Should I Share a Husband
120. Exactly the Same Situation

After returning from the house of Ajeng. Hasna took a deep breath and wiped the corners of her eyes. Both are in the living room.

"I've decided to keep trying to trust you, because I know how cunning Fiona is, just like I used to be" Hasna said blankly.

"But ... Even so, why does it still feel sick. Even more sick than when I just found out that Abian was married to Ajeng" he added. Then down.

"Does that mean your love for me was greater than your love for Abian back then?" ask Luthfan.

"Either... Because that's how I feel right now. But maybe ... It will hurt even more, if my love is unrequited. And I don't know how many times I've felt it." Hasna said with a bitter smile.

"Hasna, I know, i-."

"That's it, you don't have to answer. But ... There's one thing I want to ask you" Hasna said, raising her face. Staring at the man in front of him who was staring at him as well.

"What's that?"

"Why do you desperately convince me that it's just a trap and you always say that you don't feel like doing that with him, whereas, you don't have to be that sweet." Hasna said.

"That's because ..you're my wife. My responsibility. Especially since I know you have a taste for me. I don't want you to get hurt just because of something I've never done" Luthfan said seriously.

"Carely because of that?" Hasna was grieving, "hhhhh I was a fool, who still wished that all because you had a little taste for me. But ... That's right, because love can't be forced."

With a little disappointment, Hasna also chose to go into the room. Let Luthfan alone there.

"Is that true? If I were ... Is there a sense of the same you?"

***

Another with Fiona. He smiled with satisfaction after what he did.

"Huh... Do they believe me." Fiona spoke to herself with a rough breath.

"But it seems like it is, hopefully it will work."

Fiona grabbed her phone. Looking back at some of the photos he had taken while with Luthfan. The photo will be used as a weapon, so that Luthfan obey whatever he wants. Without waiting for a long time. Fiona also sent him a message.

Fiona: "Hallo Luthfan. How was last night? What is less than satisfied?"

The man grabbed his phone because it sounded. His eyes looked sharp after reading the message.

Luthfan: "Listen to Fiona. I didn't do anything to you at all. So don't keep neror me. Wrestle out? Because it's useless."

Fiona: "Oh huh? Then, how about this."

Fiona sent me some of those photos. Luthfan's blood was boiling. His breath was swollen, his jaw began to harden with his hands clenched tightly.

Luthfan: "Basic of cunning women, shameless. Delete that photo. Or I'll do something."

"Hahaha Luthfaaan Luthfan's. You are a fool." said Fiona spoke to herself. He let the message go and deliberately did not reply again. Want to know his reaction.

Then again a message came in from Luthfan.

Luthfan : "German. Don't be so rude to you."

Fiona still did not want to return the message, she just shook her head with a smile.

Luthfan: "Okay well. What do you want now? Say, origin ... You promised, you'd delete those photos from your phone."

Fiona : "Calm down... Don't panic. All right, I'll say it again like this morning. I want you to take responsibility, marry me as soon as possible. If not! Maybe these pictures are everywhere. How so. Wanna?"

After reading the message, Luthfan immediately slammed his phone until it hit the floor, and made his phone even slightly cracked. Lucky to be alive.

"True Ajeng said. I must calm down to face it can't be rash." he murmured with a rough breath.

***

"Mas, can I go?" tanya Ajeng approached her husband who was doing his work through a laptop.

"Where are you going?" asked Abian.

"I'm going to the shophouse. I haven't been there for a long time."

"Alright, I'm coming but."

"Yes, now we go there. Let's get ready."

Fifteen minutes later, they were ready to leave.

Both are now in the car. Which will be copied by Ezhar. And the car went far away.

"We're going to the office?" ask Ezhar.

"Yes, we're going to the office first. After that, we will go to the shophouse." replied Abian.

"Tok to the office first Mas?" ask Ajeng.

"Dear, there's a file I need to work on."

"Why not in the office? Don't come with me, don't papa."

"No, hon. I want to be with you always."

"Sir Abian was still scared after the incident this morning. And deeply regret it. Just look at his face." kekeh Ezhar followed up with a voice while focusing on driving.

"Ezhar's right, dear. I'm so scared of losing you."

Then there was no more chatter between them. Until the car was not felt now arrived in front of the office.

They walked hand in hand towards the room that Abian used to occupy. And Ezhar followed it.

"Pak Ezhar is still at home as a mosquito repellent." dibyo chirped as Ezhar passed him standing by. He made the man stop, then look.

"Are we not the same?" cananda Ezhar smiled.

"Naahhh yes Mr. Ezhar was right. You are also alone. Therefore marry again, if you say no haphazardly." timpal Darman pinned Dibyo's head.

"You guys have been funny. I feel at home with you." kekeh Ezhar smiled.

"Tuuhhh right, Mr. Ezhar is not a problem. Even at home he said." said Dibyo.

