Should I Share a Husband
Giving Up Does Not Mean Losing

"Wait." said Alvino made Yudha turn towards his arrival.

"You're Yudha, right?" ask Alvino.

Yudha narrowed her eyes while remembering. He had forgotten who the man standing before him was.

"It's good to see you here again, when's the last time? I forgot." chuckle Alvino.

While Yudha knitted her eyebrows together and remained silent.

"How are you? I heard ... You're separated! Is that true? But .. which I love so much ... About the reason for your separation, you really do not deserve to be a husband." Alvino chirped, making Yudha immediately inflamed and stared intently.

"Who are you really? How dare to interfere in my affairs." Yudha replied annoyed.

"Still unfamiliar too? Who me? But, yes ... We do not know very well, just just know." reply Alvino.

"Look! Whether we know it or not, it doesn't matter, okay? And don't ever interfere in my business again. Cam is that!" press Yudha while pointing right in front of Alvino's face.

"Let down your index, I don't like it the most." Alvino replied as he lowered Yudha's index finger.

"What do you really want?" ask Yudha who was angry.

But the sound of Yudha's cell phone rang, as soon as he took it in his pants pocket, and at the same time, a photo fell.

Yudha stepped aside to receive the call, while Alvino looked at the photo and took it.

"Fiona?" mumbling slowly.

After talking on the phone, Yudha turned to Alvino who was staring at the photo, she remembered the photo of Fiona that she kept in her pants pocket, then he took it and it turned out that it was no longer there.

With a quick step, he walked back to Alvino and snatched the photo violently.

"Who is the woman in the photo? You guys got a relationship?" ask Alvino.

"It's none of your business." said Yudha then turned back and stepped about to leave Alvino.

"Wait!" alvino and Yudha stopped.

"I just want to know who the woman in the picture is" he added. Yudha looked again.

"Well if you force it. She's Fiona, my wife." replied Yudha firmly.

"What's? How come?" Alvino surprised.

"Why really? You familiar?" asked Yudha who was astonished to see Alvino's expression after knowing who Fiona was.

"Yes we know each other, even ... I've tasted her body too." Alvino replied with a difficult look to interpret.

"What's? Damn it."

Bughhh

A precise blow to Alvino's face left him drifting backwards.

Yudha approached while grabbing Alvino's collar.

"Say! Who the hell are you? And what is your relationship with my wife." cried Yudha as she lifted the collar of Alvino's shirt and the two stared fiercely.

"We have no relationship at all. But ... I love him." replied Alvino seriously.

Bughhh

The second blow that Alvino felt, so that one corner of his lips was now dripping blood.

Yudha pushed Alvino's body making the man lunge backwards.

"Once again you disturb my wife, you will know for yourself the consequences." point Yudha towards Alvino's face. Then he left in front of Alvino who grimaced feeling pain while rubbing blood on the corner of his lips.

Then a policeman approached Yudha.

"With Yudha sir, right? It just so happened that we met here" said the policeman.

"What's up, sir?" ask Yudha.

"I'd love this from Fiona's mom, she's asking you to keep it" she replied, handing her Fiona's ATM card and a piece of paper.

The paper and the ATM said a lot of thanks to the police, then they were both barpamitan. And it did not escape the sight of Alvino who still heard their conversation though not so clear.

Yudha returned to her car, then neutralized her suddenly suffocating breath after hearing Alvino's confession.

"What exactly is your relationship with that guy Fiona, why did that guy say that he touched you" he murmured while taking a rough breath.

"Aarrgghhh." cried Yudha with a rough rub of her face.

"Why when I want to accept you back, there are problems that come over" he said again with an uncertain feeling, between still love and hate towards women who may now be lamenting his fate behind bars.

Meanwhile, Alvino chases after the police. "Sir cop, wait." he called making the cop turn his head.

"Sorry sir, I just want to know where Fiona is, because I heard you say her name" Alvino said, and the police linked her eyebrows together.

"I'm a friend of Fiona's, I've been looking for her for a month, but I haven't found her" Alvino added.

"What?"

"Yes, he was reported for the case of mistreatment of his own mother-in-law."

Alvino was shocked and unexpected.

"Then thank you sir for the information. Sorry for interrupting your work time." said Alvino lowered his head politely.

