Should I Share a Husband
Conflicts

Tonight, the night Ajeng and Abian are in the house that Abian loves for his wife. Not to forget his daughter also went along with his nanny, also Ezhar. The stuff they brought. Ezhar is really very deft if told to do whatever orders from his employer. Also very trusted, Rashid is not wrong to choose him as his assistant who is now changing into the assistant of the child. Because Rashid himself is gone.

The mother and son were stunned by the luxury of the house they would occupy. Which is where the house is very grand and consists of two floors.

Then they stepped up, scanning every beauty in the house. While occasionally Ajeng turned to her husband who was receiving a call, and looked very serious.

"Mother, the house is big." praise the child turned to the right and left staring at what is inside the house.

"Yes, son, this is all papa gives to us." Ajeng replied smilingly.

Qeera ran and hugged Abian.

Abian was a little surprised, he ended his phone call.

"Papa's most beautiful son." he praised as he rubbed his head, making Ajeng look at them with a new smile.

"There are many fathers" said Qeera, who continued to hug her father.

"Thank you for what, baby?" abian asked, then sat down and carried Qeera.

"Thank you for everything. I love papa." reply Qeera and hug her.

"Beloved, papa is also very dear to Qeera."

Then, the father and son left the room and headed to the garden in the middle of the house. On the side of the park there is a swimming pool and there is a fish pond as well. Swings and chairs to relax. Do not forget the green trees to look cool and beautiful to the eye. Small lights also decorate the park. The house is really big.

Ajeng himself stared at their departure then turned to his cellphone which suddenly rang.

"Haris." he muttered. Then he immediately raised it beginning with greetings.

"Hallo bu Ajeng's. Wa'alaikumsalam." replied Haris.

"Yes sir, where have you been? From yesterday I was not active phone." asked Ajeng.

"Sorry ma'am, my phone fell into the water, so I served first." replied Haris.

"Pillotions are inactive. I would also like to apologize on behalf of my husband. He said call yesterday? But my husband raised me, and ... Do you understand what that means? Again sorry, my husband is jealous of his people" said Ajeng, but behind there was Abian and of course heard it.

"Speak to who?" his whisper from behind made Ajeng choked and then turned his head.

"Mas. Since when was it there?" tanya Ajeng was a little misbehaved because it was not good to talk about her husband to others.

"Since then." Abian replied with an expressionless look.

Seeing her expression, Ajeng immediately scared her a little, afraid that her husband misunderstood her.

He hurriedly spoke again on the phone, asking if there was anything important.

"I'm sorry sir, sir, did my phone call anything important?" ask directly to the point. But Haris understood because he also heard the conversation between the two of them because his phone did not turn off or sound mode.

"I just want to say, if the development of the boutique has been completed, please check your own mother afraid that there is less. And if there is someone who does not like the mother, please contact me yes ma'am, later I will fix the deficiency." said Haris seriously.

"Okay, maybe I'll be there tomorrow. Thank you very much sir. Sorry again." said Ajeng.

"Yes, you're both Ajeng ma'am. Go ahead." said Haris and ended with a greeting. Then turn off the phone.

Ajeng answered his greetings and put his phone in a bag. Then look back, it turns out her husband is still there, but is sitting watching television and not looking at Ajeng in the slightest. He approached and sat by his side.

"Mas" he said slowly. "So the one who called Mr. Haris, who I told you about, said that the button was ready. Continue ... I want to ask your permission, tomorrow I want to go there, want to know the results. Can you please Mas?" tanya Ajeng turned her head while holding her husband's hand.

Abian put the TV remote from earlier he held, then looked at Ajeng and smiled.

"I'm sorry." she said.

"I'm sorry? Why are you apologizing?" tanya Ajeng who was immediately surprised to see the change of her husband who is now very different than before while still receiving a phone call. Now it looks calmer.

"You must have thought I was jealous, right? And ... That's right, I'm jealous. But ... I realize, it should not be excessive like before, which actually makes you feel constrained and over-regulated. I don't want you to have bad thoughts like that just like me. I'm sorry." said Abian, cupping his wife's cheeks.

Ajeng smiled with relief, but he did not want to be honest that there were indeed a few bad thoughts that led there. But it is not too he took a headache, for him all couples must have advantages and disadvantages of each. Then she must accept either bad or whatever her husband's attitude towards her.

Also Abian, from now on will try not to be like that again, and will free the wife to talk or meet anyone from the crowd. Unless he meets Hasna and Luthfan, he still forbids it.

Then again they hugged each other hoping without any more interference between their relationship. And also both of them really hope that there will be a little angel who will grow in the crown complete their marriage.

***

Another with Hasna, this morning around eight, he was already in front of Abian's house that he got his address because he had followed Ajeng when Ajeng came home.

The goal is to come there, of course, to ask for answers, about his willingness to be a sister honey. And if rejected, of course Hasna will force him whatever way he will do.

