Should I Share a Husband
When Hasna Saw The Ring

"How is Qeera?" ask Luthfan.

Ajeng also stood up. "Alhamdulillaahh is now silent. Thanks for coming here" Ajeng said with a smile.

"Yes, sorry it's late. Because your phone was not active this morning" said Luthfan.

"No papa." reply Ajeng.

While Abian was silent staring at Luthfan who glanced cynically at him.

"Ohh yeah, you call me, what's the matter?" tanya Ajeng narrowed his eyes.

"I want to talk about the fashion show later, because in two days we will attend the event" said Luthfan.

"Yes my. I forgot." said Ajeng shut his mouth with both hands.

"Are we going to talk about it here?" tanyakanya.

"Of course, when else is it? Because maybe my son for a few days will be admitted to this hospital, so there is no time to talk elsewhere." Ajeng replied.

"Come on. We'll find somewhere else. Don't be here." Luthfan suddenly pulled Ajeng's hand impatiently because there was Abian standing beside him.

However, Abian broke that hand. "Lepasin" he said to make Ajeng look, as well as Luthfan he was a little surprised by the behavior of the man who became his rival.

"I'm sorry" Luthfan told Ajeng. "But ... Is it worth you to do that, while you're not just anyone Ajeng." he stares at Abian cynically.

"What did you say? So you don't know about us?" asked Abian chuckling. "Look at this ring finger" he said as he grabbed Ajeng's hand and showed his ring finger that was still embedded in a diamond ring from him.

Sontak made both of them shocked, especially Ajeng. He widened his eyes to see the ring in his sweet finger.

"Ajeng, you ... "

"Yes, you saw it for yourself, right? Ajeng has accepted my proposal. Because the ring was on him. So don't expect you to get Ajeng. Because he has been mine." Abian said firmly. He finally smiled with satisfaction.

Ajeng closed his eyes. He just remembered about why the ring could be there in his sweet day. Wanna explain. But he also did not want to humiliate Abian in front of Luthfan. Because the man was already very kind to her, let alone that Qeera liked him very much. But he also did not want the misunderstanding to drag on.

"Oh yeah! New proposal, right? Not a yellow janur?" asked Luthfan smiling cynically.

"What do you mean?" ask Abian defiantly.

"Listen. Before the yellow janur curves, I will keep fighting for it. Catch that!" press Luthfan. "So, please don't stop me anymore. I want to talk to him." said Luthfan who again grabbed Ajeng's hand.

"Prelease, Luthfan." Abian slightly snapped with a sharp look.

"will not. Come on Ajeng, I want to talk to you for a while." he took a step and followed Ajeng because his hand was pulled by Luthfan.

"Jew." Abian looked at her heartily, extending her hand. Makes the woman look unbearable.

Ajeng's eyes stared at his hands that were in full grip. "I'm sorry, freelan." asked Ajeng politely. The hand was slowly removed. Abian who saw him smelled a smile.

"Sorry, I have to see my son. Excuse me." He went in, then closed the door tightly.

Luthfan did not expect, why Ajeng prefers Abian, not himself, who will clearly talk about work. Although it was his initial goal he wanted to approach her.

"For what else are you here? It's clear now, isn't it?" abian chuckle.

"You, you can win. But I won't give up just like that either. I can definitely snatch Ajeng away from you." press Luthfan a little emotion.

"Please if you can. I will not force, if Ajeng chooses you" Abian said firmly.

"We'll see." replied Luthfan staring intently.

"Lho, Abian?" greet Hasna. When he just arrived.

Abian. "You're here too?" tanyakanya.

"Yes, I'm here to visit Qeera. Are you here?" ask Hasna.

"I'm the same, here because of Qeera." Abian replied.

"Do you know Qeera?" ask Hasna.

"Of course know." replied Abian.

"Do you know him, too, Ajeng?" asked Hasna who was suddenly curious.

Hasna was a little surprised by the confession of the man she loved. Because he doesn't know about it at all. All he knows, from all his classmates. They used to know only a few men including Yudha. There is no such thing as Abian.

