Should I Share a Husband
Honestly That's Sometimes Painful

The next morning, the husband and wife looked ordinary, as if putting aside feelings for each other. Where Abian with his guilt and Ajeng with his curiosity. Although the mouth says it will always believe, but her heart can not be lied to, over time Ajeng was curious about what was happening to her husband. Especially something to do with Hasna. Because last night Ajeng believed that the smell of perfume on her husband's body was a perfume commonly used by Hasna.

At breakfast, as usual Ajeng took food for her husband as well as a glass of warm milk.

Abian raised his head to look at Ajeng's face as Ajeng was putting food in front of him. Then the wife stepped up and sat down by his daughter's side, while Abian himself sat in the middle because he was the head of the family in the house.

While eating breakfast, a cell phone sound for a moment, indicating there is a message notification. Abian also grabbed the phone that he put on the table.

"[If you still want to keep it a secret from Ajeng, come today also at eight in the morning. I'll tell you the location]" a message from Hasna when Abian opened it because he didn't block the number anymore. Fearful of the threat this time was no joke.

Abian was stunned when reading the message made Ajeng who looked at him little by little engulfed in jealous flames. Because her husband is now more focused on flat objects in his hands than his wife and children. There have been many changes to her husband.

"[What would you tell my wife if I didn't comply with your wishes? Listen to the cunning woman. I don't do that at all, let alone a girl like you. I'm sure it's even very sure!]" a message from Abian. Then throw a rough breath. Ajeng grew curious and his eyes did not look away and continued to look at her husband's facial expression.

"Mas, I know that message must be from Hasna. What's the matter between you two? Are you going to keep it a secret from me? Your wife?"

"[so you're not at all afraid of my threats? All right, I'll show you some pictures of us both]"

Two minutes later, the photo entered Abian's phone. He was very surprised when he saw three photos of himself and Hasna was hugging in the car with Abian who was not wearing clothes and Hasna whose clothes almost went off. Hasna photographed him from Abian's back as well as from the front, and Abian's face was blocked by Hasna's head which looked like it was kissing, and Hasna wrapped Abian's hand around her body. What is clear is that anyone who sees it will certainly think on the basis of liking. Abian was still unconscious and Hasna took advantage of it.

Sontak Abian was holding tightly to his cellphone and put it on the table very roughly until it makes a sound between the phone and the table that touches each other. His jaw suddenly hardened, his breath was stirring to withstand the furious turmoil that was so mounting. His gaze changed. He did not remember that in front of him there was the wife who was looking at him in astonishment and fear at one time.

Fortunately, Qeera did not see it, because the boy was ready to go to school without his papa permission because on the basis of Ajeng's request not to disturb him who was focusing on mobile phones. Ajeng forbids permission not without reason. She wanted to test whether her husband would continue to ignore them or vice versa. But it turns out that Abian never once glanced at them make Ajeng's heart feel tight and did not feel the clear melt was in his eyes.

Abian rubbed his face violently. He remembered that his wife was still there with him. Then Abian turned to his wife with a gaze that increasingly felt guilty.

However, the mother-of-one got up and ran up the stairs one by one and entered the room without locking it, deliberately whether her husband chased after her or not.

And true, Abian was now behind him and hugged him from behind.

"Darling, I'm sorry" said Abian who finally sobbed near his wife. "I know you must be suspicious of me. But ... You chose silence because it keeps the integrity of our household so that there will be no more misunderstanding" Abian said with a sigh. "I'm so, baby, I'm afraid if honestly it will cause other problems, I'm afraid you won't trust me anymore. And then leave me." she shrieked while tightening her arms.

"Didn't we promise to trust each other no matter what. But ... For me honesty is also a very important thing Mas." Ajeng replied while wiping the corner of his eye. "Yes, last night I didn't have a problem with why you didn't want to be honest with me, so I chose to be quiet for our good. But ... My heart can not lie Mas, over time I am very curious about the problems that are happening to you. So that makes you change, you ignore us, whereas earlier Qeera wanted to say goodbye to her papa when going to school, but ... I forbid it because his papa just keeps focusing on the phone in front of him." continued Ajeng again with a straight look.

