The Crack of a Heart
I'll Prove

After Amora was taken away by a mental hospital nurse. Now both Danish and Rinto can breathe a sigh of relief. One pest they were able to get rid of.

Luckily the Danish confidant immediately found accurate information. So the evidence he received was able to become a weapon to destroy Amora and also her father.

"Sir, Ma'am .. I'm sorry, then" said Rinto, looking down, then left the Danish office.

Meanwhile, Arifa who had been silent since then suddenly let out a long sigh. He walked to the sofa and sat there.

Danish glanced at his wife and sat down together on the sofa. "What's still in your heart, baby? ask him carefully.

"I just thought, if I gave you a second chance .. wouldn't I be disappointed again?" said Arifa then men des ah slowly.

Danish also just realized, at the age of Arifa who just turned nineteen years old, has not been able to fully think mature. Even what they were discussing was not Arifa's logic, but her feelings.

"Darling ... " Danish approached himself sitting next to his wife with no distance between them. "Would you excuse me and give me a chance to right my wrongs from yesterday? I won't mean you have to accept this moment. Because I know, feelings can't be changed like it's easy to turn a palm."

"That's you know," replied Arifa and leaned her body. "Unless you're actually cheating on me ... I'm sorry good bye."

"So you're sorry I love you?" ask Danish with full Hope. His eyes instantly sparkled.

"Yes, I'm sorry about you from yesterday too, but not to forget. Because yesterday's incident really traumatized me," replied Arifa with a suddenly moody face.

"Here I want to hug you," pinta Danish as she spread out her hands. Arifa nodded and hugged her husband. Although it still feels foreign, but the woman tried to get out of her dark zone.

"Where are you going, baby?" asked Danish who was still hugging his wife. Arifa looked up at her husband.

"To the hospital, today is my wound control. If the result is good, can immediately remove the bandage," replied Arifa, she smiled when she saw her husband also smiled.

"I'll take ya!" danish excitedly.

"You sure?" asked Arifa a little doubtful.

"Sure dong!" danish said again.

"Well, come on!" invite Arifa who then both of them move from the sofa.

Arifa tidied up her husband's clothes. I miss every morning choosing and pairing a tie for her husband. Danish who saw Arifa's behavior showed her smile again.

Slowly the man lifted his wife's chin. The two eyes meet each other. Danish advanced her face, towards the favorite place that also made her so opiate.

Arifa's eyes instantly closed as Danish's lips gently touched her slightly open lips. Danish started it. Pecking, sweeping, and more deeply feel the pleasure after a long holiday.

A few minutes later, Danish stopped him. The man realized that Arifa was not yet the time to be dicum bui. Although there are parts that have been tense, still Danish should be able to hold it until the time comes.

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The car that Danish was driving stopped for a while at a junk food restaurant to comply with Arifa's wishes before going to the hospital. With pleasure, for the sake of the relationship the two improved again whatever Danish will do so that Arifa is happy.

"Is there anything else to order, dear?" danish asked as he pulled his wallet out of his pants pocket.

Arifa shook her head, sure that there was nothing she wanted anymore.

"Well, the order is awaited, yes" said the cashier while receiving Danish black cards.

After swiping and successful, the purchase receipt came out and the card was given back to the owner. Danish and Arifa then went to the waiting chair which was not far from the cashier.

A moment later, the views of the two were fixed on a special children's playground that had been provided by the restaurant. The eyes of the sad also appeared on the couple's husband and wife.

"Can I get pregnant again?" ask Arifa spontaneously. Danish who heard that turned to his wife.

"Why not? I can make you pregnant again!" the man was so excited.

Arifa frowned while looking at the Danish sitting next to her.

"Why is his face like that?" danish asked then scratched his non-itchy head.

"It's okay."

"On behalf of Danish?" ask the cashier to make sure.

"Yes," Danish replied while researching and recalling the order previously ordered by her.

Once appropriate, the Danish brought food and drinks to Arifa.

"Yuk Baby! we'll eat in the car, "take Danish and get a nod of his head from his wife. Both of them went out of the restaurant to the parking lot.

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Upon arrival at the hospital, Danish takes care of the administration for Arifa first. The administration process did not take long. Just a few minutes and done.

"Mrs Arifa!" greeting someone who suddenly held Arifa's arm, made the owner surprised.

"Suster!" arifa then hugged the nurse who accompanied her yesterday while in the hospital.

Then the nurse saw Danish standing next to Arifa. A smile was shown by the nurse. Her heart was a little relieved because Arifa's husband was willing to accept the reality.

"Sir" he looked down respectfully.

"Sus, I went to the doctor first. Want to check the condition of the bandage," said Arifa, saying goodbye from the front of the nurse.

"Yes, please, madam, may the wound be dry."

"Aamiin Sus, let's go."

Danish grabbed Arifa's hand and then grabbed it. It seemed that the flowers in the garden of the woman's heart began to grow back after dying in the pest of disappointment.

Not long after, the two entered the gynecologist room yesterday had operated and treated during Arifa in this hospital.

"Let's just fall on the bed" said the doctor who then moved from his seat.

Arifa who assisted Danish to lay her body on the mattress that has been provided. The nurse who helped the doctor was preparing various kinds of needs to remove the bandage.

"How is it that Mrs during her time at home there are complaints in the abdominal area?" ask the doctor who started to help Arifa lift the dress she was wearing with her legs up to the thigh covered by a white blanket.

"There's no Doc. The road is light too. The pain continues to decrease as well" replied Arifa who sometimes grimaces when the doctor presses on the area near the seams.

"Yes, this is good. The condition of his stomach is also not hard and there are no clots. Ayuk Sus," said the doctor, calling the nurse to immediately put the equipment near Arifa lying down.

The doctor opened the bandage slowly and then breathed a sigh of relief because the results were very satisfying. Just looks line and does not stand out. Arifa was back in therapy for right and left tilts, terngkurap until lying down and sitting.

Arifa looked ordinary, in contrast to Danish who occasionally grimaced as if she was the one who felt pain in the wound. After seeing no complaints whatsoever, the bandage was officially opened with a note not to move too much first.

After a long consultation, Arifa and Danish came out of the doctor's room and went home without a prescription from a doctor because it was declared cured and healthy.

On the way to the parking lot, Arifa's phone rang. He immediately pulled out his phone in the bag he was wearing. Farhan's name is on the lighted screen.

"Try to lift up darling, who knows it is important," proposed Danish who invited his wife to pull over for a moment to find a seat to receive a call.

"Hallo I from the police want to inform that the owner of this phone has an accident on the highway from the airport to the city of D. And he died on the spot."

Arifa's hands and lips were shaking. Then looked at Danish with tears that had fallen out of nowhere.

"What's the matter, honey?" ask Danish gently. Arifa had no power to answer. The woman gave her cell phone and hugged her husband tightly.

Danish took over the phone. "Hallo, what's up ?" tanyanya who was upset because she saw Arifa crying to the point.

Then the person who called from the police repeated it. Danish was shocked, it was appropriate for Arifa to cry bitterly like this.

After the phone closed, Danish sat next to Arifa, hugging to give his wife peace.

"Sister Farhan!!! " cried Arifa.

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