SWEETHEART
Leaving Lombok.

Hearing Dion's words that had just made Yumna startled and reflexively stared at her ring finger.

"Where was my wedding ring last night right here.?" He murmured in his heart.

"Well, if you're not ready to meet my parents, I'll cancel our meeting, but you'll have to make up for it on one condition" Dion bargained."What'sthat?" ask Yumna confused.

"Meet me out for a minute,"

"But__"

"Just for a moment my Princess, not long anyway, your boss is also coming"

"Boss? meaning,?" Dion smiled again.

"Did you forget after meeting me you forgot Vano,?" seloroh Dion tried to tease her.

"No, I didn't mean it like that just me__"

"Let's go and take Dion again to pause Yumna's sentence, with heavy steps Yumna was forced to follow Dion from behind.

"Why are you so long, are you going to make it like a statue of a mannequin sitting quietly waiting for you" Vano upset in his flat voice.

"I'm sorry we Mas Bro have made you wait a long time," chuckled Dion as soon as he saw the annoyance on Vano's face.

"You know for yourself that my princess wasn't easy to come by before I mentioned your name first, I was wondering why she was so scared of you?"

"I'm not afraid of him, I just want to appreciate and respect him it's already worth my duty and duty as an is__"

"Come fast, then,! we're leaving I'm hungry," Vano cut off Yumna's sentence, who seemed to be telling the truth about her status as Vano's wife.

"Well let's go now Dion said.

"You'd better get the car first and bring it here!" exclaim Vano to Dion.

"Okay, wait for me here, I'll bring the car here!" after Dion left Yumna looked at Vano with a questionable gaze.

"I know what you're thinking right now, you're gonna want to ask me where your ring is, right,? you don't worry about the ring being here, I picked it up last night because I think it'll be a lot better that way you'll easily get close to Dion. And don't you ever say your status in front of Dion! remember our marriage is only temporary at least after we split up I can still make you live with the rich so that you no longer feel poverty," said Vano again who made Yumna again inflamed.

"Enough is enough…! do you think I'll be happy you treat me like this? you think because I am poor I can be insulted at will, I am a wife you married to the Kabul Ijab and the sacred vows you have made, I know I'm not the woman you want me to be, but at least you cherish this marriage if you don't want it as well it's better now that we're apart, then, although I know a divorce is not the best way out, but when a husband has started to introduce his wife to other men, let alone not admit his marriage then the best way I go is you Mas, goodbye," Yumna left Vano alone with a sense of tightness already piled up on her chest. How could her husband casually tell her to be in a relationship with another man, whereas Vano could only see Yumna's departure without being able to do anything because he knew she was the one at fault.

"I'm sorry if I did this to you Yumna" Wanted it to stand up to stop Yumna's steps but all I could do right now was stare at the woman's departure with an unreadable look.

"Let's go," Dion asked as soon as he arrived in front of Vano.

"Why do you shut up where my Princess went,?" ask Dion back.

Instead of answering Dion's question, Vano chose to leave.

"Hey...Where are you going,? aren't you going, and where's my Princess,?" he shouted as he saw Vano turning away.

"Can you call her number?" said Vano slightly tightening his voice without turning around.

"Truly I don't have her number, would you like to share with me this poor one?"

Vano also mentioned Yumna's phone numbers one by one which Dion recorded in his phone contacts, and kept it with a name my Princess.

After that he left Dion who was still busy by calling Yumna number, but unfortunately the number always replied, The number you are going to is not active.

To make Dion even more furious, because the woman he loved was very difficult to approach, or conquered. he took the initiative to immediately find Yumna.

Meanwhile, Yumna who immediately left Lombok City has now arrived at Makassar Sultan Hasanuddin International Airport.

Luckily he still had savings and also he had the courage to go home alone when all this time Yumna never went out, even went far without people who are halal for him.

But either way maybe because of his annoyance he immediately chose to go to the airport to book a flight ticket to Makassar.

Although on the plane he continued to cry sobbing about what Vano did to him. After returning home he wanted to tell his parents the truth about his desire to separate from Vano.

Meanwhile, the night is getting late but Vano has not been able to fall asleep thinking about the woman who for several weeks accompanied her sleep even though there was no physical contact between them, But Yumna has proven to her that the woman is so sincere and patient to take care of her, even though she has several times this she tried to weaken her spirit with various ways to insult her. He even offered Yumna a number of times to demean her. But the woman remained patient and firm.

While being engrossed in thinking about Yumna, suddenly his salary rang.he immediately raised the incoming call.

"How did you find him, then,?" ask the person across the phone.

"What,? are you sure? well take care of my flight tonight as well I'll follow to makassar." He said immediately and then disconnected the phone when the person was investigating his order.

"Where's Yumna?" he asked an officer at Sultan Hasanuddin international airport, which he assigned to accommodate Yumna while he arrived in Makassar. Since he would not let Yumna go home on her own without her, what if her parents asked. Oh there's no way he'll answer if he's betrothed his wife to another man.

"Any plane is special for us because I'm going to Mamuju, west Sulawesi to deliver it" Vano said giving orders to his confidants.

"Good Boss done soon"

"And remember not to wake my wife! he was tired of doing something to get him on the plane without having to wake him up," said Vano again giving orders, which was taken back by his confidant.