Should I Share a Husband
Sulking

Arrive in the car. Ajeng sat down and looked to the side.

Abian looked over and grabbed his hand. "Darling, dong. Don't be sad." she said, touching her cheek and then leading her to face her face.

"Don't do what she wants, baby. Because I wouldn't do that either. I won't!" abian said firmly.

Ajeng looked at her husband with my face, and Abian looked at him too, until the next second there was no distance between them, then Abian again took a moment of his wife's right to breathe.

"That's proof that I love you so much, no one can replace you in my heart" Abian said as he rubbed the wife's sweet lips using his thumb.

Ajeng smiled at the sincerity of her husband. While nodding weakly. Then they both went home.

About half an hour, they finally arrived, then went down and went straight into the house.

There are only Retno and Ezhar. Because Qeera is both her nanny still at school.

Permission to enter the room first. He stepped uninspired. Make Retno wonder, because when leaving, the mother of one child looks cheerful, but when she came home she looked sad.

"You guys got into a fight?" ask Retno to Abian.

"No ma'am, we met Hasna on the road" Abian replied.

"Geez, did he do it again? That's why Ajeng is so sad." asked Retno a little worried.

"Yes that's it." Abian answered accordingly. "I'm going to the room." Abian. He soon followed his wife into the room.

Arriving in the room, Ajeng can be seen standing staring out of the window.

Slowly Abian approached, and directly hugged her from behind.

"Mas." said Ajeng a little surprised from his daydream.

"What the hell is my wife? Hem?" tanya Abian was trying to melt the atmosphere. He knew what Ajeng was thinking.

"I ... Mind about it." she replied while bowing her head.

"Honey.... Oi. What is it for. About getting married? You know, I won't do that, until whenever you're my only wife." replied Abian who hugged him tightly.

"But ... I owe him a lot Mas." Ajeng said as he turned his body. And now they are facing each other very closely.

"But that's not the solution, baby. Hear that! I'll pay for all the money he's ever spent on you. If he still refuses, just let it be his right, the important thing is that we pay it off" Abian said seriously.

"Mas."

"Dear."

Say them together.

"Darling, I promised, would you obey my husband?" whisper Abian. And Ajeng nodded his head.

"Look at me." he told Ajeng to look at him.

"I ask, if we're alone like this. I want ... We don't talk about them. Can you?" asked Abian again, and Ajeng nodded his head.

"I'm sorry that I was worried about my decision, because Hasna was right, I owe her a lot. Even ... I said in my heart 'Should I Share My Husband' But ... I wouldn't be able to do it if I had to repeat the same thing. It was enough that I felt all that. It really hurts. But now I will not divide my husband with any woman, except ... My husband who asked to marry again, I will not refuse him, as long as I am divorced first. Just get married again." Ajeng said seriously.

"Trust me. I'm not going to do what your ex-husband did" Abian said as he closed his body.

Instantaneous silence....

"Duuuhhh is stuffy" said Ajeng because he was hugged so tightly.

"I'm sorry, his abis melow continues anyway." chuckled Abian while breaking his embrace.

"Where are you, baby?" asked Abian spoiled. When he saw his wife step.

"You go to the bathroom, you wanna come?" canda Ajeng.

"You dong, come along."

Ajeng was a little rushed and entered the bathroom and locked the door tightly.

"Yaahhh failed, beware." - Abian.

Then the phone rang, Abian looked for it because he felt it was not the tone of the call on his phone.

It turned out to be the sound of the wife's cell phone. He took it in Ajeng's bag.

For a moment Abian was stunned staring at the name listed there. Harris. The name that now contacts the wife.

"Daris? Who else is he? It turns out that my rival is not just Luthfan, but there is another Haris. But I am the luckiest in the end. How cute they are." he muttered softly while smiling proudly.

Without accepting it, Abian immediately disconnected the call from Haris.

Then the second call. Makes Abian burn fire jealous. "So determined he was, it was clear that the call had been rejected. Still the phone." nagged it.

