I Desire the Love of My Husband

You Misunderstand

Zahra is back in the hospital to accompany Shafira, being at home only makes Zahra more chaotic.

Zahra was still afraid of the figure of Shafira, the woman was still talking things that Zahra did not understand at all.

"Shafira, you want to eat, I have food for you."

"You're alone, where is he?"

"He who?"

Shafira smiled, Zahra narrowed her eyes, what Shafira meant was Bian.

What might Bian be Shafira's past, not just with Zahra's daily Bian all along.

"He's happy."

"Shafira, I don't understand what you mean, and I can't possibly say rudely to you so let's eat together" Zahra smiled.

Shafira shook her head, her eyes still did not change, her still difficult speech still remained the same.

Shafira is already conscious and can speak, but her movements are still limited, Shafira is still very weak to this day.

"Please, Sir."

Zahra turned her head, she frowned and got up when she saw the sisters coming in to deliver Frans.

Frans looked at Shafira with an inexplicable gaze, Zahra glanced at Shafira and found the exact same gaze.

"Excuse me" said the nurse as she left.

"Frans, are you in charge of Shafira?"

Frans only stared at Zahra at a glance, he walked slowly closer to the bed, just a split second Frans bowed and hugged the body.

Zahra moved backwards, obviously she was more confused by what she saw, pity Shafira she looked in pain because of Frans' embrace.

"Frans, pity he's in pain because of you."

Zahra slightly pulled Frans to let the hug slip, but could not, Zahra back backwards when she heard Frans who actually sobbed.

Confusion, that was Zahra's inevitable expression, he scratched his head inexorably while looking around the room.

"Well, I'll just wait outside" Zahra said.

"Don't go" sahur Shafir.

Zahra turned her head, Frans let go of her embrace and then turned away, Frans wiped her tears and glanced at Zahra.

Zahra looked back at Frans, the man was really crying, this was the first time and immediately made Zahra dizzy.

"Why are you here?" ask Frans.

"I .... I'm here ...."

Zahra raised both eyebrows, what she had to say, why Zahra's brain was suddenly empty.

"He you were proud of when you let me go?" ask Shafira.

The two turned their heads together, Zahra glanced at Frans at a glance, adding to Zahra's head.

"She's beautiful, you're not saying shit."

"Shut up, you know nothing" Frans said, grabbing Shafira's hand.

The woman again grimaced in pain, obviously because the hand Frans grabbed was the one with the broken bone.

Zahra gulped, why so careless of the man, did he not see if Shafira's hand had any sign of his wound.

"Why is it like this, why?"

"She's screwed everything up, she doesn't know that if I want to pick up my happiness, she does it on purpose."

Frans looked back at Zahra, but it made Zahra feel accused of bad things.

Zahra shook her head in retreat, what does the woman mean, what kind of happiness can she achieve from such a suicide.

"He has ruined everything."

"What I failed at, I don't know what he was aiming for by jumping from the 4th floor of the shopping center" Zahra said in a panic.

Frans frowned, and returning to Shafira, Frans needed a clear sentence to answer his question.

Shafira smiled, extending her hand to Zahra, but Zahra just stared at the hand.

"You are evil if you reject me" said Shafira.

Zahra turned her head, it was strange that woman, she had already been making Zahra dizzy for these few days.

"I know you're happy."

Zahra withdrew her hand, she looked at Frans who seemed to not turn to look at Shafira.

"I'd be crazy if I kept here, just please talk, I'll wait outside."

Zahra just passed by, repeatedly she shook her head because of all that, it was so annoying.

"He's good, I know you won't regret being with him."

"What are you talking about, she's nothing to me, you should know that she already has a husband."

"And that's you."

Frans turned away for a moment, for years Frans had been expecting his meeting with Shafira.

Today that hope was realized as well, Shafira was before him despite being in a bad state.

"When did you come back?" ask Frans.

"Since I saw the woman at home, she's been so close to Mama."

Frans lowered his head, his tears flowing again, what destiny God will side with him this time.

"Mama must love him very much, you are indeed smart to make Mama happy."

"Be quiet, Shafira, all your words are a mistake, no other woman to date since I let you go."

Shafira smiled, her hands raised rubbing against Frans' tears.

True, Shafira was the woman Frans had married three years ago, Shafira was Frans' greatest love and sacrifice of her life.

"Zahra was a nobody, he was just a stranger who suddenly came, he was close to Mama because according to Zahra, Mama's face was very similar to the late Mama Zahra."

There was no answer, Shafira felt her head hurt, her strength which was only a little was slowly disappearing.

His hand that held on Frans' cheek grew weaker, until it drooped along with his two tightly closed eyes.

"Shafira," call Frans.

No answer, Frans panicked immediately, checking on Shafira as best he could.

"Shafira, what's wrong with you, Shafira."

Frans patted Shafira's cheeks, but still no response.

"Shafira, Shafira you hear me, Shafira."

Frans straightened his body, he rubbed his face.

"Doctor, Zahra, Doctor," cried Frans.

The door opened and showed Zahra there.

"Doctor, please call the Doctor," Frans snapped.

Zahra was surprised by the clash, without asking he immediately ran to look for the Doctor.

What the fuck is that man, is he not himself a doctor, why do doctors scream.

"Shafira, wake up Shafira let's get up, you can't be like this."

"What's this?"

Frans turned his head, shook his head and retreated, letting the doctor examine Shafira with all his greatest hopes.

Zahra looked at Frans who was very messed up, what explanation he could get under these circumstances.

"Frans," call Zahra in doubt.

Frans did not answer, he was so agitated to look at the doctor and Shafira there.

"He has to be okay, Doctor, make sure he's going to be okay" Frans said.

Zahra frowned, she slowly approached and rubbed Frans shoulder.

There is no point like that, a doctor is not a God who can will for anything.

"She has to heal, she has to come back if you understand that, she's definitely coming to come back to me, you have to understand that."

Zahra closed her eyes as Frans tore her shoulders, coming back.

What that means is Shafira Frans past, so what Shafira has always meant is Frans not Bian, the woman has misunderstood everything.