Womb of Rebutant
Dilla's Confession

After the debate that night, the two men now more often to Arta's house. Arta can't ban it.

Because it has become their agreement with Risma. As long as Risma has not given birth to the twins, the two men will continue to visit Arta's residence.

Arta can't ban it. He can only surrender. Although often Risma and Yanti are upset to see the two come and seek the attention of Rsma, but Risma still can not do anything.

Dilla who saw the honey became upset half to death because the two men she knew so well, laughed out loud.

He always laughed out loud to see Risma who always had a sour face to the two. But the two men don't care.

It has become a habit of both of them like that. Dilla knows that. Staying at Risma and Arta's house always makes Dilla happy for the rest of her life.

Yes, the doctor has convicted Dilla with the disease. It will not survive with this malignant disease. Dilla could only resign.

Before she actually left, she wanted to leave the best impression for Arta and Risma as Arta's wife and also Risma's honey.

He always makes Risma upset until Risma sulks at him which leads Arta to get angry at him.

When Yanti asked what her goal was, Dilla simply replied,

"I want to leave impressions and memories for my good husband and my husband. For the rest of my life, I want to be happy. Seeing both of them happy I am happy.."

"Certainly? Don't you have the slightest taste towards your husband? Sorry about Dilla. I intentionally asked like this. For I see in your eyes the radiance of love for Arta. Is that true?"

Dilla smiled sweetly. So sweet. He nodded. "I wouldn't be a hypocrite if I'd been in love with her. I fell in love with him not because of his looks and wealth. I admit Arta is very handsome. Beyond the man I've been walking with. But I fell in love with him because of his always meek deeds and words towards me and also Risma. I know it's too late. But this is not wrong, right? That I love my own husband??"

"If you knew that Arta didn't love you? Sorry Dilla." Yanti said feeling bad when she saw Dilla's face suddenly sad.

"It's not what Yanti. For me, just being able to stay with them is enough for me. I will not demand my rights from him. Because I'm self-conscious if I'm who and very inappropriate with him. But I am grateful to be able to marry a man as gentle and as good as Mas Arta in treating women. I'm lucky to be his wife. It was even very lucky, Yanti. More than it looks." Dilla replied which made the two people behind the pillar stunned as well as moved.

It turns out that both good deeds bore fruit for Dilla.

Risma shed her tears. The two of them had just returned from the hospital to check on Risma's pregnancy, which had entered four months. The plan is they will hold a tasyakkuran event for Risma's pregnancy. All of this was prepared by both of them. Including Dilla in her.

"It turns out that Dilla's changed a lot, hasn't Bang?"

Arta nodded, "Yes. My brother was happy to see it. Means the teaching that we have been giving is well received by him."

"Honest Bang. Is as long as Dilla's brother here not there is love for him even if only a little?" ask Risma to Arta.

Arta was stunned by Risma's question. Yanti and Dilla who had finished cooking wanted to put the food on the dining table. But his second leg stopped when he heard the words of the two.

"Honest Bang. From your deepest heart!" ask Risma again.

Arta looked at Risma intently. He turned to Yanti and Dilla who were now glued there while looking at the two.

Arta smile. He waved his hand at Dilla. "Dil's Camp!"

The deg!

Vibrating Dilla's heart. He smiled gently at Arta. Risma looked at Dilla. He also smiled.

"Sit Mbak. There is a very serious language for us to discuss. And this is about you!" added Risma who was faced back by Dilla with confusion.

"Sit down first. You are also Yanti. You will be the witness of every utterance of the three of us."

"certainly Mr. With pleasure!" reply Yanti immediately sat down .

"Tell me honestly, Dilla. As long as you stay here what do you feel for me and Risma?" Arta asked as she held Dilla's delicate hand.

Dilla's eyes glazed over. He lowered.

"Jawab only Ma'am. We want to hear it directly from your mouth. Is it during your stay together in this house that there is no love that rests in your heart for Bang Arta??" tanya Risma suppressed the tightness in the chest when she saw Arta staring fixedly at Dilla.

Dilla sobbing. "Sorry Ris.. I can't help my liking for your husband. I love him and have fallen in love with him for his actions and his attitude towards me. Sorry Ris.. Sorry, arta. I-i'm sorry! Hicks.."

Grep's!

The deg!

It feels like a crept in Risma's chest when she saw her love hugging another wife. He forced a sweet smile on both of them. He smiled with a gaping wound on his chest.

Lies if Risma is not sick. Let alone to see the two embrace. Seeing Arta staring fixedly at Dilla alone had torn his heart and heart.

"Sorry.. Hix.. I'm sorry.hiks.." sobs Dilla again.

Arta did not answer. He could only gently stroke Dilla's body to calm her down.

Arta broke her embrace from Dilla's body and looked at her with the same shady look as at Risma.

Again and again Risma tried to hold him back. He smiled seeing both of them. Even though the taste is torn into two parts.

Arta wiped Dilla's tears. "Nothing to forgive. We don't know who our hearts are anchored to. You are not wrong if you love your husband. There's nothing wrong with that. I'm even happy if you've gotten better." Said Arta who was possessed by Risma.

"Dilla.. Maybe this will hurt for you. But I have to be honest with you. Excuse me.. If I can't repay your love. But I can love you just as much as I love my sister. I cannot move to another heart. You know that, right?"

Dilla nodded quickly and smiled sweetly at Arta and Risma. "I won't ask you to love me as much as you love Risma. I just wanted to ask.."

Dilla let out a tight breath. "In the rest of my life that is not long, allow me to serve you as your wife. Not in a husband and wife relationship. I just want to be likened to Risma. You consider Risma my wife too. I'm not demanding anything. To me. Staying home and being able to love you is enough for me for the rest of my life. Can you, can't you? Ris?"

The two people smiled and nodded.

"Alhamdulillah.. Thank you Arta. Forgive your honey this is Risma.. I'm sorry.." she said while holding the hand of Risma who was reciprocated by the arms of Risma and Arta on the thin body of Dilla.

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Hix.. Nyesek!

Be honest! Othor himself does not want to be in honey. Where willing othor husband othor divided with other women?

But this story othor lift a little from the real story so you can take his silver.

For those of you who are already in honey, may Allah stretch out your chest, given patience and wisdom in living it. 😭😭