Soon Abian picked him up. "Hallo. Whoever's there, please don't bother Ajeng, she's already a wife now. Understood?" he said that without further ado and immediately decided the call just like that, without knowing the reply from Haris.

He put his phone back in his bag. At that time, Ajeng came out and had changed into clothes wearing home clothes, clothes and trousers, and hair decomposed because it was in the room. If it's any different outside, he'll wear a veil.

Abian always looked at him lovingly, and then he came closer. "Dear." Abian hugged him tightly.

"Mas, don't fad why the hell, I can't breathe." said Ajeng.

But Abian's breath instead sounded heavier, then his hand touched every point of weakness in women.

"Mas, suuhhhh I just took a shower too, it's ten o'clock you know Mas, Qeera will come nyari-in us." he lamented, but Abian still does not care. Jealousy makes it thirsty. And Ajeng was a little overwhelmed to accept her husband's treatment.

Until finally Ajeng resigned what her husband was doing. did not feel all the clothes they were wearing had been dated just like that, which now no where.

Spoiled voices were heard and the clanking of the clock sounded accompanying the activities of the two of them. That there is an effort that they must do to arrive at the point of nirvana, where they both hope there will be a new human figure, a small child who will settle in the future.

AC kamarpun not able to bid so that the sweat droplets continue to fall from the forehead of the two. The time will come, and the next minute they are finally done.

Abian threw himself aside from his wife.

"Thank you dear." said Abian smiling.

"You are now different Mas, make me overwhelmed." Ajeng and Abian reply even chuckled.

"Isn't that laughing?" namel Ajeng.

"Sorry baby, I'm running jealous." replied Abian honestly.

"Jealous? Not even that, despite being jealous. Who's jealous, I'm from here with you" said Ajeng.

"That." point Abian at Ajeng's bag on the sofa.

Ajeng. "Huh? that's my bag. Aduuhh no-anya this you, the same jealous time bag anyway?" scolding him while squinting.

"It's not the bag, baby, but your phone is in the bag." replied Abian.

"What happened to that phone?" ask Ajeng.

"So someone called you, and I kept seeing her name Haris."

"Hahaha being jealous because of that?" tanya Ajeng while laughing so amusedly.

"Yes, she calls you on, she doesn't know if you're married and she's my wife."

"Should you lift it?" ask Ajeng.

"I'll lift him up, I'll take him, it's good to take you away from me."

"Huh? Kok in maki-maki anyway." Ajeng scolded while pulling a blanket to cover his body, then he stepped up to take his cellphone.

Abian followed him from behind without quotation marks. And Ajeng looked.

"Mas embarrassed ihh." scolded her while covering her face with a blanket.

"Yes, but I'm ashamed to see it, it's there to wear clothes first." said Ajeng.

"No dear, Mas will stay by your side, because you want to call Haris right? Who the hell is he? Not handsome? Which side is the same as me? Look here at the picture, you have it, right? I want to see after that I delete." Abian said seriously.

"You're like a little boy. I don't have a picture of him." Ajeng shakes his head.

"It's ah, I want to call him now, fearing it's important" Ajeng said.

And the phone is connected. But not lifted. "Why not get caught" he lamented. Makes Abian embrace her tightly.

"I'm jealous baby, why did you call her back?" ask Abian.

"Mas, I'm telling you, Haris is an architect, he's in charge of the construction where I'm building a boutique, and maybe he'll call me to tell you about the construction." papar Ajeng explained.

"But I'm still jealous."

"Mas, ah ah, we are not children anymore, now let's take a change of shower, later on Qeera hunt comes and definitely nyari-in us." said Ajeng.

Abian pulled his wife into the bathroom.

The activity, they always do it anywhere, without boredom and without coercion.

***

Outside the house, Retno received a call from the police to come today.

Ajeng and Retno were asked to come as witnesses and victims after the persecution carried out by his son-in-law.

With a heavy breath, Retno read the letter. He sat on the sofa, waiting for the couple to come out. To be called he mengurungkan, fear of disturbing. Then Ezhar can be seen passing from a distance.