Because even though Hasna is related to Ajeng. But Abian never appeared in front of the two of them. It was like the man admired Ajeng in silence. Because I knew that Yudha also loved Ajeng. So Abian chose to withdraw.

Hasna didn't expect it either. That Abian also loves his best friend. So he tried to divert the guess. By looking at Luthfan.

"Luthfan? Why are you still out there? Wanna see Qeera, right?" ask Hasna.

Abian narrowed his eyes and approached Luthfan. "Here want to visit his son or want to see his mother." whispered Abian right in his ear.

"Damn you." Luthfan cursed in a soft voice.

Hasna frowned, not knowing what they were talking about.

"I'm going in now. Want together?" ask Hasna to Luthfan.

"OK" said Luthfan and looked at the cynical Abian as he stepped into the room.

"Tante Hasna?" call the boy when Hasna opens the door. Ajeng and Retno looked over.

"Qeera, why are you dear? Aunty is very worried about you." Hasna approached Qeera and hugged her. Luthfan was standing not far from them.

"That's who Auntie is?" qeera looked at Luthfan.

"Oh yes. Knowingly. This is Om Luthfan's name." Hasna said as she reached for Luthfan's hand to approach.

"Hi sweet boy? How's it? Already healthy?" ask Luthfan with a sweet smile.

"Yes, it's light." replied Qeera flatly. Because he saw the gaze of Luthfan who had always glanced at his mother. And that makes him a little bit dislike.

"Can contacts?" luthfan asked and kept smiling. And Qeera nodded then glanced softly at her mother.

"I know, my name is Luthfan. Just call me Om Luthfan." he said, extending his hand and greeted by Qeera. They both shook hands. "I'm Qeera." replied the boy.

Retno looked at Luthfan's gaze which occasionally glanced at Ajeng. Making him look at the woman who was silent instead did not express anything. And just looking at his daughter.

A little shock at the incident. He just found out that he was contested by two men, and that, two people he greatly respected. Making him close his eyes slowly while sighing.

Qeera realized that, that Ajeng was silent from earlier. "Mother, mother why? How did you keep quiet from that?" tanyanya looked at Ajeng who opened his eyes again and then approached his daughter.

"Mother is not papa Nak, mother is just a little dizzy" said Ajeng while cupping his daughter's cheeks. And Hasna was surprised to see on her best friend's ring finger the exact same diamond ring that Abian asked her to choose a ring for a woman.

Hasna shut her mouth, not believing what she saw. Slowly he backed down while shaking his head.

His eyes are now dewy. It almost escaped his lips. However, he hurriedly held it so that it was not heard by everyone in the room.

Retno looked at the look on Hasna's face that was cheerful but now it turned into a sad. And it looks like it's holding back the crying.

Luthfan realized that Hasna was not okay. But the man did not know why Hasna had changed.

Because Hasna was no longer able to be there, even her legs felt heavy to step. He chose to leave and immediately left the room.

"Sorry everyone, I have to go, there is a sudden affair" he said while holding back the tightness. Ajeng looked over and was astonished by Hasna's change in attitude.

"Hasna, what's wrong with you?" ask Ajeng while extending a hand. Hasna was out hunting.

Hasna stepped up quickly. "Hasna's. You're okay, right?" asked Abian who was still waiting there.

Hasna stopped for a moment. And looked at Abian with nanar.

"You crying?" ask the man again.

But Hasna was flirting. He chose to continue in his footsteps even with fatigue. He could not see the man he loved in front of him. But his heart is for others.

He was also near the car. Then ride. And shut the door violently.

"This is impossible. Not possible." he shouted and now the stuffing finally escaped.

Hasna never felt that much pain when she loved another man. This time he felt a deep pain.

"Why God, why? I have to go back to feeling the pain again. Wh why? Even this pain is more painful. What is my fault God. What's?" Hasna continued to sob in the car. While his hand held his chest because of tightness.