The Love Never Loses
Chapter 77 Love is Lost?

Mama Denny sat pensively, recalling her conversation with Hanna. Mr. Jung watched from the corner of his eye, guessing the problem that became the burden of the mind. Mr. Jung came over.

“Mistress, what happened? Anything I have to do?” Asked the middle-aged man to see that Denny's mother was still in a daydream.

“Jung, where is he now? How is he doing?” Questions hanging on Denny's mom's head.

“Mistress, I've been trying to find her, but it hasn't worked. Chances are he changed identities, so his tracks are hard to trace.” Obviously Mr. Jung, understand the direction of Mama Denny's conversation.

“Maybe Hanna know of her whereabouts?” Mama Denny suspects that Hanna is still keeping secrets.

“Alright, I'll try to trace from Miss Hanna's phone number. If they're related, chances are we can find them.” Mr. Jung grabbed the phone from his pocket, and was heard talking to a person across the street.

In the study, Iqbal leaned back on the sofa waiting for Denny to arrive.

“Cklek,” heard the door open, Denny stepped in and a smile streaked across his lips staring at Iqbal.

“How is Hanna doing?” Iqbal is worried about Hanna, seeing that a nurse must take care of her.

“He had leukemia, all this time keeping it a secret from us. I'm so guilty, not realizing in the slightest.” Denny landed the body on the sofa by releasing a rough breath.

“What? But she is pregnant, how could a leukaemia sufferer be pregnant, it will make her condition worse.” Iqbal's eyes grew bigger, he could not believe the words he had just heard.

“It's reality. The greater the gestational age, Hanna's condition will be threatened and also the baby. It can happen at any time, in an unexpected time. I'll try to save both.” Denny looked far ahead.

“Not better, she is in the hospital, doctors can watch her at any time,” Iqbal prefer, Hanna is hospitalized.

“I want to give you comfort. He was depressed being in the hospital. Aaron sent the nurse to look after and report her condition.” Denny Clear.

“I'm sure you've considered all.” Iqbal.

“We've already discussed Hanna's problem. How's your job, shouldn't you be back tomorrow?” Denny turned his gaze to Iqbal's face.

“All is in order, we are just waiting for a visit in return for approval. I've sent the agreement file to your email.” Iqbal managed to convince foreign investors to cooperate in opening a branch of the company.

Denny grabbed the phone and his gaze focused onto the screen.

“Good,” heard Denny satisfied after seeing the work of his best friend.

“Thank you,” reply Iqbal, get Denny's praise.

“There's more you want to say?” Denny asked, his gaze still not switched from the phone screen.

“Nothing, everything is already in the report,” said Iqbal leaned body and closed both eyes.

“Are you sure?” Denny asked, glancing at Iqbal from the corner of his eye.

“Why, has anyone missed in that report?” Iqbal stared at the ceiling of the room, turning his brain to recall the report that had been sent.

“Cling, Cling, Cling,” sounds the rhythm of incoming messages on Iqbal phone.

Iqbal grabbed the phone from inside his pocket and his finger touched the screen. Instantly his eyes enlarged and scratched his head that did not feel itchy.

“You spied on me?” Iqbal's wry smile looked at Denny.

“No need to do it I trust you. Someone sent me those pictures. Your outrageousness, what to publicly kiss her?” Denny turned his gaze to look at Iqbal.

“That girl, made my patience disappear. Whether what demons have possessed me,” Iqbal tried to make excuses to justify his actions.

“Satan said? Ancient reasons. You were attracted to him, until you lost your mind. I also experienced that, when I was with Beautiful. The world belongs to both of us. Back then, I wanted to do anything , in order to be with her.” The shadow of the beautiful shared memories flashed through the mind

Denny.

“Yes, I'm interested in the girl. I told you she'd be mine.” Iqbal.

“Ha...,Ha.., Ha...., don't brag pal.” Denny laughed and fell silent at the same time.

“What do you mean?” Iqbal did not understand Denny's words.

