Should I Share a Husband
Wedding Party Preparation

Abian went down, followed by Ezhar. Later then...

Bugh

A raw bogem about the corner of Abian's lips makes it drift backwards. Suddenly Ajeng shouted to call her husband's name, and then she went down. So did Ezhar, he held Yudha's shoulder so as not to do violence again to his master.

"What the hell are you Yudha?" yelled Ajeng did not accept her husband being beaten. Then he approached the husband. "Darling! You're not papa, are you? Where's that sick?" sobs began to come out of Ajeng's lips. Then he turned back his body. And...

Plakkk

Ajeng slapped Yudha's cheek so hard. "What are you doing? Why did you suddenly hit my husband? Huh uh?" shouted Ajeng with a big breath, reddened face and a very sharp gaze.

Instantly, it reminded Yudha when she defended Fiona, then with her emotions she slapped Ajeng.

"You still want this guy? Though you know for yourself he wants to marry again with your friend Ajeng." said Yudha. Abian got up and stood behind his wife.

"But you shouldn't hit my husband without knowing what the truth is! You have tarnished your own good name before me Yudha, from this incident I realized! It turns out you can't change at all. You are still Yudha who always plays violence." snapped Ajeng staring nyalang. And back away to her husband.

"I did this because he deserved to be beaten, he has dared to grieve you." Yudha replied.

"Then you? Don't you deserve to be beaten? Have you been feeling right about the behavior of you secretly marrying another woman? Huh huh? I remember Yudha, I remember! When you defend the woman more than me." cried Ajeng who was still stirred by emotion. While Abian only listened to the quarrel of the ex-husband and wife.

"Hear the honorable lord Yudha Mahardika! If you touch my husband again. I will not hesitate to repay you more than this. Cam is that!" show Ajeng in front of Yudha's face.

Then she began to grab her husband's hand to ask him to get back in the car. Ezhar followed Ajeng's orders. He also got into the car. Then the car began to drive away leaving Yudha who continued to look at their departure.

"Aarrgghhh." yelled Yudha violently scrambling her hair. Ajeng's right! He always plays violence without knowing what the truth is. But she still did not think, why Ajeng still want to keep her husband. Because when he was with him first Ajeng immediately asked for separation.

"Aren't you Dad?" She brought her body closer to her husband comfortably.

"No papa, baby! Naturally he hit me, because all he knew was that I was going to marry Hasna" said Abian who replied to the wife's hand.

Arrive office. Abian went down, so did Ajeng she chose to accompany her husband there.

With step also the hands are linked to each other. They went straight to where Abian's room was.

But when passing by the employees, all stared pity at Ajeng because they thought, the woman must feel the bitterness of the presence of a honey.

Ajeng did not care about their gazes at him. She was more worried about her husband.

Arriving at the door, they entered and closed the door tightly.

"Mas." sobs Ajeng rubbed her husband's cheek from the previous blow that left a bruise.

"I'm not papa darling." whispered.

"But this hurts dear." lirih Ajeng rubbed the bruise.

"No papa, even this is a blessing to me" Abian said smilingly.

"Grace?" Ajeng squinted his eyes.

"Yes, because with this wound I can hear the affectionate call again from my wife's lips. I haven't heard that word in a long time." joked the husband.

"What time?" Ajeng knit eyebrows.

"Try on, baby remember! When was the last time you said you loved your husband? Hemm?" goda Abian smiled happily.

"Au ah, what matters is the evidence." Ajeng chuckled.

***

"Ahhh can't wait to be Abian's mistress. How will it fit the first night." muttered Hasna while laying down on the mattress comfortably. With heart rhythm is not as usual because while imagining it.

His hand grabbed the phone, then read the chat from Abian. Hasna squinted her eyes and replied to the chat.

"[Kirain wants tomorrow]" Hasna replied. It just so happened that the blue contreng turned out that his phone was in Ajeng's hands. Because between them the cell phone is not personal anymore. You can wear them to each other whenever you want.

"[Can't, want a party too. All my wedding parties are the same Ajeng]" replied Abian. Though Ajeng was the one who replied to the chat.

Hasna who read it made him smile. "[OKAY! Up yours. I love you who will soon be my husband]" closed Hasna. But there is no reply.

The sentence made Ajeng throw her husband's cell phone on the sofa. Then he sat down violently while draping both hands on the chest with a pouting face.

"Why the hell? How slammed?" abian asked, looking at him who was sitting on his throne chair.

"Tau ah's. I want to go home." joked Ajeng. Abian knitted his eyebrows together and got up from his seat and approached his wife and sat down beside her.

Abian grabbed her cell phone. Then chuckle while reading the chat.

"Jealous he likes. Thanks dear." Abian smiled and held her tight.

"Hasna." call Widya when she enters the child's room. She's been at Hasna's since this morning with her husband. Ferdy.

Widya approached and sat down beside Hasna.

"I'm so happy Mama" said Hasna, smiling and sitting and looking at her mother's face. But Widya shed tears. Yes tears of sadness because Hasna is in her own trap aka stuck due to her own mistakes.

"Mama why cry? Mama should be happy because her son wants to marry the person I love." Hasna wiped the corner of her eyes. Ferdy who was standing in the doorway was just staring with sadness.

