Woman's Suit For Doctor
Remember Me, My Husband!

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TITLE: REMEMBER ME, MY HUSBAND!

author: Sky Column

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"Good day, Ma'am Maysha Hadikusuma, I'd like to inform you that our team is well informed of your husband's whereabouts."

The voice on the other end of the phone forced Maysha's eyeballs to melt the clear liquid. For three years he has been on a long quest. Her husband Arlan Alviano disappeared three years ago a few days after the wedding.

Arlan is a lawyer. He was missing in a train accident while investigating a case. Since then, no one has known of its existence. Many suspect that he died in the accident. However, Maysha believes her husband is still hdup, as long as he has not seen his body.

"Are you sure it's my husband?" she continued, trying to hold back the crying.

"We can't be sure yet. But her traits are very similar to your husband's. I'll send you data that might help you."

"Okay, thank you."

Shortly after the call is disconnected, a continuous message enters the phone. With trembling fingers, she opened a message in the form of several photos of a man who was very similar to her husband. In addition there is a complete address allegedly where the man lived.

"Mas Arlan, is this really you?"

Maysha could no longer contain the tears. Just by looking at the photo, she was already convinced that it was Arlan, because Maysha was very familiar with the shape of her husband's face and body even though his appearance was a little different.

There was one thing that became a question in Maysha's mind. If Arlan is still alive, why isn't he coming back soon? Why leave his wife alone for so long? At that time, their relationship was warm as newlyweds.

In the eyes of everyone Arlan was fierce, scary and cruel, especially if it was faced with the enemy.

But, in Maysha's eyes, Arlan was the perfect husband. Behind his possessive, jealous and mysterious demeanor, there was a gentle and loving figure.

In addition, for the sake of marrying Maysha, Arlan had to defy her parents, because Arlan's family did not approve of their relationship. Because Arlan's struggle in proving his love, so Maysha subdued and gave up all her heart without leaving the slightest space for others.

"I'll be right back for you. Remember, I always loved you!" arlan's last words before leaving.

At that time Maysha just waved her hand staring at the body of the train that was getting away until finally invisible again. Her heart felt heavy to take away her husband.

And finally Arlan's departure that day separated them for three years.

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The trip also felt very long, because he was very impatient to meet the man who allegedly was her husband.

And, here's Maysha now. He was standing in front of a minimalist house. For a moment he glanced at the cellphone and opened a message containing the address that had been sent to him, to make sure there was no wrong address.

Maysha felt her chest rumble at every step towards the door. Hoping that his wait will pay off with the discovery of Arlan, and he can continue his life happily with the husband he loves. With a shaking hand, Maysha pressed the bell button and waited for a while.

Door open! Followed by the appearance of a man standing firmly in the doorway.

For a while time seemed to be at a standstill for Maysha, her body frozen, her eyes watering. He could hardly believe what he was seeing now.

Although her appearance was much different, Maysha was sure that the man before her was indeed Arlan. She could recognize every perfect sculpture on her husband's face. Strict facial lines, thin lips, sharp nose and sharp eyes.

"Mas Arlan, is this really you?"

Slowly his feet moved forward. His hands were about to touch the man's face. Unable to resist the longing any longer, Maysha directly rammed her body into that body figure. Hugged it tightly. Sobs began to sound.

"Why don't you go home? Did you know I've been looking for you for a long time, Mom?"

Instead of welcoming or just returning a hug, Arlan instead pushed Maysha until her body took a few steps back. The man looked questioningly and looked confused. It was as if the woman before him was a stranger.

"Sorry, who are you?"

Maysha jerks. Suddenly his body felt cramped. "Mas Arlan, I'm Maysha .. wife—"

Maysha's words immediately hang because of the appearance of a woman from inside the house. Her heart rumbled as the woman slipped spoiled in her husband's arms, and was greeted by Arlan wrapping his hands around his waist in a friendly manner.

"Darling, who's coming?" While watching the woman look all covered with a hijab covering the head.

"Don't know. Do you know?" reply Arlan.

Maysha stared at Arlan and the woman next to her in turn. Question marks hit his mind in a row.

"Why does this woman call my husband dear?"

"And why do they look so friendly?"

Maysha's gaze brushed the woman's body from head to toe. As an obstetrician, Maysha can see that the woman in front of her is pregnant even though her stomach still looks flat.

"Mas Arlan, who is he?" In doubt, Maysha ventured to ask.

A pair of Arlan's thick eyebrows intertwined together to form an arrow bow. He is getting confused.

"I'm sorry, why did you call me Arlan? I'm Devan. Oh yes, and this is Laura, my wife." The painful answer was like a lightning strike to Maysha, which made her whole body tremble.

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