Should I Share a Husband
Ngidam Drama

After everything improves. Then, Ajeng and Abian also said goodbye to go home.

"Mas. I think it's good afternoon-afternoon gini eat fruit rujak." said Ajeng while on the way.

"That fruit must have been a problem, dear. Can't eat the pedes. I'm pregnant." scolded the husband.

"Jaudah seblak aja." Ajeng added.

"Darling... It's bad too." refused her husband again.

"But I want him to eat that." Ajeng was shaking his lips.

"Eat the other one, huh?" asked Abian.

"Don't want to."cetus Ajeng.

"Dear."

"Yetoooo."

"Ehhh, how about crying anyway?" Abian panicked because his wife suddenly cried.

Finally want to not. Abian obeyed the wishes of his wife.

The two of them now stopped at a shop that provided some sort of rujak. There is a fruit. Rujak cingur and some other kinds of rujak. But the target of Ajeng is rujak lotis.

The pregnant woman immediately ordered it with a fairly large portion. After a few minutes, finally the dish was served on the table.

Abian stared at the dish in front of him. "Honey. Many bangeeett. Are you going to eat this much?" asked Abian who shook her head.

"Yes not! You also have to eat Mas." said Ajeng.

"What?" Abian surprised. Because he does not like rujak lotis, or other kinds of rujak.

"Here, eat!" tell Ajeng while her hands want to feed her husband.

"But baby... I don't like to eat ginian." complained Abian.

"Mas." Ajeng stared at me. Makes Abian unbearable. Finally, for the next time, he complied with his wish.

With a force, Abian opened his mouth. And enter one piece of papaya fruit that has been dipped in sweet spicy bean seasoning. He swallowed it desperately, because indeed he did not like the slightest thing with his name rujak.

"Where? Yummy, right?" tanya Ajeng while chewing the rujak very much enjoy it.

"En... It's really good, baby." reply Abian while swallowing the papaya pieces. But it was precisely the wife who even greedily ate the rujak.

By force, Abian re-opened his mouth that somehow to how many times. Until he himself did not realize, had eaten how many pieces.

Until it is not felt, the rujak was finished unceremoniously. Makes Abian feel relieved while rubbing his chest and taking a deep breath.

After paying. Then they both got out and got in the car. Then leave that place.

"Honey. I think I also want to eat seblak deh." said Ajeng. Makes Abian choked.

"Huh? Seblak's? Rujak that was also already painful" said Abian Lirih.

"So. Don't you want to follow me?" Ajeng again put on a sullen face while holding both hands on the chest.

"Anything else, huh?" pinta Abian's. I sometimes look at it because I am driving.

"Tuuuhh. You are evil. Who said he wanted to fulfill all my wishes. You're evil." Suddenly Ajeng sobbed.

"Yes Allah ... Is this what you call cravings?"

Because I don't want to see my wife cry. Abian obeyed his will.

Then, they both stopped again at a store that provides various kinds of seblak. Ajeng immediately ordered it. But only one portion. Because Abian also does not like the typical food of the bandung.

After waiting a few minutes. It was also served on the table. But, instead of Ajeng eat it. He himself kept staring at her.

"Honey. Come eat. He said he wanted seblak. It's in front of you." Abian told his wife.

"So I like Mas. But ... For some reason, this tongue ... Suddenly refused. So ... Make Mas aja deh." said Ajeng without guilt.

"What's? Me?" Abian widened his eyes.

"Yes dear. Want huh? Mubadzir it if not eaten." asked Ajeng.

"Yes Allah ... Please help your servant, from the cravings of his wife."

Abian nibbled at his temple which began to feel dizzy.

***

Meanwhile, somewhere else. Yudha is still with Qeera. They are now in a shopping area.

"Dad. I want to go home." said Qeera.

"Dear tired?" yudha asked, rubbing the top of her head. But Qeera shook her head.

"Say Mother. Can't go long."

"Come on, let's go home now" Yudha asked. "But, we're going to Daddy's first? Grandma was there too, she said she wanted to see you."

"Grandmother? Want to." Qeera was very enthusiastic.

Eventually, both of them left the place. And get in the car. Then I went back to Yudha's house.

***

"Because your Papa, don't allow Luthfan to see you" Widya replied quietly.

"What's the reason Papa banned it?" tanya Hasna squinted her eyes.

"Later you also know yourself" said the mother. "now who wants Mama to ask you. How do you feel about Luthfan? It's important, son. Because he is now your husband." asked Widya looking at Hasna who lowered her head.

Taking a slow breath while closing his eyes. Hasna then thought. He is now in a state of being unable to walk. There can be no man who is really willing to accept with his condition like that. He even thought that Luthfan would divorce him immediately.

"Hasna" called the mother because she was silent. Hasna raised her face.

"I'm sincere Ma, if Luthfan wants to divorce me. Pity him who has to marry a woman like me who will only make it difficult for him to take care of this paralyzed me." said Hasna staring blankly. "again ... Love is not yet among us. So ... What to endure." Hasna is starting to be pessimistic.

"Son. Think again, don't make decisions alone." Widya shook her head. "Mama, I'll talk to Papa and Luthfan."

Widya, who was sitting, immediately rose from the face of Hasna. After that, he came out in a hurry. Looking for her husband and Luthfan. It'sit's nothing. Because Widya herself is convinced. Luthfan's a good man, regardless of that. He also took responsibility and waited faithfully for Hasna in the hospital. Although Ferdy was always against it.

