The Incomplete Love
The Test of Love

Hanna POV

Thoriq Aditya's.

That's the name that's always been etched in my heart. His age was far away from me but did not hold my heart to always catch him.

I knew him from childhood, but the arrow of love pierced my heart when I sat on the Junior High. Thoriq himself went to college. His face was unusually handsome, his eyes soft, his chin split, his smile really made my heart tremble.

Thoriq never noticed me, probably because I was a child to him. Going to Jakarta, I look forward to the time when Mas Thoriq returned home.

I often steal glances at him. In my mind, it was often imagined that Mas Thoriq was also secretly putting his heart on me.

Mom knows how I feel. He often mocked even had time to say that if I was an adult and Mas Thoriq was not married, then they would ask Grandpa and Grandma to match him with me.

From that moment on, I no longer considered Mas Thoriq as a idol, but as a future husband.

Year after year my desire grew stronger, especially after Mas Thoriq graduated from college and work, he increasingly looked authoritative.

My father died a long time ago, so I always expected someone who could protect me.

My heart was broken when Mas Thoriq returned home with a wife. They both seem to love each other. Mas Thoriq always looked at the woman named Qiara with affection. Likewise with the woman who always looked at Mas Thoriq with an adoring look.

Qiara Anjani, the woman to be edited by Mas Thoriq. I don't think she's prettier than me being a flower in this village. I think my face and body are more attractive than him. Why did Thoriq choose him?

Their wedding day was the hardest day for me. I saw my future husband at the peak of his happiness with his woman. I should be the one in the guarantee, not the woman named Qiara.

Mas Thoriq introduced Qiara to me. At first glance, because indeed all this time Mas Thoriq did not know me too well. Only occasionally to say hello. I am the one with the highest hopes.

When Mom was sick, she left me to Grandpa and Grandma. They begged Mas Thoriq to marry me. Maybe this is called a soul mate. I know my beloved man loves his wife very much. But I love him.

Grandpa and Grandma continued to plead until Mas Thoriq agreed. I know Mas Thoriq didn't want this wedding. Let me, most importantly, be his wife first. Several times he mentioned the name Qiara Anjani when Ijab kabul. At last, my name was the one that came out of his lips. Thoriq, now I am lawful to you.

The sense of loss because my mother died shortly after we were married was replaced by my desire to make my Mas Thoriq a person. Slowly, I will replace Qiara in Mas Thoriq's heart.

That's what I read in romantic novels. Most importantly, I had to make her touch me and I had to carry her child.

I gave the herbs mixed with stimulants because obviously Mas Thoriq did not want to touch me.

Until that night even though the man I loved repeatedly called out the name Qiara, I gave my honor to him.

I cried happily because now we are united.

Returning home to Jakarta, I had to swallow a bitter pill when Mas Thoriq left me in the living room. I know he made love to Qiara. My heart's ripped. But my desire is getting stronger. I have to get rid of Qiara.

I had to be patient, even though Mas Thoriq only touched me if I gave him stimulants, even though every close to me he seemed to suffer. Although I have to share my husband with Qiara. I'm staying patient.

I fixed my bed game. I am still young, but this is my superiority. Every Mas Thoriq in Qiara's house I watch videos to know how to satisfy men. How to seduce him and make him feel the wisest heaven of the world.

On my honeymoon, I applied my self-taught science and succeeded! Thoriq started to open himself up. The pleasure I gave finally brought the man to his knees and tirelessly asked for it continuously. I sincerely gave him everything he wanted. Those days I made Mas Thoriq forget about a woman named Qiara.

Happiness increased when I finally got pregnant. Thoriq was unexpectedly very happy. I treated him with love and affection. My wish of having a whole family with Mas Thoriq was little more accomplished. There was only one obstacle: Qiara.

I have such a plan. I don't care anymore that we are fellow women who shouldn't hurt each other. Bodo! I will be happy with Mas Thoriq and our son.

That night I made Mas Thoriq hate Qiara. I can't believe he hit his first wife so many times. Although I couldn't bear to see Qiara whimpering in pain, I didn't know if she was just pretending like me. I set the record straight for my intention to capture Mas Thoriq completely.

Some days Mas Thoriq took care of me with affection. He really spoils me. Repeatedly kissing the stomach where our fetus grows.

Her gentle look is now mine. His sturdy body now warms me every night without me having to beg. Some days I didn't see him care about Qiara. My baby and I are the most important thing to him.

I've never been that happy. Feel the love of a man who has been married since adolescence.

When Mas Thoriq met Qiara I hoped that she would not accept my pregnancy until Mas Thoriq divorced her. It turned out that better things happened; the woman left Mas Thoriq. Unfortunately, by leaving evidence that night I was just playing a show.

It turns out my struggle is still long. Thoriq lived like a zombie. Every day I know he's out there looking for Qiara. I heard the name Qiara mentioned in his prayers after the prayers. Their divorce was the best thing after my pregnancy.

