Fall in Love with You

Amel is obsessed

Ali is not desperate, today it is time for him to return to meet his wife and his adorable little son.

Geck! Geck! Geck!

The sound of the door on the knock, Dilah carrying his son while opening the door.

"You!" With a grunt, he closed the door again. She had just seen Ali, the husband she hated the most.

"Darling please open the door!" Ali knocked on the door, hoping his wife would open it.

"That's not gonna happen, go there!" He kicked Ali out.

"Honey, I'll explain, I'm bringing evidence that I'm innocent, '" Ali still keeps knocking on the door.

"I can't believe it, what I saw back then was proof enough," He was still stubborn. She would not listen to her husband's explanation.

Franz cried very strongly held, making Dilah panic.

"Darling, don't cry!" He tried to calm his son.

"That's Franz? That's Franz's voice? Baby open the door I want to see my son,"

He still insisted on not opening the door. Franz was still crying. Even Franz's cry grew stronger.

"Darling, he missed me. Please open the door!"

Dilah did not want to grant the wishes of Ali who wanted to meet Franz. Then, Dilah looked at Franz who was crying as he asked,

"Is it true what your father said, you miss him?" He asked his son who could not speak. But little Franz had already started to stop crying.

Is this a sign that he misses his father? Inner Dilah.

With a heavy heart, I opened the door,

"Finally you open the door for me," said Ali stinged, he yelled a lot from earlier.

"That's what I did because my son missed you," He uttered in an annoyed tone.

"Didn't you miss me?" Ali asked in a slow tone. He lowered his gaze.

He just kept quiet, making Ali feel that his wife did not miss him.

Ali took Franz from his wife's arms. He sat on a chair and stroked Franz's face.

"Hey look, he smiled at me," Ali glanced at his wife, but Dilah put on a flat face made Ali not dare to look at her again.

"Franz, don't cry too much! You know why you gave me your name Franz?" Franz still sees his father. It was like he understood what his father was saying.

"So that you are brave and great as your name is" Ali touched the life of his son.

He stood up with his hands folded on his chest. Then, he observed the interaction between father and son.

"You have 1 minute left Ali, Franz is going to take a nap" said Dilah, pointing at the watch in his hand.

"1 minute? It's a total fraud. I still miss him."

Ali stood by, he passed by the Dilah in front of him. He went into his house and went to his wife's room. He followed Ali from behind.

"I'll put him to bed,"

"You! How dare you enter my house, without my permission," He growled in annoyance.

"Darling, please don't keep hating me, I'm innocent, I have proof, I just want to spend time with Franz, '" he doesn't care about the evidence Ali holds.

"I don't want to see the evidence you're faking" Dilah turned his face away.

"Okay, I've been patient enough. I was patient enough to explain the truth. And if you want me to leave, I'll grant you your wish, this is the last time you'll see me,"

Ali kissed Franz with a loving father.

"Papa's going,"

"Franz, don't be naughty! take good care of your mom and don't let your mama be sad" Ali kissed Franz back and gave it to Dilah.

"May you be happy with my passing, I will not bother you and our son again" Ali shed her tears.

"Goodbye" he said and left the house.

He followed Ali's steps. But Dilah did not try to hold Ali away. He let Ali go. Maybe his hatred for Ali was huge. Ali looked back at the big house.

"He didn't try to stop me from leaving. He hates me so much, I don't deserve to be with him anymore" Ali walked over wiping his tears.

Ali's hand was pulled. The pull is not too strong but able to make Ali turn towards the puller.

"Amel!" ali was surprised.

"Yes, it's me. Never mind Ali, you don't have to be sad. You don't have a chance to get your wife back" said Amel, smiling mysteriously.

"What do you mean, demon-hearted woman?" ask Ali growled.

"I mean, hahaha," Amel laughed like a demon.

"As long as you're in prison, I've instigated your wife, no matter how much you want to give her evidence, she won't believe me" Amel said haughtily.

"What did you tell him?" Ali gripped both shoulders of Amel.

Amel put away Ali's clutches, "I said I was pregnant with your child" Amel laughed loudly.

"How can you say that" Ali slapped Amel hard.

Amel held his sore cheek from Ali's slap,

"Ali, it's all happened. Your wife trusts me more than you do. I'm his best friend, he's,"

"Remember one thing Ali, before she married you she knew me better, she was my best friend. Of course he trusted me more." said Amel next.

Ali clenched a fist, "Amel you! You keep talking. What made you do this? Aren't I good to you?"

"I love you, I love you, Ali. I feel challenged to have you, you handsome spy. Why am I not as lucky as Dilah who has a handsome and great husband. While me.. Me? I'm just a mistress of rich men" Amel expressed his sense of irony.

"Therefore you tormented me like this" Ali vented his anger.

"You! You're the one who tormented me. You make out with your wife, you have children of her. While me? I love you, I can only see you and love you. But can't have you,"

"Amel enough!" Ali stopped Amel's rant.

"Ali, I'm not satisfied talking. I'm gonna keep chasing you until you're really mine,"

Ali was upset, he left Amel.

"Origin! I'm not done talking yet" cried Amel very loudly.

Ali walked quickly away from Amel who was shouting.

"Amel is obsessed with me, if I continue to be here maybe a new slander will appear and he will be desperate for me to marry him" Ali murmured softly.

"I have to go abroad,"