Feel It in Your Heart, My Husband
CHAPTER 15
"Where do you know where I work?"
Husna asked as she sat in the front seat of the car. Exactly opposite Mikail.
"That's not important. The important thing now is to explain to me about this!"
The man throws his HP into Husna's lap.
Husna reflex caught the object thrown by the man earlier. Her eyes immediately puffed up when she saw what was displayed on her husband's smart screen.
"Why can there be a photo like this on your phone?"
Husna asked in wonder,
Meanwhile, the man who was asked immediately looked at him with probing eyes.
"Shouldn't I ask that question?"
"I don't understand what your question means?"
Husna was confused.
Mikail took a deep breath.
"The one who took this picture is Mama, but what I want to ask you here is, why can you sleep hugging like this? Do you deliberately want to take a chance when I'm sleeping?"
The man asked without hesitation.
Husna's eyebrows instantly fused, he was astonished to hear this accusation of the man before him.
"If only I could choose, I wouldn't actually touch your body either. But last night, my mom came into the room. So to convince her that our household is fine, I threw out the barrier bolster and slept next to you. All that I did was save you from your mother's suspicions." Husna answered loudly.
"Let's just say I believe what you're saying. But all of this got complicated because my mom uploaded this photo to the campus WhatsApp group. And because of this photo, I went viral in one day. It's also had a bad impact on my relationship with Amanda."
Mikail took HP out of Husna's hands.
"Because all this is your thing, so I want you to meet Amanda and say what you just said. Explain to him that we're not doing anything that crosses the line."
Hearing the new sentence spoken by Mikail made Husna immediately round the eyeballs.
"What do you mean by crossing the line? I'm your wife, and what's happening in this picture is nothing wrong."
Husna stared fiercely.
"Again, why should I explain to that woman. Is it not reversed? The 3rd person in this relationship is your lover. Then, why do you think I'm the one who's the cheating woman here."
Husna spoke with anger. His hands moved to open the car door.
"Itik, please. Amanda is currently furious, our relationship is under threat. Can't you just be generous for once?"
Mikali held Husna's hand.
"I am the most generous person. If not, I've been revealing your relationship to your parents for a long time. Therefore, do not ask for more than this. After all, your relationship should have ended by the day you recited the ijab and qabul."
Husna brushed Mikail's hand off her arm.
"Don't dream. I will never leave the woman I love. Because he's the one I want, not you."
Mikail spoke cruel.
Husna's legs ready to get out of the car immediately stopped.
"I don't want you either. Let's live side by side without disturbing each other. Don't bother me with your relationship. And, don't mind my business."
Husna smiled beautifully, as if she did not feel any disappointment at all.
Without waiting for a response from Mikalil. Husna went out and stepped away.
"Suckers! Why is he the one who gives conditions. Does he think I like meddling in his affairs?"
Mikail hit her car driver upset while staring at the woman who stepped away from her.
"Look teacher!"
Husna's steps came to a halt when he heard the voice of a child calling. He turned his head, and his smile was immediately engraved upon seeing who was standing in front of the black luxury car, which was parked not far from him.
"Hi Salsa's. How come you haven't come home yet?"
Husna walked closer to the child.
Salsa asked in a typical tone of a child.
"Darling, it's school time. The teacher's book must be tired. What's tomorrow?"
The father of the little girl was suddenly standing behind Husna.
"But, Papa.. Caca wants it now ..." Whine the boy with eyes full of hope.
"The salsa! If you say you can't, it means you can't. Papa's gonna have a meeting soon, so get in the car."
Andre said firmly.
Salsa who was getting a bit of firm speech, immediately lowered her face. The girl was silent while staring at the end of her shoes.
Husna felt sorry to see the disappointed girl in front of him.
"Sorry Sir! Please give me a minute to talk to your son."
Husna tried to stop Andre who was holding Salsa.
The man looked. He looked at Husna sharply. Yet the woman who was stared at with her eagle eyes looked not daunted at all.
"It turns out this woman is quite brave too. He didn't even flinch when I stared intently at him." Andre said in his heart.
Seeing the man in front of him silent. Finally, Husna ventured closer towards them.
"Salsa, what if this painting is just PR? If Salsa can make the picture right. Tomorrow the teacher will give you a gift. How's it?"
Husna said as she stroked the little girl's head, not forgetting that she gave a warm smile.
Salsa was pouting. Finally turned cheerful.
"What's the teacher promise?"
He stretched out his little finger.
"Promise."
Husna welcomed them by crossing their fingers.
"Good Mom Teacher. Salsa's gonna finish him off, anyway,"
The little girl spoke with a smile.
"Have you finished talking to my son?"
Andre asked coldly to Husna.
The woman did not answer, she just nodded her head a sign that her business was done.
After getting a nod from Husna. Andre opened the car door and went inside.
Before long they left the woman there. Husna was seen still replying to the wave from Salsa.
However, in a place not far from him stood. Seen a man is still busy paying attention to his movements with the widower and the little boy.
"Who are they, why does it seem like the woman was so familiar with the child earlier?"
He's starting to get curious.
"Is that one of his foster disciples?"
"Akh, it's none of my business."
Mikail immediately stepped on the gas and passed through Husna.
TB
Get here first, say.. Mak is busy accompanying children online exams.
MY HUSBAND, YOUR LOVER'S UP tomorrow. The novel was deliberately slow UP, because there were only a few chapters left.
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