The Love Never Loses
Chapter 101 What's wrong with you?

Denny was still standing glued staring fixed on the face of the little boy seemed obstructed medical objects attached to accompany a deep sleep. There was no sense of clear fluid flowing down the cheeks, representing sadness.

Jesika held back a step, as she looked at Denny, the father of her son, trying to hide him. But it's not anymore, it's all known it's not a secret to keep. During this time, life borrowed the kindness of Hendrik attached identity in a family card so that law and social environment are validly accepted. Legal status is disguised, only he, Hendrik and tente Ira the shelter protectors know.

Denny only knows his son and nothing more. Jesika must be able to survive to keep the others a secret if she wants to survive the influence of Mama Denny.

“Let me meet him alone,” Jesika is indeed Hendrik's arm and stares into the black bead.

“Alright, I'll wait for you here. Meet him, if you need help, call me,” Hendrik draws a smile.

Jesika retraced his steps slowly and stood side by side with the man whose name still shook his soul when spoken on his lips.

“Now we know, all the truth. Yeah, I'm still alive with having a son, and leaving the mas out of my own free will. We live happily without the need for a presence. He's your son, his name is Saka Bismantara. He's a smart and brave boy, rarely smiling like you. Also, I rarely cry, even I forget the last time I saw her cry. He has a more mature mind than his age. He was more often a friend than a spoiled little boy. I'm so grateful to have and don't want to lose.”

Denny hears and digests one by one the flowing sentences of the beloved girl. The voice, face and body he so longed for, wanted to be embraced but could not do. The beloved girl is not obedient as she is familiar. Now, the girl is more mature, tough and brave. He knows that faults in oneself cannot protect a loved one. No matter how hard he tries, he will get hurt. But he, Denny Prasetyo will never give up. Once you want something, you will try to get.

“I told you, no need to hear anything. The words of a liar are unbelievable. I just believe what you said about my son. Next, wait for the moment to replace all the lies you've done for me and my son,” Denny clasped his hands firmly, moving all the resentment in his grasp.

“Why do you still hurt me, is not enough sorrow I feel Beautiful?” Denny looked at the face of the girl in front of him, had long not felt close to his girl. Hearts of joy, sadness, and wounds mixed into one.

“What do you want to do, not enough of all this? In fact, I don't want a mas, if I want it back long after Hanna's gone. I live happily with my husband and son. We each have our own lives. So get out of our lives, please?” Jesika sat down and wept as she joined her two hands pleading before Denny.

“You, what are you doing?” Denny was surprised and tried to grab the body of Beautiful.

“Do not touch him,” Hendrik moves step forward quickly and pulls Jesika's body up.

“You,” Denny pulled the collar of Hendrik's shirt and unleashed a powerful punch on the cheek. Hendrik fell to the floor.

“It's enough, stop.” Jesika subconsciously hugged Denny's strong body, trying to ease the anger when the man's hand wanted to grab Hendrik's body .

Denny is glued, stiff body receives the embrace of pujaan girl. The chest feels a breath, the skin is stung by a strong touch and the heart is suddenly slowly beating, there is calm there, a longing that is avenged. Denny did not return the hug, his arms wide open only closing both eyes.

“You are aware of what you are doing right now? Come hugging me, any woman can hug this strong, other than for her husband. Are you sure that man is your husband?”Denny drew a smile on his upper lip.

Jesika was startled, and rushed off to release a hug. His eyes were rounded wide aware of the error.

“I doubt every word out of your lips, you live too long in a lie to be unable to distinguish the truth from the heart,” Denny still wears a smile, stepping back and forth, turning and walking away.

Jesika can only be transfixed to accompany Denny's departure.

“Jes, what's wrong with you? Did he say anything hurtful?” Hendrik approached Jesika while fingering the cheek that was still sore.

“What's wrong with you? Why are you hugging him? His face was overjoyed to receive your embrace,” Hendrik spoke inwardly staring in Jesika.

“Ti-no, I'm not pa-pa. You how? What hurts? Come on, let's treat your wounds,” Jesika looked at Hendrik with nervousness.

“No need, the punch was nothing, I'm good.” Hendrik smiled trying to heal the pain, especially something slashing in there.

Denny was seen talking to someone on the phone.

“Bal, have you reached the hotel?” ask Denny.

Denny asks to take Dania back to the hotel. Iqbal agrees, then manages to persuade Dania to come along. Before leaving do not forget to give up Denny's phone left at the hotel.

“No, I just want to hear your voice,” said Denny with a smile still strewn across his lips. There was a glimmer of light in the dark recesses of his heart. He could not uncover the taste with a strand of words.

“That's fast you missed? This has never happened in our friendship as I remember it. Did something happen there? You all right? Your son did something happen?” Iqbal folded his forehead guessing things happened with Denny.

“You, save that smart brain of yours. There are many other important things to think about. How's Dania, did she trouble you on the way?” Denny still doesn't want to close the phone.

“No, he fell asleep in the car. I'll send someone to bring you your clothes,”

“Alright, I wait. Bal.., Denny did not continue with the words, the feeling was still not calm.

“Den, are you sure good?” Iqbal doubted Denny's sudden silence.

“Already, you won't understand,” Denny sounded snorting across.

“Yes obviously I don't understand, if you don't tell,” replied Iqbal annoyed with Denny's mysterious attitude.

“Do not think. Tut-Tut-Tut,” conversation unilaterally interrupted by Denny.

“As for you, your nature is still difficult to guess,” grumbled Iqbal poking the phone in his pants pocket while stepping carrying Dania in a sling.

“Drekk-drekk-drekk,” phone Iqbal back reads.

“Does he still want to hear my voice?” Iqbal muttered again reaching for the phone from his pants pocket.

WIFE posts appear on mobile screen.

“Hallo, dear,” greet Iqbal heard answer the call.

“Mas, where now? Why don't you tell me that the Japanese are following Mr. Denny.

Yanti's voice was heard biting Iqbal's ear, slowly he gave distance to the mobile phone. Although Iqbal is the boss' husband and best friend, Yanti still respectfully does not change Mr.'s greeting to Denny.

“Honey, sorry. It's a sudden task, I don't want you to worry, what else you are pregnant ,” Iqbal imagine his wife's mood is unstable during pregnancy.

“If you don't want me to worry, you have to be honest. Good thing the secretary spoke, thanks to my threat.

“What, just wait will be fired him after I go home,” grumbled Iqbal.

“Don't mas, I force it,” said Yanti with a tone starting to decline.

“Can't, I will.. Iqbal could not continue the words.

“Mas, don't do that, I was wrong. Forgive him, I will not repeat again,” Yanti's voice has gotten soft and seduced.

Iqbal smiled amusedly imagining his wife's cute behavior. Actually, he gave permission before leaving for Japan. She knew Yanti would come to see the secretary and ask her where she was going. He could not say goodbye to Yanti coming home, just giving a short message there is a job abroad.