"Astaghfirullaah... I'm sorry baby, I'm sorry, papa son." sobs Abian.

"I'm not going to force you to speak honestly. But it turns out that my heart hurts when the honesty is no longer among us." said Ajeng broke her husband's embrace and was about to step up, but his hand was held back and then pulled and now Ajeng was in her husband's arms again.

Ajeng closed his eyes when he smelled the scent on his clothes, the scent of which no longer smelled another woman. She changed the scent her husband used to wear.

"I'll be honest with you. But you have to promise not to leave me after you know everything." Abian said.

Ajeng raised his head. "On what basis do I have to leave my husband, while my husband himself certainly does not want the problems he faces, not because of cheating behind me." said Ajeng staring bead in his eyes.

"Do you know everything?" ask Abian.

"I'm just guessing, filling a wife is very strong Mas, and I also know who the person who framed you, she is a woman that I know very well even had a close time." added again.

"Yes you're right! He was Hasna, he was the one who had set me up." Abian let out a rough breath.

"I guessed it. Last night I smelled her perfume on your body. At that time I was very jealous, my heart was tight. But ... I tried to stay sane, that my husband could not play behind me" Ajeng said firmly.

In the end Ajeng was crying sobbing, his body was shaking, crowded indeed, even though he knew it was only Hasna. Not on the basis of liking.

"Honey. Once again forgive me. I swear before you, I did nothing out of bounds with him. Help you believe in me." sobbed Abian.

He closed his eyes and opened them slowly. Then he stepped up with a sash while holding his chest and sitting on the edge of the mattress.

A dramatic scene, where the man also followed the crying by continuing to hug the wife tightly. The two husbands embraced each other in tears.

There is no anger in Ajeng towards the husband. She always believed that she would always trust her husband.

"We have to look for proof Mas, don't just shut up! Because I'm sure, Hasna will definitely terrorize you with those photos so that you will marry her." said Ajeng amid his sobbing.

"Aren't you angry with me?" asked Abian who broke his embrace and cupped Ajeng's cheeks.

"I can't be angry with you, Mas, because I believe in you." Ajeng smiled back.

"Thank you dear. You're right! And we have to face it together. But ... Where should we look for evidence that I was framed." Abian was really confused.

"We have to come to the scene. Checking CCTV. That will be the proof for us" Ajeng said.

"You're so smart, baby, my wife is so great! I didn't think at all in that direction." praised Abian who finally smiled back.

"Because at any time, I don't want to share my husband again with any woman" said Ajeng lowered his head.

"And that would never have happened, dear, if you were still by my side, still be my wife."

The two hugged each other tightly.

***

Somewhere. Hasna was waiting for Abian to arrive. Which had already been almost half an hour yet to come as well, making him upset himself.

"Ten more minutes you're not coming either. I'll send the pictures straight to your wife." Hasna said snorting in annoyance.

Meanwhile, from a distance, Luthfan was staring at Hasna while hiding behind a large tree. He went into Hasna's room last night when Hasna was fast asleep. He wanted to know what Hasna was planning. His eyes caught a cell phone near his head.

Luthfan slowly took it. He opened the phone, but it was locked. Luthfan painstakingly entered the password, starting with the pattern and number of birth dates that he knew from Hasna's pregnant book, as well as Hasna's own mobile number he entered even though only six figures.

But all failed, it made Luthfan desperate. Until he looked at the little book on the table. He took it and read what was in the book.

He read the writing during Hasna's first meeting with Abian including the date pinned. Luthfan immediately tried to enter the date number of their meeting and finally the phone was successfully opened. Luthfan's finger was immediately fixed on the green application.There was no chat last night with Abian. Still empty. He then tapped into Hasna's cell phone.

And while working out, Luthfan grabbed his cell phone. I want to know if there is a chat between the two of them.

And it turned out to be there, until finally Luthfan was stunned and surprised when he saw the photos sent by Hasna to Abian, until Luthfan shook his head. But ... He also had to think logically, that there was no way Abian would cheat on Ajeng. Because he knew himself that man loved his wife, Hasna with all her cunning.

Then from that. Luthfan could tell where Hasna was taking Abian to meet.