Sharing Love: Wife Ventilation of Your Desire
IPH CHAPTER 42 - Deep Regrets

It's been almost 2 hours since Ibrahim left and he hasn't returned. While Aira continued to wait faithfully in the room. Even the breakfast the waiter brought was gone.

"Where exactly is Ibra? did he go to the office?" asked Aira with her muttering voice. Ask yourself hoping to find answers that might fit.

Until finally Bik Sumi came to this room and gave Joseph to the mother.

"Sir, would you please open the balcony door?" pinta Aira after Yusuf she carried.

"Okay Madam" replied Sumi. He opened the balcony door as well as the curtains that blocked, letting the fresh air this morning into the room.

"Bik, is Ibra downstairs? she said she had only been down for a while, but had not been back yet" Aira said, asking her where her husband was.

And Sumi was confused as to what to answer. Tell the truth or lie.

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At the police station.

After making a report on his allegations to Sonya, Ibrahim now handed over the evidence to investigators.

CCTV footage was taken by a personal assistant. In the recording it is clear Sonya who played the breathing hose of grandfather. Then shortly after Pram's grandfather convulsed and suffered death.

Ibrahim, who first saw the tape, was furious. He even breaks the police desk and intends to again strangle Sonya to death.

But thankfully some cops and Robby can prevent. Sonya was immediately taken into a holding cell.

Reports have been made and evidence has been submitted. Sonya could not be kelit, at that time Sonya was detained to undergo several examinations.

5 Hours later Ibrahim came out of the police station. His heart was broken, knowing this fact. His grandfather died because of that damn woman.

"O Allah" said Abraham, he could no longer live. He felt ashamed and guilty for his grandfather. The wife he used to be proud of, he loved wholeheartedly turned out to be just a devil hearted woman.

That afternoon Ibrahim did not go home immediately, he asked Robby to take him to the grave of the grandfather.

There Ibrahim immediately calmed down, crying and hugging Pram's grandfather's meal tightly. No matter what his clothes are dirty and dirty. Even the scorching sun directly hit the crown of his head.

"I'm sorry, baby, I'm sorry."

"I beg you to forgive me cake, I beg you."

"Grand .." - Abraham, his tears flowed inexhaustibly.

At this time he remembered nothing, did not remember Aira, did not remember Joseph and did not remember all the treasures of Pram's grandfather. All he remembered was one, his profound regret.

"I'm sorry Kek, I beg you," kept saying that word. While Robby faithfully stood not far from his master. Looked with pity on the master.

Robby is not a new assistant to Ibrahim. He quite understood the life that his master had been living.

Unable to see his master like that, Robby then contacted Mr. Basir to come to this cemetery.

And 30 minutes later Mr. Basir actually came. He saw directly Ibrahim who hugged the grave of the grandfather with his sobs.

"Ibrahim," call Mr. Basir.

"Sir Basir" said Ibrahim with his voice running out.

Robby has told everything to Mr. Basir, so this middle-aged man can know what is being experienced by Ibrahim.

Even Mr. Basir could feel, the deep regret in both eyes of Ibrahim.

"Mr ..."

"It was Ibra, Istighfar, everything has happened" replied Mr. Basir, he even patted Ibrahim on the shoulder, trying to calm down.

But instead of subsiding, the crying became even more.

And Mr. Basir keeps trying to give understanding. That this is the destiny that has been outlined for their lives. Grandpa Pram has died at any time and will not be able to live again.

All Ibrahim can do is now just one, running the mandate of Pram's grandfather before he died.

An advice that Ibrahim has always ignored now try to be heard again.

Hearing Mr. Basir's words, Ibrahim's cries began to subside. Her tears no longer flowed even though her breath was still stingy.

He still finds it hard to breathe.

And at that very moment, Abraham immediately remembered Aira and Joseph. Aira's wife whom Pram's grandfather had chosen for him, and Joseph, the son of their love.

After Ibrahim was completely at ease, they all left the cemetery.

Ibrahim arrived at the main house at half-time at 5pm, while Aira was still faithful in the room waiting for her husband to come home.

This morning Bik Sumi did not tell what really happened, bik Sumi only said if Mr. Ibrahim suddenly left because there was a sudden need.

And finally after a long wait, the door of the room was finally opened by Ibrahim. Aira who was holding Joseph was immediately jolted, seeing the appearance of Ibrahim which made him full.

His face seemed to be shabby with his clothes so dirty, not to mention his two neutrals that looked wet and red.

Just looking at it already made Aira's chest tight. His heart felt cut.

"Mas," called Aira as her husband began to approach.

And he saw clearly Ibrahim who forced a smile to look fine.

"Don't smile like that, what's going on?" aira asked, now the two neutrals were already glazed, when Ibrahim got closer and made him see clearly the sadness of the husband.

"I want to hug you, but my body is dirty" replied Ibrahim, softly. His voice is almost finished.

"I have no problem" replied Aira.

And afterwards Aira immediately embraced her husband among Joseph whom she carried with one hand. Rubbing Ibrahim's head over and over again hoping that her husband would calm down.

And Abraham returned the embrace, with one hand that gently caressed Joseph's body.