Should I Share a Husband
The Wife Husband's

Meanwhile, Ajeng and Abian were already holding CCTV footage they obtained from a security guard not far from the scene.

Yes they asked first if there was installed CCTV or not and the security guard also said there was. Then both of them beg to be shown, as well as the reason why they want to see it.

Although not so bright because it was night, but still seen there Hasna with the driver helped Abian who was fainting to be taken into his own car. After that, I didn't know what Hasna was doing in the car.

Her night. They are also now in the residence of the late father. Waiting for Hasna to arrive. While sitting in the family room.

"Mas, is this gonna work?" tanya Ajeng was a little anxious.

"Berdo'a baby, may everything be as we wish." Abian replied as he hugged her tightly.

"But I'm worried, I'm scared ... If you're going to marry her." Ajeng lamented.

"That's not going to happen, trust me with this husband of yours" Abian said, peeping over his head.

Then the front door sounded on the knock. The two broke their arms and turned to each other and nodded their heads. After that they got up from sitting and stepped into the living room then Ajeng who opened the door while Abian chose to sit.

Hasna was standing behind him and Hasna twisted her body.

At once Hasna sobbed and then rushed to hug the woman who said she herself was no longer his best friend anymore. He did it, all for the sake of his mission.

"Hasna, what's wrong with you?" ask me to panic. Even he pretended.

While Abian who was staring at them was holding back a laugh. Because they both know how to act.

Abian got up from his seat and stepped closer to them and released Hasna's hand on his wife's body.

"Please! Never touch my wife." joked Abian. Hasna looked at him.

"I'm forbidden to touch it, while you've touched me?" hasna stared hard.

"Aps... Whahuh? Has Abian touched you?" Ajeng was surprised. And again he had to go back to pretending.

"Yes, your husband has touched me Ajeng" Hasna said. Then the cry came back, his body shaking. Hasna is really good at acting.

"lik! That's a lie." cried Abian staring nyalang.

"Lied you said? Why would I come here just to talk lies?" yelled Hasna with a voice that was no less high while pushing Abian's chest to make Abian a little dazed.

"Mas, what is this really about?" tanya Ajeng asked for her husband's explanation.

"That night ... You enjoyed it so much Abian. You have forcibly snatched it away." Hasna shouted back.

"Mas." lirih Ajeng stared pusher at her husband.

"It's all not true baby, he's lying" Abian said.

"Then you said I was lying? Then what is this?" hasna said while showing a photo in her hand. Make Ajeng look.

"What photo is that?" ask Ajeng.

"This is a picture of us both Ajeng" Hasna said, closing her eyes. Then Ajeng snatched the photo and looked at it.

"Do you lack evidence?" then Hasna took another photo. "This" he said while handing over the other photo to Ajeng.

The photo was taken by Ajeng. He suddenly sobbed while staring at the photo.

"What is this Mas? You cheating on me behind my back?" yelled Ajeng looking at her husband. By squeezing the photos in his hand.

"No dear. Please believe me. It must be an editan. You know that, right? Electronics are becoming more sophisticated today." elak Abian.

"If it's an editan? Then what is this?" hasna asked while showing the buttons of Abian's shirt which he took forcibly that night.

"Mas, you have the heart." cried Ajeng with a heartbreaking sobbing.

"You're so good at acting, baby! I really saw it as if I was crying for real."

"Now I ask? Where did you get those photos? It was you alone, right, who took it?" challenge Abian. And true! The question made Hasna a little nervous, but she still tried if she was a victim.

Ajeng who saw it also increasingly believed that Hasna had committed a big lie.

"Yes, it was me who took it. Didn't you tell me?" hasna.

"Mas." said Ajeng while shaking his head.

"Darling! Help you believe in me." said Abian.

Ajeng continued to cry bitterly in front of the two. Abian approached and was about to embrace him, but was pushed aside. It made Hasna pull one corner of her lips to the side.

"Don't touch me anymore." cried Ajeng staring intently.

"I'm sorry, is this, right? What we have to do."

"Now, the choice is in your hands Abian. To be responsible or ... Dump me? While I'm afraid of conceiving your child." press Hasna.

"Shut up! Get you out of here cunning woman." cried Abian.