“I also once said that to Indah, she will be mine. But, the truth is you can see for yourself. God wills another.” Denny looked at Iqbal inside.

“It's okay buddy, confidence it's necessary. I support you and you deserve to be happy.” Denny patted Iqbal on the shoulder. She is also excited, her best friend begins to open up to women.

“Beautiful, who is he to Mr Denny? Where is he now? Does Miss Hanna know that Mr. Denny has another woman in his heart? What pity you madam, it turns out your husband is not as loyal as you imagine. Hem, such a man is easy to change heart, I will try to seize his heart,” Deli speaks for itself in the heart. He eavesdropped on the two men who were cool talking without realizing his presence behind the door.

Deli turned around, swinging a quick step dodging from the room. He did not want his existence known to people. Bik Surtik saw Deli walking from the direction of Denny's study. But he was not suspicious. His mind thinks that Deli just talked to Denny about Hanna's health problems.

“Can I see Hanna?” Iqbal wants to see Hanna, he has empathy for his best friend's wife.

“Don't now, he's on break. You also rest.” Denny got off the sofa and stepped outside the room followed by Iqbal's footsteps behind him.

Footsteps brought the two of them up on the terrace outside the house.

“I go home, and say my regards to Hanna,” said Iqbal pleading to return to his apartment.

“Ya, I'll tell you. Careful.” Reply Denny.

Iqbal stepped into the car. Slowly the car walked out of the yard and disappeared from view. Denny went back in and set foot into the room.

Inside the room, Hanna is seen talking to someone at the end of her phone. Clear water flowing down the cheeks.

“I don't know if I can survive. This body feels weaker.” Hanna.

“Don't talk like that, you can survive. Excitement, I pray for your health.” A woman's reply awakens Hanna's confidence.

“You, too good to me. I can't pay back what you've done. Will you come back after me …. Hanna could not finish her words.

“An, are you awake? Who do you talk to, Mama?” Denny's voice stopped Hanna's conversation with the phone still on in her hand.

“Please don't close, I want to hear his voice,” a pleading voice from the person across.

“Mas, where are you from? I'm awake, because you're not here,” Hanna said trying to deflect Denny's question.

“Iqbal has returned, I met him and he sends you greetings. He wanted to see you, but I forbade him because you were sleeping. Turns out you're awake and he just got home.” Denny throws a smile at Hanna's lethargic face.

“He must be worried knowing my current state,” Hanna stared far ahead.

“Do not think, you will recover because many people pray for your health,” said Denny comforted Hanna's grief.

“Mas, I want to ask you something?” Hanna looked at Denny inside.

“Hem, ask my wife, I will answer,” said Denny holding Hanna's left hand, while the other hand still holding the phone.

“If Beautiful is still alive, will you accept it?” Hanna tried to vent to express her heart.

“An, Beautiful is gone, let's not talk about that. I only think about you and our baby,” said Denny wanted to reassure her feelings for Hanna.

“Mas, I want to hear your answer,” Hanna is still waiting for an answer out of Denny's mouth.

Denny paused for a moment and looked into Hanna's eyes deeply.

“I won't take it,” Denny replied instantly.

“Why Mas, don't you love him so much?” Hanna asked with a feeling of sadness and guilt.

“He doesn't trust my love, I hate him. Even though he is still alive, I don't want to see, what else received him in my life.” Say Denny with teary eyes.

Hanna felt the vibration of the phone shut down. The feeling grew sadder, hearing Denny's words.

“An, please don't talk about the Beautiful issue anymore okay? Don't think about anything. Your question won't happen, Beautiful won't come back. So, you have to remove the name Beautiful from your memory.” Denny rubbed Hanna's head gently.

“Mas, is it that fast, the love in your heart is gone for him?” hanna asked with tears.

“An, don't hurt myself getting deeper,” Denny's inner whisper looked at Hanna trying to smile.

“My heart and thoughts are now your recovery,” Denny gently kissed Hanna's forehead.