Should I Share a Husband
118 Difficult Choices.

"Mom's leaving?" yudha asked when she saw her mother was dressed.

"Yes, I want to see them. Wanna apologize. I feel like I have failed to educate you because I cannot be advised." replied Retno. Then step out.

"I'm coming" said Yudha trailing from behind. Retno does not forbid or approve it. He just kept quiet and got into the car and Yudha also got on.

Arriving at Abian's house. The mother and son came down. Marno who was outside also saw their arrival from behind the gate.

"Mangs. Is the owner of the house?" retno asked, and Marno approached them and the gate was opened.

"sorry. Mr and Madam are in the hospital again." answered Marno politely.

"Hospital?" Retno and Yudha were a little surprised. "please tell me the hospital address."

However, Marno's eyebrows are linked.

"I, her former father-in-law Ajeng" Retno said.

"Ohh. I'm sorry." said Marno a little unwell. He also gave the hospital address.

Immediately, the mother and son entered the car and left the mansion.

"This must all have something to do with you" Retno said with annoyance. "The bell is pregnant. If anything happens with Ajeng and the content, I will not forgive you." press Retno while driving. Yudha gave a rough breath. Someone said Retno to Ajeng compared to her who was her own biological child. And Yudha thought so.

But he was not jealous at all. Who is sorry and continues to regret his actions.

***

After getting the wife's room number. Abian walked quickly, so that soon arrived where Ajeng was. Ezhar followed him from behind.

Arrive in front of the door. Abian's coming in. And found his wife asleep.

"Honey. You're not papa, are you? You two, all right?" repeatedly Abian kissed Ajeng's forehead and cheeks. While rubbing his stomach.

After that, Abian stood firm, then approached Heru and Marni who had bowed since his arrival.

"You both have cell phones, right? Why didn't anyone call me? Especially you Heru. You've been working at my house long enough." Abian asked in frustration.

"Ma.sorry Sir. My phone is left at home. Just now, when we brought the madam here. Marni's trying to contact you. But not active." replied Heru who did not want to lift his face.

Abian grabbed the phone that was in his pants pocket. And true. His phone is now dead.

"But can you call Ezhar?"

"Once again, sorry sir. I don't have Mr. Ezhar's number." said Marni. Same. Dare not lift your face.

"You came too?" said Ajeng looked at her husband who was scolding his workers. Abian turned his head and approached him with a sad face.

"Darling, you're okay, right? What's that sick? Why did he faint?" tanyanya while rubbing the top of her head.

"This is the sick one." He pointed at his own chest.

Instantly. The drops finally came out. Guilt continued to creep into his heart.

"I'm sorry, I've gone too far." Abian said with teary eyes. Then kiss her forehead back.

"You were told by Doctor Ina to meet him. Maybe there's something to say" Ajeng said.

"Alright, I went there first" Abian said. "Heru. Marni, please take my wife for a minute."

"Well sir." they answered compactly.

Abian went to see Dr. Ina. The two of them began to discuss the condition of Ajeng and the child in the stomach.

"The relationship is fine. It's just ... Pregnant women should not be stressed. Always be calm and happy. You have to control your emotions in front of your wife. Sorry, I said this because it was said the security guard who works at home. If you misunderstand my wife. So maybe that's what makes your wife think, and sad excessive. And can also be depressed. That's why he suddenly fainted." said Dr. Ina seriously.

"Astaghfirullaah... Yes Doc. I was wrong. Thank you for making me aware" Abian said, rubbing his face.

"Hopefully after this, be more careful sir."

"yes Doc. But ... When can my wife come home?"

"Now I'm not papa. As long as your wife really doesn't feel any symptoms."

"alright. Thanks again Doc."

The heart wants to turn around. Retno called him first.

"Abianamazon. Wait." call Retno make the man stop.

"How's Ajeng doing? It's okay, right?" asked Retno who was standing behind her. Made Abian look over.

"She's fine, ma'am" she answered flatly, but her eyes looked at Yudha who was behind Retno.

"I'm here to apologize, because of Yudha. To be rushed to the hospital" said Retno.

"It's okay, I'm not wrong. So there's no need to apologize." he replied, even though it was a satire for Yudha for not apologizing.

"Mom can I meet Ajeng?" Retno was hopeful.

"Could only. Just so he doesn't come in." point Abian at Yudha's bow.

Retno also followed Abian's steps towards Ajeng's nursery. Yudha herself chose to leave from there.

***

"Ja.so ..so ... You know that?" ask Luthfan surprised.

"Yes, I saw you two sleeping together with my own eyes." Hasna replied with a bitter smile.

"But it's not at all what you see. It's just Fiona's trap." Luthfan tried to explain, because he was convinced, Fiona had set him up.

"If it's a trap! So why do you enjoy Luthfan so much?" chuckle Fiona.

"Be quiet." cried Luthfan who was getting inflamed, while Hasna turned her eyes away.

"Dan ... What if after this ... There's a kid growing up in my heart. Are you going to take responsibility?" challenge Fiona. Then look at Hasna. The woman seemed to shed tears.

"Hasna, don't listen to what he says. Help you believe in me." said Luthfan approaching.

Hasna could not hold back the tears. At last he cried in front of them.

His memory was always focused where he had also done the same thing to Ajeng. Where Abian also continues to evade. Indeed, he forgot, that the law of the harvest does exist, and all good or bad deeds will all come back to us.

Hasna became more aware, of the sins she had committed. Butwhy? His love story has never gone smoothly, always hit by problems and problems.

"Don't forget Hasna! You also have a debt of gratitude to me." press Fiona. Hasna turned to him, looking at him in astonishment.

"Yes, yesterday, when you were in an accident. Your life was almost floating, because you were running out of blood, and you needed a blood donation immediately" Fiona sighed. "and ... You knew? Who has helped you? Who would donate blood for you? Yep. That was me. Fiona, the woman you hate so much."

"What?" Hasna. Then shook his head.

"Why? Shocked? You pretended not to know, did you just know? You intentionally did not tell your wife. Luthfan?" Fiona glanced at Luthfan who was staring intently at him.

"Silence you are Fiona. Now you're out of here." Luthfan's anger is mounting.

"Let him here. I want to know the other truth." Hasna said blankly.

"Hasna's. He's also getting paid, your parents also agree and have transferred the money that Fiona asked for. That's two billion. So ... There is no willingness here. And you don't have to owe him." Luthfan grabbed that hand. But brushed.

"Why don't you guys tell me the same? Why?" isak Hasna's.

"Because for us, it doesn't matter, the most important thing is that you can survive Hasna. That's all we have in mind" Luthfan said.

"How's Hasna? Are you willing to be our honey sister?" fiona smiled with satisfaction.

"If you're pregnant, I'm sure it's Yudha's son. Because I don't feel like doing that to you." - furious Luthfan.

"I haven't had a relationship with him in a long time. Because we are not husband and wife anymore" said Fiona.

Hasna remained silent. He doesn't know what he should do. One side, he loves Luthfan very much. And obviously until anytime, he does not want to share a husband. But ... If Fiona's right that if there's a child between them. Will he let the boy go without a father? He was really faced with a very difficult choice.

Instantly Luthfan pulls Fiona's hand, dragging her out.

Hasna watched it with tears.

"I'll let them go, but ... I don't want to either, my love story ran aground. I promised myself. I will live with him until death do me part. Butwhy? I too must suffer the same fate. Lord... If this is indeed a recompense for my sins. Give me sincerity and patience to face it all."

"But God. I can do it if I have to have honey. I have not experienced any pain yet. Sakiiiiiit. Imagine my husband's body belongs to another woman."