First Wife Heart Wound

First Fuss

Arriving at home, Ilham got out of the car still in a state of anger, leaving debumans that re-echoed. Making Hanum who was preparing to come out was jumped in shock, when he heard the car door closed violently.

Brakes

Hanum went into the house half-running, chasing after the too-fast pace of Inspiration.

Arriving inside the room, Ilham forcibly opened the suit that was attached to his body and threw rough in all directions.

"Why are you?" asked Hanum gently.

"I'm the one who should have asked why, who was that man?" tanya Ilham.

"Which man?"

"Oh just for a second and you're pretending to forget huh?" ilham Sarcas.

Hanum, who did not understand where Ilham was talking, just shook his head to indicate that he really did not understand.

Inspiration pulled Hanum's hand and rubbed it roughly, "Still pretending not to know Num?"

Getting treatment that started not wearing, Hanum slightly shed tears.

"Pretend what you mean?"

"Who's sakha?" ask Ilham.

Hanum was a little taken aback when Ilham mentioned the sakha name, and what his relationship with the Hanum sakha was was completely clueless.

"Sak .. kha." said Hanum repeating the sentence that Ilham said.

"Yes sakha, the man you were talking to at the Mall."

Hanum did not expect that Ilham saw him talking to Sakha and could get this angry.

"Why silence, can't Num answer?"

Hanum shook his head, "Not Mas, Hanum was talking to the sakha bang, but it was not on purpose because we had collided" Hanum explained.

"Well, what did I not hear wrong you call him? brother how long have you been in contact with her?"

Hanum still shook his head, "What relationship do you mean here?" asked Hanum who began to dare to answer the words of Inspiration.

Inspiration who heard Hanum's reply began to loudly, was a little surprised by his wife's change.

"Well, now you're getting brave with me Num?" decak Ilham's.

"Sorry mas didn't mean Hanum to be rude, it's just that Mas started to make no sense!"

"Where does my absurd location Num, when he sees his beloved wife so happy to talk to another man."

"I'm not like that Mas." elak Hanum.

"Then what was it like? oh is it like sitting and talking both so." Sarcas Ilham.

Again Hanum was surprised to hear the words Inspiration, "It's not what Mas thought. I can still keep my marwah as a wife wherever I am, unlike Mas." said Hanum who began to be provoked by emotions.

"Oh, look at you now Num! Have dared to fight, you want to be a wife of disobedience for going against the words of the husband." snapped Ilham wrath.

For her husband's words, Hanum was no longer able to hide her tears, the clear crystal melt was slowly descending rapidly. As his heart was torn again, because of the word and also the snapping that for the first time he received.

Hanum was stunned, no longer able to answer the words of Inspiration, "Sorry Mas maybe I am not the best wife for you."

The inspiration that heard Hanum's words, immediately pulled his hair violently felt guilty for the umpteenth time.

"Ma .. a.." Uncompleted Ilham spoke, Hanum left Ilham alone and chose to enter the bathroom.

Inspiration tried to reach Hanum's body, but when the frail body began to enter the bathroom and shed his cries, Ilham was fixated to realize that he had again hurt his beloved wife.

Hanum went in and locked himself inside the bathroom, spilling all the claustrophobic stuff that began to fill his heart. Hanum cries in tears when he realizes the person he loves the most is beginning to doubt his own spirit.

Long Hanum sobbed in the bathroom, forgetting there were still others who were also claustrophobic hearing her sobs.

The atmosphere of the room became silent, only faint sounds began to be heard. Soon the ringing of the voice of the device from the pocket of Ilham broke the silence.

Crings ... crings .. crings

Ilham just glanced at his gawai without intending to answer. But the continuous ringing of the phone, made Ilham inevitably have to answer it as well.

"Hallo?" ilham serak.

"Hello, where are you?"

"What's at home?"

"What time are you here? I'm ready for dinner for us tonight!"

"You don't lie to me." said Amel in a tone that began to rise.

It was not good until Hanum heard her talk with Amel, Ilham stepped away from the front of the bathroom and went towards the living room.

"I'm not lying, my head hurts a little bit."

"Yes you've been here later must be the pain is gone, huh? I wait if Mas doesn't come when I'm angry." threatened Amel.

Ilham massaged his dizzy head, "Hmm, I'll come after my head starts to get better."

"Yes I've been waiting to be careful if it doesn't come, then I close it first."

"Hm."

Clique

The atmosphere of the house was quiet again, Ilham stepped his feet back into the room and when he entered Ilham found Hanum prostrating, for a moment his heart was knocked.

Ilham looked carefully at how sholehanya his beloved wife, only because of jealousy he again hurt his wife for the umpteenth time.

After Hanum fulfilled his duty, he climbed onto the bed and covered himself with a blanket.

Inspiration who intended to talk back had to swallow the disappointment, he finally chose to leave but, before Ilham actually left he had time to kiss Hanum's forehead and say an apology.

"I'm sorry, I'm too jealous never intend to leave me."

Hanum did not flinch, she remained silent, hearing her husband's words.

"I go first, calm yourself and I'm really sorry." said Ilham as he got up and left Hanum alone.

Debuman the sound of the door signifies that the owner has left the house, Hanum slightly opens the blanket that closes him, "If apologizing is that easy, Mas, maybe you will continue to hurt me." hanum lirih.

***

Inspiration came to his second wife's house with a slightly messy appearance.

Tok .. tok .

Amel ran to open the door of his house but he was a little surprised, when he saw Ilham with a completely messy state.

"Why are you?" ask Amel curious.

"Gak papa just a little dizzy" said Ilham as he stepped his feet into the house.

"Hmm, do you want to take a shower or eat first?" ask Amel.

"I take a shower first to make it fresher" said Ilham as he stepped into their room and went straight into the bathroom.

Amel who saw something was wrong with her husband just shook her head, and passed preparing clothes for her husband.

Amel returned to the table, preparing the food he had heated before Ilham came.

The smell of soap came out as Ilham set his foot on the table, "What are you cooking Mel?" ask Ilham when he gets in front of the dining table.

"Your favorite cook Mas, chicken rica but I'm not sure it tastes the same. I'm not as good at cooking as I am at hanum."

Hearing the name Hanum again called, Ilham began to lose his appetite.

"Judah no papa, I'll try it first."

Amel painstakingly prepared food for Ilham, seeing that Ilham recalled with his wife crying at home. Had eaten what had not been his wife, Ilham did not even think of her earlier.

Ilham took a deep breath and began to taste the cuisine of Amel.

"Where are you, yummy?" ask Amel.

"Lumayan." said Ilham while enjoying his meal.

They ate in silence, Ilham was still struggling with his thoughts and Amel was still looking for a way to keep Ilham from asking where he went yesterday.

After eating Ilham walked into the room, shed his body as well as his mind, he saw the device hoping for a message from his beloved wife, but all in vain.

Before long Amel went into the room and began to clean himself, he came out using only red lingerie which was quite tempting.

The inspiration that still saw his device was unconscious, as Amel began to approach and kiss his lips.

Amel's sudden action made Ilham a little surprised, although his heart was still a little worried at the thought of Hanum, but Amel's attack made him forget a little.

And tonight, being the umpteenth hot night for Ilham to pass along with his new wife, forgets a little worry in the heart with other pleasures.

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Please if Mas Ilham wants to be in maki-maki, mamak sincerely bener😭😭😭