You took away my crown, I Stole Your Heart.
Chapters. 37 Phrases of the Heart of Fatan

" Brother Fatan..! " said.

Sontak Fatan immediately looked over. His views met Mitha's. There was a clear crystal that loomed in those clear round eyes before then throwing that gaze down onto the wall of the room.

The neck of Fatan seems to be stuck. As much as Mitha hated him now, just looking at his face, Mitha seemed fed up and threw away her face, her heart was sad.

But not minded also Fatan moved towards Mitha. His resolve is round. He had to get an apology from Mitha at all costs.

Fatan grabbed Mitha's hand. However, Mitha quickly brushed aside and tried to incline away to the other side of the bed. He left the wound in his heart back open so that he could again feel the pain while swallowing Fatan's insults back then.

Mitha's eyes were closed by the pain and numbness that came together in her heart as well as the pain that returned to her stomach.

" Don't touch this cheap woman, brother. Later your holy hand became dirty. "his hissing withered while throwing his gaze away. Her tears had fallen back at this moment. Those tears could hide the deepest corner of his heart that held a longing on that cold face.

His heart was too early to be said to be healed from the pain that the man had inflicted upon him when he called himself a cheap woman. The words kept ringing in his ears. His heart felt an incredible pain.

" Mitha, I'm sorry. I really - really do not mean to say all that. ", said Fatan lirih. He also shed tears because of the great guilt. That's why he begged so hard for Mitha to forgive him. Right now, he really does - really feel really devastated. His heart was filled with regret.

In fact, Mitha could feel a sincerity radiating in Fatan's eyes. Yet he still wanted to see the extent of Fatan's efforts to change. He didn't want to get caught up in a feeling he would eventually regret.

Has Fatan really regretted and changed. Blame her for wishing there was only one marriage in her life. Did Fatan also have a desire for it.

" Once, brother. Go then..! I have forgiven my brother. But to come back, I don't think I can either. My sister's words the other day made me realize that if I didn't deserve to be with you. Let it be, I don't want to burden you with this responsibility either. From now on you are free to choose your own path. I absolved my sister of all responsibility for this pregnancy. " Mitha said further.

Fatan's heart seemed to be pierced by thousands of nails when he heard Mitha's words. He realized, his wife must still not be able to forget his very heartless and cruel words.

"I beg Mitha, forgive me. Believe me, I really did not mean to say a word that hurt your heart at that time.If you do not accept it, you can hit me. Hit me as much and as you please. I'm willing... I accept.." said Fatan while putting his hand on his chest. Mitha's tears were flowing. His chest up and down held sobs. So too with Fatan.

" I can withstand all the thousands of tortures and blows from you, but I can't bear it if you really hate me. I won't be able to hold on if you leave me. I can't stand to be away from you and our children. Please, you will forgive me. Forgive my pride and stupidity. Forgive all my mistakes." isak Fatan. He took out all the contents of his heart that he had long since been quiet.

Mitha wanted to stop her crying, but the tears just got more and more unable to stop flowing.

" I was really burning with emotion because I, I don't know, I was so angry when I heard Edo say he wanted to marry you after we got divorced. I'm sorry.I might have been jealous at the time. But know, I will never divorce you Paramitha Putri" said Edo.

The last words of Fatan were able to make Mitha close her mouth because she could not believe what she had just heard. How'this? Why did Fatan say that they would not divorce..? Did Fatan want to cancel the deal they had made first.

Does that mean Fatan has already started to love her.? Mitha did not find the answer.

Fatan looked at Mitha's face still leaning against the corner of the bed leaning against the wall. Tears still flowed down Mitha's white and smooth cheeks. It was tempting for Fatan to kiss and hug the tiny body into his arms.

Fatan finally could not take it anymore. He inched closer and sat down in front of Mitha. He grabbed Mitha's frail body and carried her into his arms.

Initially Mitha tried to resist and brushed off Fatan's embrace. But it was only for a moment. The next second, he himself fell into the chest of the Fatan field. His crying spilled again in the white coat of Fatan which was now wet by Mitha's tears.

Fatan let Mitha cry all over her chest. She stroked and inhaled the scent of shampoo from Mitha's long hair that she missed so much.

" Cry, but after this, stop crying. Pity our baby who is in there." whispered gently as he stroked and pecked Mitha's stomach repeatedly. The baby inside Mitha's stomach moved. It was as if he understood that the one who had just caressed and kissed his mother's stomach was the father.

" Good in there, baby. Don't bother mommy. Enough papa who makes your mommy cry." whispered in Mitha's stomach.

" He misses his father" Mitha replied. Although still crying but he still had time to respond to the words of Fatan. There was a seething warmth present in his heart due to Fatan's current treatment.

