I'm taking you off, Mas!

Do You Know My Husband?

Prang...

The sound of broken glass was heard from the bathroom in the back room.

Sister Ima Yang was in front of her contract with Firman and Bang Boy immediately approached Yara in her contract.

"Why, Ra?" Ask Kak Ima when the woman arrives at the back room of Yara's contract.

"Ah, this, Brother. The glass is still slippery! I don't think it's clean yet. So out of my hand," replied Yara who had just finished washing the dishes. He was a little surprised by the arrival of Sister Ima.

"Awas, Brother! Let me clean the glass first. Danger if you hit the foot."

Shortly after the glass was cleaned. Yara leaned her body against the wall. Yara is tired of what she has been doing this month.

"Until when do I keep looking for him, brother? Circumstances forced me to surrender. But this heart still cannot accept that I have indeed lost Mas Afkar," said Yara who suddenly poured out her heart to Kak Ima.

"Patience, Ra. Pray and act. Leave everything to the Creator, ask for the best for your problems," said Kak Ima.

"I'm tired, brother!" Yara's body sagged just like that, she covered her own face with both hands.

Spilled already crying Yara over there. The fragile soul of Ayara Faeqa. As hard as it is, Yara covers her fortitude in front of others. In fact, he has no power to hold back. Yara had to shed sadness and grief in order to feel the calmness in her heart.

Sister Ima crouched down in front of Yara. "Cry, if it can make you feel relieved. But remember only for tonight, tomorrow you have to start everything. Learning to live without an Afkar. Even if Afkar is still alive. Pray that he will come back to you and Dhiya" said Kak Ima managed to make Yara sobbing.

Tonight, Sister Ima accompanied Yara in her rented house. Sis Ima did not feel the heart to leave Yara alone in a fragile and sad state like this.

Seeing Yara had calmed down and slept in the room. Sister Ima first approached her husband in front.

"Don't, I think I'll stay here first. huh? Poor, Yara. Her soul is still shaken by her troubles," Sister Ima asked Bang Boy for permission, her husband.

"Yes already, not pa-pa. Hold on, you get me some milk for you!" Bang Boy got into his contract for a while. The husband of Sister Ima was on standby by giving her regular milk every night.he would not return with a glass of warm milk in his hand.

"Here, Deck!"

"Thank you, Bang! I went in, yes" Sister Ima said to her Husband. "It's best to stay here! accompany Bang Boy!" Tell Sister Ima to the Word.

"Yes, brother, I was just discussing this," said Firman.

After that, Sister Ima went inside

yara's rented house.

Bend day.

Sister Ima and Yara are relaxing. They were both looking for a solution for Yara. Not only losing Afkar but being here almost three months, has made provision for Yara's life in Jakarta dwindling.

Solution from Ima, Yara live. Being an online motorcycle driver on the green app is the best choice for Yara. By looking for extra money from riding Yara can take a little longer in the City. Yara can find her husband while walking around.

Very lucky with the situation of Kak Ima who is pregnant. Yara could use the woman's account.

Yara had been doing the job for a month. Not only ngojek but become a food courier.

As it is now. Yara is waiting for an order that is being made for her customers. Yara was surprised by the nominal that had to be paid at the restaurant.

Yara shook her head looking at the number on the receipt in her hand.

"The rich do not love to buy food at this price." Yara waited for the order to be completed inside the restaurant.

While waiting for Yara's order narrowed her eyes when she saw her luxury car stopping in front of the restaurant.

there are some bodyguards that go down first from the car.

Yara's day thumped at the sight of one sight that made her distrustful of her own vision.

The figure of the man he had been looking for was in front of him. But Yara was a little hesitant, because the man's appearance was very different. The man who looked like her husband was so handsome and charismatic. Wearing a neat suit makes the man look more handsome.

"Why does that man look so much like Mas Afkar?" Yara Gumam.

Intrigued by what he saw Yara trying to approach him.

Yara had a little trouble seeing the man up close. For some men in black uniforms protected him who was in their midst.

"Mas" call Yara.

"Mas Afkar," Yara called back.

The man who was walking into the same restaurant as Yara turned towards Yara.

Degs...

Yara's heart stopped beating. He silently stared as his two netra caught the man's face clearly.

"Mas Afkar," called Yara lirih because the man who looks like Afkar ignored her. Though their gazes had met.

The call from Yara was heard by Syafa. Their steps came to a halt as the great madam stopped her steps. And so is Afkar.

"What's up, honey!" Ask Afkar when Syafa stops.

"Someone called your name, Mas!"

"Who?" Ask Afkar.

Shafa did not answer but he walked towards the side. Approaching Yara who was sculpting. But her net was on Afkar, her husband. Shafa noticed that.

"Do you know Mas Afkar? My husband!" Said the graceful woman who walked up to him.

"Dear, stop! Papa is waiting inside," Afkar interrupted while embracing the slim and sexy body of Syafa.

Yara's eyes were burning at the sight.

"Wait, Mas. I want to make sure of something."

Slowly Afkar took off his embrace.

"Do you know my husband?" Ask Shafa once again to Yara.

"Yes, I know. He, Afkar Chairi, my husband too!" yara replied softly while feeling the tightness in her chest.

"But I don't know you." Afkar spoke firmly with a resentful look at Yara." Afkar does not like other women other than Syafa.

Yara was shocked to hear that.

What happened to her husband?

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