However, when he looked at the house, he looked around the house that even looked lonely like it was uninhabited. Because he did not know that Ajeng and Abian had moved house.

Hasna also preached to people who happened to pass by. And the man replied that the owner had moved.

"Where do you know where you're moving?" ask Hasna.

"Sorry ma'am, I don't know." replied the man.

Hasna looked back at the house with annoyance.

He re-entered the car, put on his seatbelt and left the place.

The only way, of course he will meet Ajeng to the shophouse.

Upon arriving, Hasna immediately went down and stepped in. The employees are certainly a little panicked, because they themselves already know how the employer's relationship with Hasna.

"Ajeng exists?" ask Hasna without saying anything.

"Aaada ma'am inside." replied Riana a little nervously.

"Ok, thank you." Hasna replied as she walked over quickly.

"Aduuuhhh how is this, there is Miss Hasna" Riana told two colleagues.

"Usually we are happy if he comes, but now even afraid" said Yumna.

"Do we report to Dad?" zia said he was providing a solution.

"A good idea! Let me just call" Riana said. Then he immediately took his phone and looked for Abian's name. After meeting him, he contacted him immediately. But a few minutes did not lift.

"Duuuhhh raised dong Pak" said Riana panicked.

Until the phone disconnects by itself, then again contact and remain unappointed. Until the third call to the fourth, it remains unappointed. Make the three give up and hope that nothing else happens in there.

Hasna opened the door and entered just like that, making Ajeng who was focused on arranging clothes, aghast at the arrival of Hasna.

"Why? Shocked?" ask Hasna directly emotion.

"Hasna, you really have changed. I didn't expect you to be like this." said Ajeng to throw a rough breath. Then stand.

"That's not important, most importantly, I'm here to know the answer to your decision." Hasna replied.

"What decision?" ask Ajeng.

"Don't pretend and act dumb Ajeng, but ... You are a fool." Hasna stared lightly while chuckling.

"Quick say! I don't have much time." - Ajeng who had started to be brave.

"okay... Okay.." reply Hasna. "I want to know your answer to my request yesterday, asking your husband to marry me too. How's it?" ask Hasna at the end.

"Ohh, so about that? I forgot because it doesn't matter at all" Ajeng said, taking a rough breath. "Because I will never share my husband with any woman, let alone you" he said with great emphasis.

"You're getting brave, are you the same as me?" hasna said approaching.

"Who is afraid? Do I have to be afraid, when I'm in front of my eyes? Should I just shut up? While the person was even arbitrary, not thinking about the feelings of the person he was dzolimi." Ajeng replied slightly raising his voice.

"You feel wronged, and then you assume I don't feel that way?" hasna said defiantly.

"Yes." answered Ajeng while grimacing.

"You think I don't feel any pain at all? When you know that you are even willing to be married to a man I love so much? While you also know, that I love him so much." Hasna snapped with a fierce gaze.

"Then, do I have to apologize, while you have tried to harm me." snapped Ajeng who looked at him no less fierce.

The two former friends stared at each other fiercely. And yes, they are no longer in office now, their friendship has been broken since the problems between them arise. As a result of Hasna's own selfishness that remains in his stance that does not want to budge.

"You girls don't know yourself and don't know how to return the favor. I'm so sorry to have known you so well." said Hasna, breathing harshly.

"You always talk about returning the favor?" cetus Ajeng stepped up and grabbed his bag, then took a red sheet of paper that did not know how much, because it was very much. He came back closer to Hasna.

"This is what you want? About return of favor?" snapped Ajeng while throwing the red sheet of paper on Hasna's body, making Hasna inching backwards.

"I'd be so good, if that guy was nice to me, and I'd be so bad if that guy was bad to me. I am not the Ajeng that you have always considered weak. And do not dare to fight evil, you wrong Hasna you are wrong." snapped Ajeng with a sharp look. "I've been quiet all this time, because I still appreciate your feelings. Butwhat? in fact, you don't deserve to be appreciated." cried Ajeng. But simultaneously, his tears just dripped, the tightness was very crowded, because the figure of a friend in Hasna was now no more. Change with a figure like an enemy.

"Unfortunately, you are the most selfish woman." cried Hasna and raised her hand. And...

Plakk

A slap hard enough that Ajeng received.he did not have time to avoid the slap, the first slap from his best friend. Ahh no! He's not a friend anymore. But maybe it changed enemies.

Ajeng grimaced in pain holding his cheek, staring at Hasna in tears.

"What's? Want to slap me too?" hasna said defiantly.

Then, suddenly came a slap quite hard on his cheek. Hasna also grimaced with the pain of her cheeks.

***

Luthfan looked for Hasna to his house, but there was nothing, he went to his salon, still nothing.

"Where are you Hasna" said Luthfan.

He went back to looking for Hasna, and for a moment his mind was fixed on Ajeng.

"Is it possible that you've met Ajeng?" mumbling slowly.

Then he also drove his car directly to Ajeng's shophouse.