn" I muttered, immediately running small.

"Who?"

"There's nobody!"

Good luck I ran away so not caught by Sakila and Ilham mas, if I eavesdrop. But how can, if they intend to abort Sakila's contents?. I must seek action so that Sakila and Ilham do not sin by aborting the fetus.

I ran for my bathroom.

"Sister Davira! Why do you see ghosts?" risa asked, surprised.

"Oh .. It's okay big brother's head suddenly hurts, '' I replied. Sleeping in bed.

Shortly after the door opened, Mas Ilham and Sakila, entered my ward.

"How are you doing?" ask Mas Ilham.

I looked at his face so crumpled.

"Yank, Dinda," I said, pretending to be asleep.

Crossed the shadow earlier, Sakila's conversation, Mas Ilham and Doctor, will they remove the old fetus later? My mind's raging.

"Dinda, how are you? Is still nausea ...," I asked. "You're fine, Dinda," I continued, rubbing Sakila's stomach.

I saw Sakila's face, which harbored unrest, unrest that she could not describe, as well as Mas Ilham. His face suddenly seemed to harbor anxiety that he could not possibly afford to say. Sakila and Mas Ilham were allowed to go home, because Sakila was still nauseous. Before they came home I said back, so that Mas Ilham and Sakila, keep Sakila content. Of course my words are based on something, so that they thwart his bad intentions, and to keep his fetus, whatever the condition.

***

As the day went by, I saw the orange horizon dominating the sky this evening, there was a longing that paused. The hospital window became a beautiful sight, where when I missed a baby that could not have been born from my womb, at least would have been present from Sakila's womb. Although the fetus is deformed, it becomes a hope that they do not abort the fetus.

"Son, are you daydreaming? there's Om Afan when his family visits you," said the mother opened the door, I saw Om Afan, his wife, Alex and his sister.

Why is there a whirling from inside the chest? When I see the man behind Om Afan. Stirring the rhythm of the thump in this chest.

"Davira, sorry Om just visited, how are you doing?" ask Om Afan.

"Alhamdulilah has improved Om" I replied.

Om Afan had a long chat with my mother, and they were going to eat at a restaurant near the hospital. But Alex didn't come with them, he was waiting in my ward.

Silence is created, only the roar of breath from two people who are silent to each other, but hunt each other.

"You!" Alex and I said at the same time.

Then silence returned.

"Em ...,'' again said in the same tone "have you eaten?" continued Alex.

"Later," I said, simple.

"Why not reply to my chat?" ask Alex.

"Chat! which one?" my question, confused.

"Of course, lupain!" it looks upset.

"Why are you covering that video?" my question, curious.

"It's okay, just intending that everyone can reap the good of it" he replied.

Trek ... suddenly the door opens. I saw that handsome face with an angry face.

"Davira! You are Alex too! You're still alone when there's no one?" hardik Mas Ilham, while dropping the fruit basket he carried.

Seriate

Lonely Room, 15-02-20

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