"Alright, equally. Excuse me." said the cop and left Alvino.

There's a million hopes for a married life with Fiona, but that was yesterday when they were together, but not now! All his feelings turned into ilfil. Yes, Alvino ilfil if you have to deal with women who have tasted cells behind prisoners.

"It turns out you've been in prison, the agent I've been looking for you found nowhere ... One thing that makes me very surprised, it turns out you are the destroyer of Ajeng household with her husband." she muttered while breathing rough.

With the hope dashed, the man will no longer continue his intention to meet with Fiona, let alone make her as a wife, abstaining from contact with female inmates.

Want to go back to Hasna, but for what? because he had never had any taste in that woman until now. If anything, maybe Alvino will keep chasing him until he can.

With a slow step, Alvino was back in his car. The goal this time is to return to Singapore and forget everything.

But before leaving, he wanted to meet with Ajeng for a farewell.

***

Silenced night. For the first time, the husband and wife slept separately. Because Ajeng remained with her intention to give lessons to her husband, so as not to be so easily tempted when approached by a woman.

Until one night, the man was still awake on the sofa in front of his room. He could not sleep far away from his wife.

There was a sound of the door opening. Then a woman came out in the darkness of the night. Because the lights are usually turned off when it's night. Leave only the sleeping lights on the table.

The woman came out wearing clothes that Abian had never seen.

Yes, because Ajeng is now wearing very sexy clothes. She was wearing very short lingerie in bright red. Also the hair is limited to the back that is allowed to dangle down. Adding to the impression anyone who looked at him would definitely be sedated by his charm. Especially now that what was in front of him was halal for him.

Abian rise. As soon as his heartbeat was irregular, his breathing was very fast as he held back the thump when he saw the wife dressed like that.

Step Ajeng enter the kitchen and then take a drink that is in the cooling closet.

Abian followed her from behind and hugged her directly from behind.

"Why dress like this? It's not just the two of us here, but there's Ezhar too, he'll see, and I don't want you to see anyone else like this, it's just me your husband." the whisper was right in the wife's ear. His breathing was getting heavier as he tightened his embrace.

There was no answer from his wife, because she also felt comfort when she was in her husband's arms.

Without waiting for a long time, Abian carried Ajeng's body and brought him into the room.

The wife's body was laid on the bed and Abian was on it.

"Don't torment me anymore, I can't." she said with a hunter-like gaze that was very thirsty when she saw her prey. "I'm sorry, I promise I won't do it again." whispered Abian.

Now the hand moves to every inch of the body that is already halal into his.

Cumbuannan for fondling makes Ajeng can not continue his intention.

But when going into the core, Ajeng asked him to stop.

"Stop Mas" he said slowly.

"Why?" asked Abian in a clean manner.

"I'm having my period." Ajeng replied firmly.

"What's? Yes ampuuunn why not say from earlier." complained Abian, he also rose with a little annoyance.

"The wrong staff, why so much hurry don't ask me first." Ajeng timpal and sat down.

"You're wrong, why lure me in by dressing like that."

"So you're guilty of me? Don't you like to see women dressed like this?" tanya Ajeng while grieving made Abian afraid to see the look of annoyance that his wife showed.

At once Abian embraced him while peeping his cheek. "I'm sorry baby, I didn't mean to hurt you." whispered slowly.

She was sobbing in her husband's arms.

"Kok even cry? Sorry if it hurt your feelings. Sorry dear, sorry." Abian said as he tightened his embrace.

"You know that! I'm jealous when I see you're alone with another woman." said Ajeng in the middle of his stuffing.

"Yes, I was wrong, I'm sorry."

Then the two of them embraced each other with a sense of forgiveness for each other.

Sometimes the problem must be solved as soon as possible, because if left, fear of the problem getting bigger and widening everywhere.

Likewise for married couples, if one is angry, the other can not follow angry or even silence him. Even worse, stay away from him. That's not good! Because it will trigger disputes and problems instead of being finished it is even more complicated.

Then the only way must be for someone to give up. We need to remember! Giving up does not mean losing, sometimes a surrender attitude is a solution to reduce and end a conflict, as well as the best way to solve the problem.

That's the beauty of a wedding. If you put aside ego.