
Still in the hospital. In the afternoon, Hasna was called by a doctor to inform her how the CT scan results that the wound experienced by Luthfan was not so deep. Maybe luck is still on his side. Because a little if his head hit again. Then the risk of brainwashing threatens him.
However, Luthfan has not been allowed to go home, and can only go home if his head is not dizzy anymore.
Hasna thanked the doctor, and asked permission to visit Luthfan.
Once allowed. Hasna came out and immediately went into the nursery where there was Luthfan.
Steps slowly. Then approached. At that time Luthfan just woke up.
"Ajeng." he muttered softly as he looked at Hasna whom he thought was Ajeng. Because the vision is still faint.
"Luthfan, it's me. Hasna." said.
Luthfan kept watching that face. And yes, he is Hasna, not Ajeng.
"I'm sorry." lirih Luthfan.
"What exactly are you? Why did he faint on the street? And your head is also why it's bleeding." asked Hasna.
"long story. Maybe this is also a reply for me that has been so outrageous." replied Luthfan blankly.
"You mean? Does this have anything to do with our plan?" ask Hasna seriously. And Luthfan nodded his head.
"Luthfan. Isn't this all your plan? But why did it get like this? You've been beaten up by people, right? Be honest. And that person is ... Abian?" tanya Hasna guessed.
Luthfan shook his head.
"Then, who if not Abian? Because he himself came to my house at night, he was angry with me. asked where Ajeng was. I'm confused as to what to answer. While Ajeng is not in my house, because he himself did not come! Abian is looking for him. Then, where was Ajeng last night?" asked Hasna curiously.
"He ... With me." said Luthfan.
"What?" Hasna surprised.
"Yes, I took him away when his car stopped in the middle of the road because it broke down. And that's also part of my plan." Luthfan said, recalling last night's events.
"What is your purpose for doing that? Because it's not at all from our plan Luthfan" Hasna said raising her voice.
"I ... Want to tarnish him first. In order not to want. Ajeng will definitely fall into my arms." replied Luthfan without turning to Hasna. "But ... When I'm gonna do my act. He retaliated by hitting me who didn't use anything. So my head hurts a lot." replied Luthfan.
"What's? So Ajeng himself has hurt you?But why did you get your heart to do that to him? Have you thought about the consequences of your actions?" said Hasna shaking her head. Which is inexhaustible with the thoughts of the man who is still lying on a hospital bed.
"Don't if it works, it will benefit you as well? Because you can also get Abian." replied Luthfan turned his head.
"But in fact it is not! Because they both turned out to be married." Hasna replied seriously.
"That's what I regret. We lost fast with them, but ... I realized what I was doing was wrong. And ... I deserve all this." Luthfan lowered his head. "And maybe Ajeng doesn't want to be friends with me anymore."
"That's why you don't think what the impact is. Ajeng will hate you so much. And also Abian will definitely hate me more because he knows our plan after reading a message from me, that Ajeng should come alone to my house. Because I thought Ajeng would come and bring his phone, then I would take his phone secretly to delete the message. I believe our plan will work. But you ... Even thwarted it" Hasna said blaming Luthfan's attitude.
"And all the problems, we started. And we have to face it together if one day they both hold us accountable." - Luthfan.
"But I don't want to go to jail" Hasna said a little worriedly.
"And that's not going to happen. If you want to get better with Ajeng like before. I'm certain. Ajeng won't be that much like you. You yourself said that? He owes you a lot?"
Hasna was silent. He thought about every sentence Luthfan said.
The two of them ended up keeping quiet with each other's thoughts.
***
Other place. Abian came and opened the door. His gaze immediately fell on the woman standing before him staring at his arrival.
"Ajeng, dear." screeched, then the two hugged in a happy cry because the beloved finally met at the estuary as well .
"Aren't you papa? Non-injured? Where's that sick, baby?" some questions from Abian while breaking his embrace and then checking the body part of the wife.
"I'm not papa Mas. I'll only be sick if far away from you. I-i'm sorry! Because of me, you have to bother looking for me." said Ajeng lowered his head while holding back a cry.
"Don't cry! Look at me." Abian said, lifting his wife's chin with his index finger.
"I grimace your every step. Sorry to be too, if impressed to arrange. Because I don't want my beautiful wife to get hurt" she said with a smile.
Then Abian turned to the man who had been silently staring at the two of them.
"He's Alvino. He helped me." said Ajeng.
"Together." replied Alvino smiling. "I just happened to be passing by. Shouldn't we help anyone in distress?"
"You're right, young man. What was your name?" ask Abian.
"Alvinos."
"I'm Abian."
Then they both shook hands. After that, Alvino decided to leave.
"Wait." Abian said as Alvino was near the door. And looked.
"This is my business card, if you need anything, do not hesitate to contact me" Abian said as he handed over his business card. Alvino received the business card.
"Thank you." said Alvino. He got out and got in the car. Then leave that place.
Abian came back in and everyone was feeling happiness in his house.
"Papa, where are you going? Why didn't you come home last night?" qeera asked approaching her papa.
"Sorry papa Nak, papa didn't come home because he was looking for his mother" Abian replied smiling as he rubbed the top of his head.
"Yes, I've already gathered, right? Qeera, Grandma's most beautiful granddaughter. Help Grandma in the kitchen yuk! Cook for dinner later." said Retno. Though the goal is that Ajeng and Abian have a chance for both.
"Yeeaayyy." screeches. "Mother I help Grandma cook first huh?" pamit the child. Because Qeera likes to cook. Evidently because he likes to help Sus Rini in the kitchen.
Qeera, Retno, Sus Rini and Ezhar left the living room, except for a couple.
"We go to the room." take Abian while holding the wife. Then enter the room and close the door tightly.
"Mas, what do we do to the room?" ask Ajeng.
"You think?" seductive husband with a smile.
"Ohh yes I forgot." replied Ajeng.
"What's emang?"
"Main doll. Yesterday you said we were going to play dolls. But ... There are no dolls here. In a moment, I took it first in the next room, fortunately, Qeera brought a doll here." said Ajeng who was about to leave. But it was embraced by Abian.
"The phone is you. Because I just want to play with you." said the husband while dropping himself with his wife on the bed. And now Ajeng is sitting on Abian's lap while being hugged.
"Don't go again, I won't be able to lose you." whispered right in the wife's ear. Makes Ajeng a little amused because of the breath that feels piercing the ear.
"Mas." said Ajeng.
"What dear? I miss you so much."
"I'm also very confused with you Mas." said Ajeng turned his head. And now the two of them look at each other deeply.
Abian brings face closer. Until the next second the two breaths are linked to each other.
Not satisfied if you stay silent. The hand went through every inch of his wife's body. Making Ajeng was not able to withstand the turmoil of his desires.
But then. Ajeng held the hand to stop exploring and let go of his pagutan.
"Not now. Maghrib soon." said Ajeng as he caught his breath.
"But baby.."rengek Abian.
"Mas, we wouldn't be calm if we did that right now."
"What do you want to do?" goda Abian again. Because he likes to tease his wife.
"Ishh habit, nyebelin." Ajeng scolded while he was singing his lips.
"Beautiful if you frown." - Abian.
"Mas, you're so fond of me."
"Because it's getting better" said Abian while pinching his wife's nose.
"Awww tau tau iihh."
Then, the two of them also joked with each other and shed a sense of longing for each other. By not having to end up releasing the hormone testosterone. But enough with a hug and a kiss. Just that extent. Because the time is short. That's not enough for the newlyweds.