A Friend from Malaysia

Yes Tuhaaan, what happened?

In the morning, Yola returns to her apartment. Slowly he swiped his access card. He hoped that no one would see him enter. Right now Yola feels exactly like a burglar in her own apartment.

"Where have you been?" diana asked as soon as Yola opened the door. He sounded less like the tone of his voice.

The woman seemed to have just finished cleaning up. Yola could see that from the broom and the bell in her hand. Yoka rarely takes the time to just clean the dust that sticks in any place.

"Oh .... Last night I was staying at a hotel. There's papa coming from Jakarta" Yola replied a little nervously.

"Sir Cik ade here in KL? Kenape didn't spend the night here?" ask Diana.

"Eitherway. Papa likes to travel everywhere. And usually before traveling he will book a plane ticket as well as a hotel reservation," said Yola.

"Mr Miss is coming?" ask Diana again.

Yola shook her head. "Papa himself" he answered.

He already wanted to go into the room and intended to be ready to leave for the office. But Diana held her back again with questions that made her a little careless.

"So you and Mr Cik just sleep alone in the hotel?" ask the woman again.

Yola turned her body back. He doesn't like this kind of intimidating question.

"Sister! If you want to say something or have something to ask, just say it! I don't like guessing word games like this. I went to papa's hotel last night, because papa brought my son Ammar, from morning. So I wanted to make sure that Ammar was taken care of there and not to bother papa" replied Yola.

"Where did it go? Where is he now?" lure Diana again.

"He ..."

Yola could no longer say anything . Reason for reason even he said later would definitely be of no use. That woman is really good at tongue-licking.

"He's with his dad?" guess Diana. "Last night the friend you were referring to was the boy's papa?"

Diana's guess is getting more intense to make Yola more cornered.

"Alright, Brother is right. I went with Ammar's Daddy, my husband," Yola replied with a very heavy feeling.

"His husband?? Aren't you two divorced?" ask Diana again.

Yola took a breath. It was hard for him to explain, but he had no other choice.

"I thought so, too. He said talaq to me, but ...."

Yola hesitates to tell Diana about her pregnancy, but she doesn't wait long to ask her the question.

"You're pregnant?" tanyanya.

It made him flinch in surprise.

"Why do you know?" tanyanya.

Diana breathed a heavy sigh. There is no other solution to Hafiz and Yola's relationship other than separation

"Let me know. Saye is a female juge. I already have two children, don't look? So I must know which characteristics women contain, "he replied.

"Oh ..." he murmured softly.

Yola no longer had any reason to dodge. And finally he nodded.

"But I'm not right, I was pregnant. I'm 6 weeks pregnant" she admitted. "I want to tell Hafiz this, but I don't know how to break our relationship without hurting him. He was my best friend from childhood. I can't just ignore her feelings."

Hafiz is a child whose parents sacrificed as babies. Poverty forced their father and mother to give up the baby for the adoption of Zubaidah, one of Johor's richest women. Although Hafiz must have been struggling with material in the Nirwan family, it is certain that the guilt is in their parents, especially the Mother. Until he breathed his last breath, all their mother remembered was the baby.

Diana took the burden of guilt. Until finally one day, the child who had been given by the Nirwan family came back looking for them, back to their family. Diana wanted to make her sister happy no matter what. Including saving the engagement between Hafiz and Yola.

But if Yola had gotten pregnant like this and automatically had referred to her husband, what would she have done as a sister? He would not have possibly also allowed Hafiz to dissolve and sink into this blind love. He had to help her leave Yola.

"I want to break up this relationship of ours, can you help me?" yola asked disperse Diana's thoughts.

Diana nodded.

"Well, if that's the case, I'll try to help. But you must also stand firm. Although initially Hafiz will be hurt, do not mape as long as he can understand the relationship between the two of you should not be intertwined again," said Diana.

"I can't hurt her, sister .." replied Yola.

"Must!! Bitter and sore at the beginning is still better than sweet that ends in prolonged pain!" diana said firmly.

Also true. Yola admitted that. He could not continue to give Hafiz false hope. Then, by strengthening his resolve, he gathered up the courage to talk to Hafiz.

"alright. Where's Hafiz?" tanyakanya.

"He didn't come home last night. I think she already knows, about you being pregnant. Brother told her about sister's guess that you might be pregnant right now," Diana replied with a hint of guilt.

Yola frowned. Where's Hafiz?Not coming home all night? Where the hell is he?

Yola immediately grabbed the phone from inside her bag, wanting to contact Hafiz. The night from afternoon to morning Yola activates silent mode and deliberately ignores Hafiz's calls.

On the screen of the phone Yola could see there were many missed calls from Hafiz. He felt guilty for it. Aside from Hafiz, there were some missed calls as well from Yuri. Yola was astonished again. But he wanted to contact Hafiz first.

Yola had not dialed the contact that said Endut's name, when Yuri called back. Yola took the call.

"Yes, Yur? You called me from last night? Sorry, I just saw. But it could be later ...."

"Si Gen .. uh I mean Hafiz is currently with me. He was drunk and calling your name, Yol! May I know what's going on?"

"Drunken?? Where're you?"

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Hafiz felt a weight on his head and tried to get up. The effects of most drinking make it runny like this. He's never tried to drink liquor like this before. But her heartache on Yola forces her to go to the pub trying to take the burden off Yola's mind.

Hafiz uncovers the blanket covering her and tries to get up and sit down. Slowly he spread his gaze throughout this room just to look for a glass of water. Dry throat.

But uh, where is this?

Hafiz felt the side of the bed next to him move. There's someone else here. And yes Tuhaaan .... A woman was lying behind him on the other side of the bed. The girl in the blanket did not appear to be wearing clothes. Slowly Hafiz looked at the lower half of his own body. She's innocent! Then he anxiously tried to slightly reveal the blanket that covered the woman's body.

And yes Tuhaaan .... what happened? The girl also seemed to be plainly wearing nothing. Slowly Hafiz flipped over the girl's body to look at her face. Who her?

And Hafiz almost died standing up as he recognized the look on that face.

"Yu-Yuri??"

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Wow, what happened, reader friends? Curious about its continuation.

Like, a lot of comments used to be gangs ....