Should I Share a Husband
Thinking More Mature

"Darling, you're all right?" tanya Ajeng was anxious when the husband received his call.

"I'm fine, baby. Don't worry." replied Abian trying to relax.

"I'm on Mas's way, look for you. Where is it now?" the heart of Ajeng still felt worried even though the husband said so. But the feeling of a wife is very strong when her husband is not okay.

"It's on the road, baby, coming home. You wait at home, right? Just a minute later." Abian said as he drove home.

"Jude, I'm waiting."

Then Ajeng turned around and went to his house as well.

Ajeng arrived first and then went down, then stepped and sat on the chair that was in the terrace. She will wait for her husband there.

Fifteen minutes later Abian arrived and came down. Ajeng immediately got up to see the arrival of her husband and approached.

And so is Abian. His gaze immediately looked at the wife he loved so much was walking towards him.

Abian wanted to cry right then and there, he felt very guilty about Ajeng, how could he be alone with another woman, let alone the woman he hated so much. But he was still convinced that he didn't do that at all.

But he must still look ordinary in front of Ajeng, like there is no problem.

"Mas." Ajeng rushed to hug her very tightly while crying bitterly.

Abian was hesitant to return Ajeng's embrace. Again he remembered that to stay relaxed do not make Ajeng suspicious of him. All for the good.

Finally Abian replied to him with a very tight hug as well. But, the wife is still a wife who has a very sensitive heart and strong instincts. Moreover, Ajeng smell the perfume of others on the body of her husband, because he is very familiar with the perfume that likes to be worn by Abian, Abian who came home late at night.

Actually Ajeng wanted to ask right then and there, why there could be a perfume smell on his body like the smell of female perfume. Moreover, Ajeng felt familiar with the smell of the perfume. But she did not judge her husband. Again, all for the good of not misunderstanding again.

"We're going in yuk?" take the husband while embracing his shoulders. Then they came in and closed the door and locked it. His steps went straight into the room. Because it's midnight.

"Mas, where are you going? I'm really worried about you" Ajeng said, breaking her embrace and looking at her husband's bead. But he was a little surprised because the eyes were even dewy and Ajeng immediately wiped him. Allegations for alleged reasons continue to lead that her husband is not okay.

"Why cry? What the hell is going on? Please speak honestly Mas, you do not usually go home last night." said Ajeng worried, because indeed the anxiety has not disappeared even though the husband has been in plain sight.

Abian just smelled a smile. "I just miss you, baby. Sorry I came home last night. There was an important meeting." replied Abian deliberately lying because he did not have the heart to speak the truth, he did not want to see Ajeng hurt and cry.

In order to hide the hue of his sad face, Abian was allowed to go to the bathroom with slow steps and not excited.

He stared at the husband's back until he disappeared behind the door.

"Your answer is full of lies. I knew! You're hiding something from me because you're not usually like this, I know Mas! You don't want to be honest, for me, do you? You don't want me to be hurt, do you? But ... It will not make me angry at all with you, there I am even happy because you think so much about my feelings." muttered Ajeng.

"I also know, it's whose perfume smells. But ... I will not accuse you of a no-no. I promised myself. Whatever happens I'll always believe in you and maybe it's time I find out for myself what's going on."

Both try to think more mature, not to children like yesterday.

Before long, Abian came out and changed his sleepwear. He looked at the wife who was looking at him too. Then approached.

"Sleep yuk?" he smiled as he grabbed his wife's hand.

"I haven't changed clothes, have I?" answer Ajeng.

"Here it is." teased Abian smiled. To cover up all suspicions about him.

"Alright" said Ajeng smiling as well.

After changing clothes. She approached her husband again.

"Come." invite her to smile pull the hand of the husband and they have already laid themselves on the mattress.

Silent, momentarily silent. They dissolved with their respective minds while staring at the ceiling of the room.

"You know not! I couldn't sleep because my husband hadn't come home" Ajeng said, turning to open the conversation.

"Oh yeah? So what's the matter, baby?" abian asked, looking over as well, and they were now curled up against each other.

Awaeng look at the goals of the face, it is clear, if her husband is hiding something. From the look of his face and gaze that can not be lied to.

"I called you, uh not even active" Ajeng said. He did not want to tell me that he also had time to contact the office security. All for the good again.

"I've got a meeting, baby, sorry?" abian said while stroking the wife's cheek.

She smiled and held her husband. "Don't stay with me." he whispered.

"Dear I promise I won't leave you" Abian replied slowly. Clutching it too.

"Aren't you suspicious of me at all? Or ... Vice versa? But you chose silence."

"If you really suspect me! And keep your silence, who won't ask you about your suspicions. I'm sure you're doing it all for our own good, the wholeness of our household."

Abian smiled as she tightened her embrace. "I love you my wife" Abian smiled and Ajeng raised his head.

"I love you too Mas." Ajeng replied smiling as well.

Then, the next second there was no distance between the two, now the distance was eroded with the roar of breath. As if they do not want to separate and do not want to let go of their respective ownership.

***

Other place. Hasna went home, she entered the house with a pleasant face. There was Luthfan sitting on the couch waiting for Hasna to come home.

"Well, you're in my house?" ask Hasna.

"I'm worried about you. I look everywhere you don't exist." replied Luthfan.

"Worry about me, or the child in my stomach." Hasna said.

Luthfan fell silent and did not answer.

"And now it's in plain sight, isn't it? Then please go." said Hasna.

"It's Hasna's night. Are you the heart?"

"Well, you can go on a trip, but for tonight only and sleep is not allowed in the room. You sleep on that couch" Hasna said seriously.

Hasna then entered the room, leaving the door open. Luthfan followed him because he saw Hasna was different. The woman kept smiling.

"Hhhh Abiaaan Abian, it turns out you are very easy I fooled. You didn't touch me at all, let alone do that. I touched your lips with my lips. Ahhh it feels like I was so happy just now." kekeh Hasna smiled happily while laying herself on the bed.

Even the peeping Luthfan heard Hasna say. And widen his eyes.

"What are you planning Hasna for? Why do you always interrupt their lives."