"Mama is crying because mom is happy son! Very happy" said Widya lying by embracing Hasna with sobs that she held.

Luckily Ferdy and Widya did not blame the actions of Abian, Ajeng and also Luthfan. They must admit that his son was guilty, because Hasna was the one who started from scratch, who always wanted him to have whatever it was and how it went. No matter who else is hurt by it.

***

Next morning. Ezhar had already begun to be preoccupied with the preparation of the wedding feast of the master. From the start of the room decoration that must be all white because at the request of Ajeng and Abian. Also make invitation cards only for one hundred and fifty people. Ajeng himself asked for the show does not have to be luxurious, which is important to be comfortable. Remembering herself was just a one-child widow who happened to be called a single man.

Not to forget Ezhar had also visited the residence of the pak penghulu informing him about the event which will be held tomorrow around eight in the morning, and it has already determined who will be the MC and who will be the photographer. And also Diana as the receptionist in the company, he was assigned to be the receptionist with Axel secretary Abian.

One more! Ezhar will go to a restaurant that usually receives food and beverage catering for weddings. Everything he did alone.

Retno was also told by Yudha about the news. Retno was in shock and tried not to believe the news.

And also in the same place. Ajeng, Abian and Hasna. They were choosing a white dress, Abian chose a suit and white subordinates as well.

They certainly are not one car. Except two cars. Hasna is alone! And of course Ajeng and Abian in one car. While Luthfan chose a different place and a different designer as well, so as not to be caught.

"Mass? It fits no?" ask Ajeng to her husband when he came out of the dressing room and was already wearing the dress he chose.

Abian did not answer yet. Hasna came out of the dressing room next door and was wearing the dress she chose as well.

"Where? Fits no?" asked Hasna smiling.

The designer also explained how the two of them could get the attention of one man, Abian. Yes the designer itself is Mr. Hartoyo Ajeng's cooperation partner. He himself already knew the rumors about yesterday's news that went viral to this day. Luckily there are five dresses for women and two for men, all of which are white. The fifth dress there are two dresses that are very fitting in Ajeng and Hasna. And a suit and subordinates that are very fitting also in the body Abian. Because the show was so sudden. So can not do the fitting of the wedding dress.

"Darling! This beautiful wife. Mashayallah.." praise Abian approaching. Makes Hasna snort annoyed because it is not praised like Ajeng, let alone commented.

"Take a look later! I'll ask your husband for longer when I'm with me. You will only get the rest of the two days, because Abian would prefer young leaves rather than old leaves."

Afternoon ....

All the invitation cards have been spread by Ezhar's men. And then paid after that.

All have received the invitation, from the friends of Ajeng and Abian. While Hasna and Luthfan friends are just a few, because the event is not their own event. Here are three Ajeng employees. And an architect, Haris. The designer himself. Mr. Hartoyo. Also Dewi the former secretary, did not forget Abian employees in the company, and some of his business colleagues.

Including Alvino who is now reading the invitation card that he got from Ajeng employees when he visited the shophouse to meet Ajeng, but unfortunately Ajeng was not there.

So did Yudha. He also looked at the invitation card and another for his mother who was on her way to Jakarta.

Although yesterday had a meeting, but deliberately Yudha was still invited to honor him because after all he was Qeera's real father. Let Yudha know the truth.

Sus Rini only found out about this, immediately shocked and compassionate to her employer, but Ajeng immediately told her the truth so that Sus Rini again breathed a sigh of relief and was asked to remain silent do not leak to anyone.

Qeera, the boy already knew and was very enthusiastic about the wedding of his parents.

The night after the prayer. Suddenly Ajeng felt nauseous. Then he immediately ran to the bathroom and immediately vomited all the food he had eaten. His head was also a little dizzy making Abian so panicked and immediately followed the wife into the bathroom.

"Dear vomit? What's that sick? We're going to the hospital now, right?" invite the husband with a face so worried.

But Ajeng shook his head. He only asked to be taken the test that was in the drawer of the dressing room. Because he himself in the last few days felt there was something different about his mood changes that usually like to drink milk, but suddenly so dislike. As well as other spicy foods, his tongue is now refused. Gegas Abian took it and came back and gave the test.

Because he was told to go out by his wife. Abian also went out and waited in front of the door while pacing back and forth with great anxiety, fearing his wife for nothing.

After a few minutes, Ajeng came out with a very happy face.

Abian looked at him in astonishment. "Mas, close your eyes." said Ajeng.

"Closed-eye? What's for?" ask the husband.

"Udah just follow! I have something for you." Ajeng smiled sweetly.

"Ahh well." Abian's eyes closed tightly.

"Now open." said Ajeng. While issuing a test and then shown directly in front of her husband's face.

Abian's eyes began to open slowly. Then he looked at the tool he had taken.

"What does this two-line mean you're pregnant?" abian asked smiling haru. And Ajeng nodded his head.

"You pregnant, baby? I'm gonna be a father? Masyaallah.." immediately Abian embraced the wife with a happy hue that could not be described.

His heart was so happy. Praise be to him not to forget he addressed the Almighty. Because of what he wanted all this time, God finally granted it too.

"Tomorrow I will announce your pregnancy, at our wedding." whispered as he kissed the wife's cheek.