"Ezhar." call Retno. "Please call Abian and Ajeng, this is important" he told Ezhar.

"Sorry ma'am, said Mr. Abian, if they are alone in the room, no one bothers even if it is important, except for a very emergency. Is it a very emergency?" ask Ezhar.

"Duuhh them this, the newlyweds' eyes. Let's wait for them." Retno, and Ezhar passed.

The front door was wide open, Retno turned towards the door. It turned out that the granddaughter who had come home from school, was followed by her nanny in the back.

"Grandmother." call Qeera and throw her in her arms.

"Grandma's granddaughter is home" Retno smiled.

"It's dong Nek." replied Qeera smiling as well. "Mother is home? He said he wanted to shop this morning" he asked.

"It was, but again in the same room papa." replied Retno

"Okay, I went there first, Grandma." said Qeera.

"What do you want to do?" prevent Retno

"You meet my mother as well as Nek." replied the boy and ran, without being prevented again.

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The sound of Qeera's hand knocking, and Ajeng instantly opened it.

"Darling, are you home?" tanya Ajeng smiled.

"Where's mom?" ask Qeera.

Ajeng looked at the boy who was sneaking in looking for his papa. Qeera had not answered her question.

"Papa, I cried last night because papa was not there beside me, when I woke up." said the boy.

"Oh yeah? I'm sorry, you can't sleep, so you sleep here." Abian replied as he approached, then grabbed Qeera and sat on the couch.

"Have you made her baby sister?" qeera asked spontaneously, making Ajeng widen his eyes, and his mouth opened wide.

But instead Abian patted her forehead. Then a moment looked at Ajeng.

"Darling." said Ajeng approaching.

"Mother, where's the baby's sister? He said he wanted to make a baby brother with papa. Continue where? How come there's no one?" ask the boy again while spreading his gaze.

"Mas." called Ajeng by looking at him cynically.

"Sorry baby, I got dizzy last night because Qeera wasn't sleeping. So ... Yes ... That was." Abian said as he clenched his hands together.

"But not in that way Mas, fortunately speaking is just the same as us, try if in front of others, let alone mother. I have no face. Shame." nagging Ajeng.

"Shame to be ashamed anyway? I've seen it all, you're not ashamed." seduced the husband.

"Ishh nyebelin."

Abian was holding back a laugh.

"Papa sama do not fight" said Qeera.

"No fighting baby, just a discussion" Abian replied smiling.

Ajeng also returned to wearing a veil, then came out of the room, leaving the child alone with his father.

Retno's guest room called out to her. "Ajeng, Alhamdulillaah. You finally came out too." said Retno.

"What's wrong mom?" tanya approached and sat down.

"It's a subpoena from the police, and we have to come today."

"Huh? About what case? What don't-don't ... Luthfan? I hit him yesterday until he bled." Ajeng replied a little surprised.

"No! If it's about that you can report back." said Retno. "It's about Fiona's mother first. You remember right?" ask Retno.

"Ohh yasudah, we're there now. I'll call Mas Abian first." He got up from his seat and went back to the room.

"Mas, I want to go to the police station now" Ajeng said, making Abian look surprised.

"What's the matter, baby?" tanyanya approaching.

Then Ajeng handed over the white paper, and Abian read it.

"Then I come, I will withdraw the report for Yudha" Abian said.

"Mas." call Ajeng softly.

"Why baby?"

"Are you seriously going to take that report out?"

"Why is that why? Don't tell me you're still hoping for him." - Abian's timpal.

"Start deehhh." Ajeng even cram.

"Yes teruus." replied Abian.

"Tau ah, you are, always... Just like that, you don't believe me."

"Yes sorry baby, I believe it." Abian replied while embracing him but this time was pushed aside.

"Later to sleep outside." Ajeng said and then out of the room.

Abian patted his forehead. "It turns out this way that the wife is sulking again" he said, shrugging his shoulders.