"Papa." called him to make Ferdy who was typing on the laptop turn his head.

"What's wrong Ma? Papa was checking work." said Ferdy who then closed the laptop.

"Try Papa the blessing of their marriage. Poor them Pa. Especially Hasna." please Widya to the point.

"What's wrong Ma? Why did Mom suddenly talk like that?" ask Ferdy astonished.

"Because of Hasna" Widya said paused. "it's Pa. Fulfill my mother's request."

"Because Hasna's paralyzed? So you call it pity? Because of what Mom had in mind. Our son may no one else want to remember his situation?" asked Ferdy looking at Widya.

"That's not what Mama Pa meant."

"Then what else? Listen Ma! Papa's even more sorry if Hasna has a husband who doesn't love her at all. Think about it again." press Ferdy.

"But Mama is sure Pa. Love will be between the two of them. As long as they do not separate Papa." said Widya.

"What after that togetherness, will it guarantee? That it was not impossible that they would have the same feeling? What if it doesn't come?" again Ferdy pressed Widya with advice that was completely meaningless to Widya with all the advice that her husband said.

"Papa did not understand Mama's feelings." Widya who then went from her husband's presence. He wants to see Luthfan. Wishing the man wouldn't divorce Hasna. Widya immediately contacted Luthfan, asking for his whereabouts.

"I'm at Ma's apartment" replied Luthfan from across the phone.

"Please come here later. Mama wants to talk seriously to you. But ... Don't let Papa Hasna know" Widya said.

"alright. I'll be there soon." replied Luthfan. And the phone was cut off.

"What's the matter exactly? What ... Hasna's really gonna ask for a breakup?" muttered Luthfan.

Another with a married couple who are in the bucin phase. And the cravings of the wife that made Abian a little dizzy to face him.

After the drama of Rujak and seblak. Finally they went home who had previously performed maghrib prayers there. And coincidentally time has also begun to approach Isya. Abian was relieved that his wife did not ask for anything else. However, throughout the journey. There is no chatter from the two because it turns out Ajeng is sleeping soundly.

After arriving in front of the gate. Abian pressed the horn. The gate was opened by Heru. And the car entered a yard that was quite spacious and filled with several green plants. They also have a garden cleaner. It happened to be called Marno. Because of ART they are also named Marni.

After stopping. Abian is down. He immediately opened the car door. Then he took his wife who was still sleeping.

They were opened by Bik Marni. Then Abian came in. And his steps directly up the stairs one by one. Then go into the room.

Slowly. Abian put his wife on the bed comfortably. Then covers.

He himself sat at the side, staring at the face that was plain.

"You ... Looks very tired." he muttered slowly while removing the veil used by the wife. After that, he kept his veil. Then he looked back at that innocent face.

"Sleep baby. I love you." whispered right by the ear. Then kissed.

After that Abian got up from his seat and moved to the sofa while checking work in the office through a laptop.

But he just remembered. If Qeera hadn't come home yet.

And at that moment, there was the sound of Ajeng's cell phone. Abian got up to take it.

Abian stared deeply at the phone. Because the name of Yudha who contacted Ajeng. Without waiting any more time. Abian lifted him up.

"Hallo Ajeng's. Must be worried about thinking about our son? But sorry. Maybe tonight our son will stay at my house. You just calm down. There is also her grandmother here. Can you?" yudha said from across the phone.

For some reason, a feeling of jealousy was suddenly present in Abian's heart. Because Yudha repeatedly called Qeera 'our son' because he thought it was not worth hearing.

Until there was no answer from Abian's mouth. He became a little upset with Yudha.

"Hallo Ajeng's. Why are you quiet? Can you?" again Yudha said. "oh I understand, you must be with your husband. Aye right? Ajuka. I ... Actually there's still a similar taste to you. But ... Yasudahlah. Because there's no way we're gonna get back together. Let this feel like I'm a sniff myself. May happiness always adorn you."

A phrase from the mouth of Yudha which certainly makes Abian more inflamed and exhale violently.

"That's enough?" jakak Abian who finally started to make a sound.

"A... Abians." Yudha was suddenly nervous.

"Why? Shocked? You think my wife, who picked up your phone? Hhhh listen yes! Even though you still have feelings for my wife. But you shouldn't be too lazy to reveal your own heart. You're pretty damned. No one should know. Especially openly intend that Ajeng himself know about your feelings. What's your purpose in doing all that? Remember that! The teacher already has a husband. Do you have any thoughts, no? It's grown up, isn't it?" swearing by swearing came out of Abian's mouth. Emotions are really mastering it right now.

"Yes, I was wrong. I'm sorry about you. Please forgive me for coming back. I promise I won't do it again." said Yudha.

"Okay, I'm sorry this time. But ... If it repeats itself. The door to forgiveness may have been difficult" Abian said sternly. "and regarding Qeera. Let me. I will also tell my wife. Thanks."

Abian immediately disconnected the phone. He squeezed firmly the wife's cell phone. Then sit on the sofa rough. He himself suddenly lazy to dwell back with his laptop. So he decided to approach his wife who was still asleep.

"I won't let anyone, disturb our happiness. You are my wife, forever will be my wife."