Husband's Choice Sister

young widow.

that afternoon Adis was preparing to return home to Jakarta after finishing treatment, Hans had also given his schedule for the upcoming control week.

"actually I want to make you a prisoner here...!"

hans said chuckling at Adis's instantly dumbfounded facial expression.

"i'm kidding..!"

hans smiled wryly.

"may I ask you something?"

"what's that?" ask Hans again.

"what's your reason for doing this, I couldn't believe someone like you could be this good..."

adis' words stunned Hans.

"i'm sure there's something pushing you to do this?"

"there is, but I can't tell you about it at this time!"

"why?" ask Adis a little surprised.

"it's okay, I'll tell you everything when you can move on from Arsan...!"

Adis chuckles little to hear Hans's funny words.

"why laugh....?"

"heavy to do that?"

"what makes you so heavy moved on from Arsan.he's already hurt you!"

said Hans staring at Adis face that looked pale, remembering Hana who was so similar to Adis.

"i won't tell you because I can't explain myself...

as with your feelings, you can't explain!"

adis said to get up from her seat.

"i'm sick, but I don't want to look sick.I want to live a decent life they're healthy although maybe later if I die people will assume I die suddenly..."

"we will not die, you will heal!"

hans said staring at Adis' beautiful netra and then looked down, he was worried he could not control himself.

"hopefully, I do not want to think about the sweet fruit that I will reap, because maybe I will also feel the bitterness of the fruit that I will reap later, as it is today....!"

said Adis pensively considering his broken household.

she becomes a widow when Arsan says that he will divorce her.

so apprehensive was she to be a widow at her very young age, she thought eighteen would make her a young Mama, but it turned out to be a young widow.

Adis chuckles to himself thinking about it, how great his love for Arsan is.

but it is the person he loves who incised the wound.

"every one who lives must die, but we as His servants must try, when the heart is able to accept the circumstances that are there the universe is sure that you are able to pass every test that God gives....!"

"doctor Hans, are you a Muslim.I don't know!"

"yes, I'm a muslim...

but I am not a Muslim far from being obedient, I am just a sinner trying to improve."

hans said chuckling.

"i'm a mafia man where it deserves to be like this in front of you..Are you not afraid of me?"

"no, I'm just afraid of God..."

"it's your medicine, don't forget to come back, don't run from me...!"

"HM, it's not a difficult thing for me to run. but right now I'm just running away from reality." said Adis sigh, in the future he must get used to it without the man.

"why, is that because of Arsan?"

Silent sister did not answer.

"many things you don't know about her..."

adis said then stepped his feet out of the room, seen Ibra talking to Wira outside.

"are you ready to go home...??"

tanya Ibra grabbed Adis's shoulder.

"you should bring Adis next week..."

hans shook hands with Ibra.

"thank you Hans. I'll take care of the cost.."

"no need, everyone who comes to this place with my permission doesn't need to think about it..."

"thank you, may Allah repay your kindness..."

ibra said smiling.

true if there is someone who says that we should not judge a person by his appearance, it may be that what looks good is not good and vice versa.

he remembered Arsan, the man was almost perfect with his friendly and adab speech that he had far from bad words but it turns out he had various problems in his life until he could make the deal for the sake of money, Bastian must have paid dearly for it.

while Hans who has heard how his bad image actually has good is unexpected.

"i'm going home, I'm going to keep asking brother to pay you, don't refuse.

just think of it as money from my sister to help her other patients..."

adis's words stunned Hans and left, reaching for Ibra's hand to step away.

"see you again Adis..."

hans said, then turned his body into the room.

"you who are present are still you who are sick, but not like your heart is leaning on me...."

hans muttered inwardly watching Ibra's car coming out of the hospital gate.

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"go home, or we'll get your stuff at Arsan's...?"

tanya Ibra makes Adis stunned, not much stuff in the house, but his cell phone is in the house.

"Take Adis hand phone with another file, for a while Adis will stop college, Adis will repeat it next year...!"

adis said with his planning because he will not live in the city of flowers again.

"have we gone to Arsan's house now?"

tell Ibra to the Wira who is driving.

not long after they arrived at the house, Adis saw the house looked quiet.

"sister contacted Arsan to have him come with the key because I believe the house is in the lock...!"

ibra said then opened the car while Adis froze hearing Ibra's words.

arsan's car stopped in the back of his car, the man came out.

still with his handsome face, Adis himself chose to stay in the car, he was longing but could not meet under these circumstances.

Arsan turned his head towards Ibra's car, the glass of the car did not show that Adis was in the car, Adis himself turned his face when Arsan turned to the glass.

"gue wants Lo to settle all my sister's files, because Adis will be returning to Jakarta today...!"

said Ibra walking ahead into the room.

"i'm done here...!"

said Arsan who had already cleaned up all Adis's goods because he knew Ibra must have come to take her, "then where is Adis?

is he still with Hans?"

muttered Arsan in the heart and then gave the phone along with some strips of pills KB.

"Lo knows Ar, she has a strong instinct, I'm sure Adis did this because he knew that Lo was not worthy to be the father of his child... parting without offspring is much better, with that there is no reason to meet what else to let go of longing...!"ibra said then threw the drug strip into the trash.

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