"You are" said Darman.

Ezhar laughed at their words. Then go back to continuing the steps.

Get out of the elevator. Abian and Ajeng had to meet Renata again who was walking towards them.

"Abian, Teen. You guys finally came too. Mama's been waiting for you here since this morning. Mama thought you guys weren't coming. Because what time it is. But you're both okay, right?" ask Renata.

Ajeng glanced at her husband who threw away his gaze.

"We're fine, Ma." Ajeng replied smilingly.

"Thank God. Mama was horrified." she said with a sigh. "mama came here because you guys are so scared. Especially the granddaughter of Mama who is still in the stomach. Oh yea. Mama brought this for you, son. Please eat it?" said Renata while handing over a parcel containing fruits. As usual.

While Abian himself chose to go and enter his room and then closed the door a little hard.

Renata who saw it was jolted and immediately shed tears.

"Mama. The patient ones, right? Abian is actually good. It's just ... Maybe still not accept the presence of Mama, plus must know the fact that Mama ..... "

"Mama?" both Renata's eyebrows are linked.

"Mama's already set him up with another woman. Maybe that's what made him stay away" said Ajeng lowered his head.

"Astaghfirullaahh Son. So you know that too? You two have misunderstood."

"I mean Mama?" The man raised his face.

"Yes, Mama's already betrothed Abian to another woman. But .. The marriage took place when they were both five years old. Then after knowing that Abian is married. My mom cancelled it. And Abian knows that too." Renata said with deep sadness.

It turns out that the child even hates him more because of the problem. Slowly. Renata grabbed her daughter-in-law's finger which was silent. Is digesting his words.

"Trust me Son. Mama couldn't have ruined your marriage." Renata stared softly.

Abian came back out with some files.

"Let's go, baby." Abian grabbed the hand of his wife who was being held by Renata. Makes Renata take it off again.

"Son. Where are you guys going?" renata asked as his hand wanted to reach them. But they can't, because they keep moving away.

"Ezhar. Please bring these fruits. Just give it to who wants it. Not for you either." Abian said.

"Sorry Mom." Ezhar asked the parcel to move into her hand. By force, Ajeng also receded.

"Mas, don't overdo it like this" Ajeng said staring at her husband's bead eyes.

"Honey. I can buy all of this, even more. So from now on, don't accept any more gifts from him" he said firmly.

"Yes, I believe, I can give you anything I want, but please, please, appreciate your Mama's gift. That's all."

Abian did not answer him again, the husband and wife continued to step with their hands linked to each other.

They also entered the car. And Ezhar immediately started the engine, then exited the office area.

Ting

The sound of message notification on Ajeng's phone. He opened it immediately.

"Ajengs. Fiona's getting along. He wanted me to marry him quickly. If not, then the photos he took that night. He will spread it. Help me, what should I do? My mind is really messed up, plus Hasna's still sulking because I'm never going to return her love."

A message from Luthfan. Makes Ajeng throw a rough breath.

"From who?" ask Abian.

"Luthfan. She said, Fiona wants to get married soon, otherwise. The photos will be spread." Ajeng replied turning his head.

"His condition can be exactly the same as what I experienced. Lucky at that time we had a lot of evidence" said Abian seriously. "but dear. I reckon. You don't have to interfere in their business. Let them both finish it. You just shut up. They can."

"But I pity you. Not a heart."

"That's your true nature. Always unbearable, and quick to feel pity. But I like that. Because other than that ... You are also a very strong and strong woman with any situation." Abian pulled his wife's body into his arms.

"alright. I let you help them. Provided ... Keep maintaining the condition of our child in here." said Abian while stroking the stomach of the wife, then looked down and then kissed her.

"That must be darling. Because this is the fruit of our love." Ajeng reply by wiping the hair of the husband who is still at home with his stomach.

***

In between his work. Yudha took the time to go home. Want to know the situation Ajeng by asking the mother.

"How is Ajeng Bu?" tanyakanya.

"He's fine. Luckily, her ART quickly took her to the hospital. If not. I don't know what's going on. Maybe I won't forgive you either." said Retno who was still upset.

"Thank God. I'm relieved of the horror." Yudha replied.

"Yuddha. Mother asks. To not do anything else to them. Move on Nak. Move on's. She was happy with her husband."

"I still love her Mom. Very love." replied Yudha softly.

"Mother knows. But please. Don't do anything else that makes their marriage falter. If you need to throw that taste out. If not, too. You just need to hold it." said Retno firmly.

Yudha remained silent. And even into the room.

"Why is this love getting bigger. I get so tormented every time I see her I want to have her back. But ... Mom's right. I can't ruin his happiness. Maybe this is punishment for me. Who has wasted his wife as well as himself."

Without feeling it, the tears finally dripped, passing through his cheeks.