I used a fetus in my womb to keep Mas Thoriq by my side. Asking for my right as a woman who is pregnant with her baby. Mas Thoriq always gave his duty even though I knew he had to. Let me be sure for a long time that he will also melt. Moreover, there is no more Qiara among us.

The legacy money from both my parents used to buy a house and a luxury car. I want to spoil Mas Thoriq. Every night, I ask for an inner ration as a wife. I gave her pleasure for the sake of enjoyment. Kumanjakan.

I want him to forget about Qiara and make me his woman. It was almost desperate when Mas Thoriq chose a different room in our new home. Let it be, I will keep fighting to get her love.

My heart was a little amused at having new friends in the complex. I started to follow their style until I got into the socialite association circuit. With the face and the money I have, it's not hard to be a part of them.

I started to be active on social media. Choosing to get married at a young age, get pregnant, have a handsome husband, abundant treasures, make me the former village flower, become a selebgram.

Now I have friends, Diana and Bella. We are called the triad. Our content is always trending.

Thoriq doesn't like it when our lives are on social media. But I was at the peak of fame, it was hard to suddenly stop.

Slowly but surely I took off my veil. I follow the latest fashion that more displays the body. Again my youth brought me good luck. My pregnancy did not make my body stretch. Many people are jealous of my appearance.

Thoriq reminded me again. I assume he's jealous, but I don't want to lose friends and fame. Until finally Mas Thoriq can only shake his head to see my behavior.

Aira born. Yes Aira, if I can, I want to change her name because it is too close to the name Qiara. Why is it that after my struggle, that woman still has the love of Mas Thoriq?

I was the one who was carrying her child. I'm the one who's risking my life. I kept on holding on to his cold attitude.

This heart grew even more disappointed when Mas Thoriq even more lavished Aira with attention and only occasionally checked my condition. Unexpectedly, the baby I was hoping would make Mas Thoriq love me instead became a competitor.

Thoriq played with Aira more often. After work, on holidays. Even Aira often slept in her room. Aira also seemed comfortable with her father. He cried all day and stopped after his father came home and carried him.

I avoided giving ASI to Aira. Many of my friends regret breastfeeding their children for making breasts come down. I followed their advice.

Thoriq was very disappointed with my decision. But this is my body, my decision. Anyway I picked the best formula milk for Aira.

A few months of giving birth I was busy creating content. My body has not changed much plus the cute and adorable Aira is often trending on social media.

I deliberately showed Mas Thoriq how many likes I got. I want him to feel proud and grateful to have a beautiful wife and child.

Not infrequently I get DM from men who want to meet young people like me. Again I showed Mas Thoriq that he was jealous.

Thoriq just glanced at me and reminded me to be careful. He was busy playing with Aira. Surprised, although still a baby, but Aira can chuckle if joking with Mas Thoriq. Similarly, Mas Thoriq's attitude is immediately warm when he is with Aira.

Surprisingly the father-son duo stiffened up as soon as I was among them.

Aira is now a hindrance to me. Thoriq used to make him the reason for every time I asked him to fuck. Is this the home life? A wife who always begs for the love and attention of her husband?

To unwind, I went to Bandung with Diana and Bella. I put Aira in Miss Darsih the senior nanny I hired.

Unexpectedly, Mas Thoriq found that Bu Darsih was giving Aira a calm medicine. I was afraid, afraid that Mas Thoriq would become more hostile towards me.

As long as Mas Thoriq takes care of Aira in the hospital, I make sure that Ms. Darsih is taken to the police station to account for her actions. I took care of everything, until the middle-aged woman had to curl up behind bars from that night.

Thoriq was waiting for me to arrive home. We argued. I took out all the uneg-uneg that I've been harboring all this time. I want my husband to know that I love him so much. Me!

Husband's silent. Feels satisfied. I hope he realizes and not just apologizes for not being able to love me. I want him to love me!

Just a split second, the gallant man suddenly collapsed.

Now here I am, looking at the handsome and dashing butterfly, the man whose love I love.

At the age of 31, Thoriq suffered a stroke. His left side is paralyzed. It is difficult to eat and talk.

I often cried seeing the physical changes of Mas Thoriq. His handsome body was now old, his handsome face now looked old. He had to eat with a hose. I had to hire a male care giver to take care of Mas Thoriq.

Thoriq could not respond to my call, only occasionally when he saw Aira, I saw tears in the corner of his eyes.

The company where Mas Thoriq worked was forced to PHK. The bad luck has not stopped. The investment I made in my friend's housing turned out to be badong. He ran away with fifteen billion more money.

I had to lay off ART and the driver in order to maintain the care giver and baby sitter for Aira because my severance pay and my parents' legacy were dwindling. Plus the drugs and therapies Mas Thoriq enough to suck the cost.

Diana and Bella told me to accept endorsements for income. I started to get thrown out of the socialite ring. Grandpa and Grandma proposed me to move to the village, but I refused.

Two years ago, Thoriq could only lie down or sit in a wheelchair. I felt a great mental fatigue. Plus Aira who has acute asthma. It almost broke this head.

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