Feel It in Your Heart, My Husband

Feel It in Your Heart, My Husband
CHAPTER 14



"Darling! I'm outside now, there's something I want to explain."


That's the message that just came in on Amanda's HP screen.


The girl ignored, she remained focused on the book she was holding.


"If you don't come out, don't blame me for going inside and making a troublemaker there."


Again, the message came in.


"Suck!"


Amanda cursed.then walked out to meet the man waiting for her.


"We're talking in a normal place, a lot of people here."


Amanda said in a slender tone.


Mikail scratched her head which was not itchy. The man knew that his girlfriend was in a bad mood.


"Just tell me what you want to explain!" Amanda folded her hands in front of her chest, she looked at the man before her with a ready gaze to prey on.


Mikail approached, trying to grab Amanda's hand. But the woman immediately brushed it off rudely.


"Don't touch me with the same hand when you touch your wife."


Gadia said something fierce.


"Darling! Please believe me, I didn't do anything with that woman. All this is my mother's disgust. Maybe he went into my room last night and took a picture of us sleeping."


Mikail tried to explain.


"What do you say, you're sleeping?"


Amanda's eyebrows are fused.


"That means you admit that you sleep in one bed and embrace each other warmly. Why don't you make a video when you're having sex. Then spread it all over the campus, so that everyone knows how harmonious your household is."


Amanda said with red eyes, full of emotion.


"Dear please give me a chance to explain."


Mikail approached and grabbed Amanda's hand. However, the woman still brushed him off.


"Manda, as you know last night my parents came to the house and they decided to stay the night. Since I knew that Mama would definitely spy on us, I finally told Husna to sleep next to me. But I swear, I didn't tell her to hug me like that."


Mikail tried to explain in detail.


"If it's true it's Mrs Nani. Then why is everything uploaded through your mobile number? And the worse thing is that the caption written below the photo seems to deliberately want to insult me."


Amanda wiped her tears that were beginning to fall


"Do you know? Because of that, this is everyone looking at me with a look of disdain."


Added again.


"I swear, this was all I knew when I got to college. My mom always knew my phone's PIN from the beginning. Manda, please understand."


The man begged.


"I don't want to know anyway. I'll understand what you're doing, if the woman herself explains me. Otherwise, don't expect you to see me again."


The woman spoke in a cruel tone. He turned around and started to step away from Mikail.


"Amanda! Please listen to me."


Mikail held her lover's hand.


Amanda turned her head and pulled her hands rough.


"Don't you know me? Anyway if your wife doesn't want to explain what happened, then I'll never forgive you."


He said, then continued his steps.


After Amanda died, Mikail was still silent where she stood. The man could only stare at the pias on the back of his lover who had started to move away.


Mikail shuffled her hair origin, the man felt extremely frustrated over what had happened.


"Suckers! Because of this duck."


Mikail pulled HP out of her piggy bag. Take a look at the photos that are the source of the problem.


"By the way. Why is she sleeping while hugging me like this? Didn't We usually sleep with limited 2 pillow bolsters. Then why is he next to me?"


Questions popped up in the man's mind.


"Is he deliberately looking for an opportunity to hug my body?"


His narcissistic soul is struggling.


***


Meanwhile, in a class filled by children aged around 5 to 6 years. Seen in the middle of singing Salawat Prophet.


And the leader of them was a beautiful woman named Husna nur Haziah.


In class, there was a noise. The children looked very enthusiastic and received Husna well. They can even get along with him.


I don't feel like school time is over. Husna and one of his companions waited for the disciples to shake hands.


After almost all the kids came out. Husna saw one of the children still sitting in his chair with a bent face.


Husna, who was astonished, asked her colleague, to challenge why the child had not yet left the class.


But the answer that Husna got was to make his heart smell.


"His name is Salsa, he's the son of a successful businessman. Her father and mother are divorced, and she lives with her father and ART who work at her home. The boy was always sad when school was over. He felt that at school it was more fun than in his lonely house."


Said Husna's colleague in a sad tone.


Husna's heart was filled to hear the answer given by the woman before him. Without thinking any longer, he walked towards the little boy.


And his partner left them there.


"Hi Salsa! Can you sit here?"


The question posed by Husna got no answer. The boy was still busy coloring his paintings.


"Salsa, can I join you? I love to paint too."


Husna is still trying.


However, his efforts still failed.


"Wow, your painting is pretty too. Is this a picture of a fish?"


Ask Husna again.


Getting such a question, Salsa raised her face.


"It's not a fish. This is a picture of the ship."


Said the woman in her cute tone of voice.


The corner of Husna's lips lifted, in fact the woman knew that what was drawn by the little boy was a painting of a sailing ship. He was deliberately fishing so that the little girl in front of him wanted to open his voice.


"Oh, it's a ship. But, shouldn't the ship have a Nahkoda?"'


"What is the code?"


Salsa asked, beginning to feel curious.


"That captain was the greatest man on board. He was the one who steered the ship, so that it could run well in the ocean."


Say Husna again.


"What do you mean by the same nahkoda as Mr. Amin?"


Salsa asked again.


Husna thought for a moment.


"Who is Amen?"


Husna asked, confused.


"Sir Amin was the one who always drove Salsa to school. Mr. Amin also likes to take Papi to the office."


The girl began to be at length.


"Salsa let's go home!"


A handsome man with a height of about 170 more, was already standing tall behind Husna. Makes the woman stand up spontaneously.


The man also stared intently at the woman who had been chatting with his son. He had never seen Husna before.


"Good afternoon Andre. This is the new teacher at our Kindergarten. Her name is Miss Husna"


Suddenly the headmaster's mother was also already behind the man named Andre. He began to introduce Husna to the man who was staring at her coldly earlier.


"Hem."


the answer was cold as it passed through Husna. The man tidied up his son's things, then carried the little girl, and passed without excuse.


"Astaghfirullahaladzim, how is there still such an arrogant person?"


Husna's words escaped when the man who made her fall was already gone behind the door.


The headmaster's mother, who heard Husna's words, seemed to be smiling.


"His name is also a rich man, Mr. Andre is the sole heir of this school foundation. Not only that, he is also included in the ranks of successful young entrepreneurs in this country."


Added the woman.


"But not all rich people are like that Buk. I've even met someone richer than him. But they look ordinary. I don't think there's a measure of treasure in a person's morals."


Husna.


"You're right Husna. Probably because he just got divorced from his wife. That's why he became like that. I'm sorry, I'm talking about people."


The principal's mother immediately shut her mouth.


"It's okay buk. Sometimes we need a release of the heart."


Husna answered with a smile.


"Husna, there's a guy looking for you in the parking lot."


Suddenly Lisa, her partner was telling me.


"Who's mbak?"


He asked confused.


"Say, your husband."


Huna slightly gasped, the girl was astonished from where Mikail knew her place of work.


"Thank you mbak!" he told Lisa who was standing at the door.


And the girl answered with a smile, then stepped away.


" I'm sorry buk. Excuse me for a minute"


Husna asked permission from Mita, the headmaster.


"All right."


The woman gave her permission and left the class first.


Leaving Husna with an ever-questioning mind, where did the man know his place of work. And what brought him here.


Though puzzled, Husna still stepped towards the place where the man was waiting for her.


TB


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