Should I Share a Husband
Resist Shame

Tonight, a very long-awaited night for designers to show off their designs at the fashion show later, with female models who have certainly been selected

Luthfan prepared himself, wearing a white shirt combined with a bright silver suit.

Don't forget to wear perfume and a little moisturizer on his face. The face where Luthfan has a sharp nose, narrow eyes and slightly brownish skin, adds its own impression for anyone who sees it.

So did Ajeng, single parents women, sharp noses, white skin and beautiful paras was ready to go. He wore a maroon-red robe and a matching coloured veil. Anyone who saw it was fascinated.

Especially now, she is a widow who is certainly now quite diligent for treatment. And it makes both men who are around her fight for her to be a part of their lives.

Luthfan was very enthusiastic to attend the event, he immediately boarded his car to pick up his girlfriend. He did not care even though Ajeng who said Abian was already in his proposal.

For him, before the yellow janur curved still a lot of time to be able to convince Ajeng, that he is the best for him.

When he arrived in front of Ajeng's house, he immediately went down and entered through the gate. Then knock on the door.

"Please enter sir." said the nanny politely as she opened the door. "I'll call mom first."

Luthfan immediately entered and sat waiting for Ajeng in the guest room.

Ajeng stepped in the guest room, and was found Luthfan looking at him unblinkingly.

However, it appears behind Ajeng a man wearing a white shirt and a black suit. The handsome, white-skinned Lalaki was staring cynically at Luthfan. Make Luthfan stand up and widen his eyes, see who is behind Ajeng.

"Have you waited a long time?" ask a polite.

"Just arrived." replied Luthfan while looking at the clock in his hand. "Come on off. Later we are late." he said to reach Ajeng's hand, but Abian broke the hand and then stood in front of Ajeng while looking intently at Luthfan.

"You forgot? Who's Ajeng?" ask Abian cynically.

"Ckck's just a doang girlfriend, not married yet, is he?" ask Luthfan chuckling.

"At least he has accepted my proposal." Abian replied satisfied.

"Oh yeah? But until now, I'm still not sure, Ajeng loves you." said Luthfan.

"Kubin, Luthfan. Hitherto. You two fighting over me? What the hell is being fought over from me? I am just a widow with one child. There are still many out there who are better than me." said Ajeng turned to the two of them.

"Abian, I want to talk seriously with you" Ajeng said firmly. He stepped back and followed Abian behind him.

Ajeng stopped near the kitchen as well as Abian.

"What would you like to talk about, baby?" asked Abian smiling.

But Ajeng's tongue was suddenly too faint to tell the truth.

"Darling, you don't papa, do you?" abian asked while touching his shoulder.

Ajeng raised his face to look at the bead of the eye, eyes that were indeed implied a sincerity of love for him.

But their faces were getting closer, and closer to ten centi.

Until finally Ajeng reflex closed his eyes and ...

"I won't do that until you're halal to touch" Abian said with a smile.

Ajeng's eyes immediately opened perfectly, his cheeks were red. Shame, shame he felt. Until he dared not look again, he turned his face away.

Abian held back a laugh but desperately he behaved normally in front of Ajeng.

"Sorry, I have to leave soon, later." said Ajeng misbehaved, and was about to step but Abian was swift and stood before him.

"I won't calm down you go alone with him" Abian said.

"Om good?" Qeera also appeared. "When here? How do I not know?" tanyakanya.

"Om here to go with mom" replied Abian.

"So don't you miss me?" qeera asked with a sullen face while holding her hand over her chest.

Abian turned to Ajeng then shook his head with a smile. Abian was approaching.

"Om kangen, really bad even" said Abian sitting in alignment with the boy.

"Yes, tonight you will, don't be the same mother." he asked.

Abian turned to Ajeng who still dared not look at his face. " Yesudah, mother go first yes, Qeera same Om Abian first at home, later mother bring something for Qeera" said Ajeng.

"I'll go for a while, please take care of Qeera." Ajeng told Abian, who slid his shoulders because he could not go with him, who was forced to fulfill his daughter's wishes.

Intentions want to talk honestly to Abian, but instead he got embarrassed because of the act earlier.

Ajeng cursed himself why he acted like that.

Then, Ajeng and Luthfan got out and got into the car and darted away from the house.

***

Hasna plans to go to Ajeng's house tonight, wants to visit Qeera, he also arrived in front of the house. Then get down and get through the fence.

He opened the door and entered without knocking.

But he was astonished by the presence of Abian there who was playing with Qeera.

Abian and Qeera turned their heads as the door opened.

"Tante Hasna." said Qeera with a smile.

Hasna also smiled looking at her best friend's daughter. Then his eyes fell on Abian.

"Where's ajeng?" asked Hasna because she didn't see Ajeng there.

"He was attending a fashion show" Abian replied.

"Keep, why are you here?" tanya Hasna was full of searching.

"I'm here to be told to nemenin Qeera." Abian replied accordingly.

"And you want to?" ask Hasna again.

"of course! For what reason should I refuse it. Because Qeera will soon be my son too." Abian said.

And that made Hasna come back in shock. His body was limp for a moment, almost helpless. But he still had to stand up straight and do not look weak in front of Abian, because he did not want Abian to know, that he also loved him.

"Thus ... "

"Yes, Ajeng and I are officially dating, he received my gift ring that you chose at that time." Abian cut. Then he stood up. "And I want to say thank you very much, for helping me choose the ring" he said, touching Hasna's shoulder.

Hasna smiled wryly looking at that hand that was on her shoulder. Until finally his eyes immediately dewy. Though desperately he held it.

"Hasna, what's wrong with you?" asked Abian in wonder.

Hasna smile. "Sorry, later if there is Ajeng, I say goodbye" he said and passed from the house.

"Tante Hasna why?" ask Qeera.

"Om not sure either." replied Abian shrugging both shoulders.

Retno was still in the car parked in front of Ajeng's house. Then he saw Hasna coming out of the house crying.

"Hasna's? Why else is he?" mummified Retno. He kept staring at Hasna until Hasna got in the car and left Ajeng's house.

Retno wanted to know why Hasna was crying when she came out of Ajeng's house. Then, he was berinisitative to follow him from behind.

***

Yudha felt lonely, her life felt meaningless again, making her hit the iron bars many times, no matter the pain she felt, but to bleed from her hands.

"Yudha, what are you doing?" reprimand Herman.

"Why am I alive, I have no one else" he said with a sob.

"Who said? You still have parents, your son! You still have a responsibility to make them happy" Herman said firmly.

"Then wife? Even Fiona doesn't care about me anymore." she lamented.

"Then, you should be able to convince Ajeng to want to come back with you again" said Herman.

"And it's impossible, there's no way Ajeng would ever accept me again for all the wrongs I've done to him." Yudha was desperate.

"Where is Yudha I know? Yudha always fought for what she wanted. You'd forgotten? That life in this world, nothing is impossible." said Herman made Yudha look.

"You are right, nothing is impossible in this world" Yudha said smilingly as she touched Herman's shoulder.