" Hmm, it seems so. But his father also missed his mother a lot, " whispered Fatan in Mitha's ear. Mitha's cheeks instantly met in red hearing the words of Fatan.

" Sister Fatan lied, the proof is I left but brother did not also look for me. "fucking while pinching Fatan's arm. Fatan immediately laughed. He re-embraced Mitha's body. Reluctant to let go...

" If you knew, baby. Almost a week I've been scouring this whole town looking for you. But you are so good at hiding from me that I can't find you." replied Fatan.

He scraped Mitha's long hair that was severed off of her ties.

CUPS.....

Mitha was shocked when a kiss landed on her cheek.

" Nyebelin but you like it, right...? "

" Like what? Ice block preferred? Right" he grunted.

Back Fatan chuckled. His heart is very happy. Mitha's presence made her dark mood shine bright again. The freezing in his heart melted away by the warm smile on Mitha's lips.

For Mitha, the presence of Fatan who came carried a mountain of apologies and millions of regrets in her heart, able to make Mitha's heart tremble by the haru that rose in her heart.

Mitha did not deny that in her heart began to grow flowers - beautiful flowers for ice blocks. Strange indeed, the ice block was able to cultivate the shakes - the shakes of taste and also the longing in his heart.

There was also another strange thing, Mitha no longer felt any pain in her stomach. He felt calm and comfortable in the arms of Fatan.

Finally, not long after, Mitha fell asleep in the arms of Fatan. Maybe due to tired crying or also he was already sleepy.

Fatan smilingly looked at Mitha's peaceful face in her sleep. For some reason, his heart felt unable to let go of the girl. Although Fatan hesitated to answer a question in his heart, was he already in love with his wife? But clearly, he did not want to part with Mitha. Especially to see there is another person who became a companion to the woman in her place.

Finally, in spite of all that, Fatan now felt relieved and also happy. He had found Mitha back so they could get back together again. Edo or whatever, fuck it all. Didn't Mitha also once said to Edo so that the man no longer had to expect himself. Is that a sign that Mitha also wants that this marriage continues?"

A silent atmosphere enveloped the room. No other sounds. There was only the sound of Fatan's breath and Mitha's subtle snoring sleeping in Fatan's arms. The room was just the two of them.

As for Bu Enah, the old woman had been silent since then - silent had gone out of the room. His old eyes could catch if the white-clothed youngster who came to Mitha's room was definitely related to Mitha. Maybe he was Mitha's husband, he thought.

Bu Enah deliberately gave space for Mitha and the young man so that he could freely speak from heart to heart. He believed that everything that happened between them was just a communication error. He hopes that the relationship between the two will get better as before.

Fatan glanced at the clock on his wrist. It seemed that now he had to leave Mitha in the meantime since there had just been a notification from the Dipta doctor, that there was a patient who had just entered. Patient hit-and-run victim.

Fatan confirmed Mitha's sleeping position. He then covered his wife's body and then stepped out of the room.

When he was outside Mitha's room, he met Bu Enah.

" Mom, I want to thank my kind mother for taking care of my wife. I was happy because I wanted to work. After this I will come back again. I took my wife, Mom. If there's anything, my mother will let me know immediately. This is my phone number."

Fatan handed his card to Bu Enah.

After saying goodbye to Bu Enah, Fatan went back to the doctor's room.

Meanwhile, since then someone can not be separated to pay attention to what is done by Fatan ranging from Fatan in the room, to out of the room.

" Who is he, Mom...? " he asked Bu Enah.

" He is Mitha's husband. His name is Doctor Fatan." replied Bu Enah. " Lha, you, why did you just sit there. Don't you intend to see Mitha's state? "

" No, Ma. The sultan could at least see the woman whimpering in pain. The Sultan's head was dizzy and sick, ma'am." he replied, holding his head still aching. His body still has fever.

" Have you contacted Mira. Have him bring us food and change of clothes."

" Not yet, why should the Sultan, Mom..? Just mom, dad. The Sultan wants to get back to rest" he said.

Bu Enah could only smile while shaking his head at the Sultan's behavior. His son could not bear to see others in pain, especially if the person was a woman. His head immediately hurt and his body immediately had a fever. Worse, he sometimes fainted from shock.

Fatan then stepped away towards the treatment room where he was being treated. Next to his hand carrying a hose and a bottle of infusan that is always carried - carry by him.

The care nurse who saw what the Sultan did could only shake his head. This patient is strange. Instead of rest, even busy roaming around here and there.

In his room, Fatan was busy calling someone to handle all his work today. His condition now made it impossible for him to work, what else to drive a car or a taxi.

" Excuse me, Mas.. Where do the clothes want to be put? " the soft sound that came out of one's mouth made the Sultan immediately raise his head.

" Mr Mira..... "