"You have the heart Mas, you have the heart." cried Ajeng then ran to the back and Abian followed him, while Hasna was still silently sculpting.

The husband and wife have now moved into the family room. Then laugh without making a sound. But it's not over yet, both of them have to go back to acting.

"No dear. That's not true! Help you trust me." Abian back evasive.

"The photos are clear Mas, want to avoid how else." sob Ajeng.

Then there was a fight between the couple. Ajeng who still do not accept cheated and Abian who continues to deny that all that is just engineering.

"Well, if you still don't want to believe me, I'll be responsible for marrying Hasna. That's it, right, you want? Huh uh?" challenge Abian. While cupping both cheeks Ajeng then mngecup a glimpse of the lips. Luckily Hasna did not approach them.

Then Abian stepped back into the living room, and ...

Plakk

One slap hard enough he slapped on Hasna.

"Get you out of here, this is all because of you." cried Abian with a big breath.

"But what you said earlier is true, right? What if you want to take responsibility?" hasna asked as she held onto her cheek which was painful from the slap earlier.

Abian looked back at the wife who saw them from a distance. "Yes, and tell your parents, I will marry you" Abian said, but his gaze did not shift and continued to look at his wife.

Hasna's heart was very happy to hear that.

"Now you go home." Abian turned to Hasna and was not angry.

"All right! And I say thank you very much. Excuse me" pamit Hasna. Then he got out of the house and got into the car.

"Ahhh finally my struggle is not in vain" muttered Hasna smiling triumphantly.

"And Ajeng. Soon I'll be your little brother" he said chuckling.

Hasna went home with a smile.

While inside the house. Ajeng and Abian hugged.

"Your acting is great, baby. To the point that I can't tell the difference, especially when I see you cry." praised the husband.

"Your acting is also good Mas, I was even scared earlier when we had a fight." Kekeh Ajeng.

"Let's go to the room. "take the husband.

"Well?" tanya Ajeng narrowed his eyes.

"I want to get rid of the stress hormone, I'm stressed to see him" said Abian made Ajeng chuckle.

"Don't go home yet?" tawang Ajeng's.

"No! It will be different again if you have come home afraid to go back to the off. And say the same Sus Rini, tonight we will stay here." Abian said.

"Alright." kekeh Ajeng while shaking his head.

Then they went into the room, to finish what her husband wanted, although Ajeng also did not want to be hypocritical because he also wanted it.

***

Hasna arrived at her home.

"Where are you?" asked Luthfan who was waiting for him on the porch.

"You again! It's none of your business." Hasna's timps stepped in and in the ikuit by Luthfan.

"Na, I'm worried about your content. Please from now on don't go out at night." said Luthfan.

"You don't have to worry about me anymore, Luthfan, let alone marrying me. Because soon I will be married to the person I've been waiting for" Hasna said smilingly.

"You mean? Abian?" ask Luthfan who had expected that Hasna had run out of their house.

"Fright! It turns out that my struggle was not in vain." chortled Hasna.

"I'm sure you must have done something so Abian would have married you" Luthfan said, pretending not to know.

"That doesn't matter anymore! Most importantly my wish was achieved, I could marry him." Hasna kept smiling.

"Thank you very much, Ajeng, Abian. Thanks to you two, I can finally marry Hasna later. Because I don't want the child to be born without a real father. May love be present between us. Like the love of you two that is so strong and sturdy despite the trials that come near."

And these words, Luthfan also sent to Abian through a private chat.

"Eh, there's a chat from Luthfan! He said a lot of thanks to us. Surely he is now at Hasna's house" Abian said when he finished doing the ritual of conjugal relations.

"Thank God, at least we can help him" said Ajeng then because drowsiness heavy.

"You look so happy because you can help her. You feel sorry for Luthfan?" said Abian.

"Ehh, why ask that? You jealous? My usual feeling is that anyway, I have made me limp this way still jealous. Lookie! My body is also a lot of red spots because of your actions." complained Ajeng made her husband chuckle.

"Yes sorry, honey. I'm just as jealous as you said at the time as Haris."

"Tuuhh, it's starting again." He kept his eyes closed, then fell asleep.

"I'm sorry, honey. I was jealous earlier. Never stay with me, I can go crazy without you." whispered Abian looking at the wife's face while caressing her cheek.