Love My Husband for Other Women

Stop fighting

"Now, don't make it a burden. Stay strong and rest, because later in the afternoon you have to go through something painful. Good yes."

Abas left Risma in the study room and returned to his duties as a doctor.

Risma tried to close her eyes, although it was difficult to fall asleep, trying to strengthen her heart and herself, also due to the influence of medicine, Risma finally fell asleep soundly. So that the phone from Pandu, just ignored. Which makes Pandu more anxious and anxious. Moreover, the feeling of guilt began to harass Pandu.

Four o'clock in the afternoon but Risma also has not returned home, Pandu who has been since two o'clock at home, feeling worried.

Risma was not contacted.

When Pandu called one of Risma's friends at the hospital, his friend said Risma was busy and there would be overtime today. But somehow Pandu felt an unpleasant feeling from earlier, unusual anxiety and anxiety.

"What's wrong with me? why from this morning this feeling does not taste very good, like worrying about something but do not know what it is.

Good Lord! I hope this isn't a bad feeling, Astagfirullah."

Pandu rubbed his face rough, the chaos in his heart was increasingly uncontrollable. Suddenly his mind was filled with the shady face of the wife, even though all this time, Pandu had never thought of the figure of Risma as deep as today.

"What are you hiding, RIS? I feel like you're keeping a big thing from me, but I can't guess, just my gut feeling saying that."

Pandu stared blankly ahead, his mind wandering somewhere, until his phone rang he did not notice it.

"Papa, there's a phone call, from mama!"

suddenly the voice of Love disperse the daydream Pandu.

Pandu looked at his daughter affectionately and rubbed her head.

"Thank you baby, papa just didn't hear." said Pandu softly and grabbed his phone lying on the table.

"Love accompany sister play gih, run out of it shower. It's late." It's late afternoon."

Back Pandu continued his sentence and was immediately asserted by his daughter.

"Asalamualaikum." the soft voice across there greeted Pandu's anxiety.

I don't know, after hearing it Pandu found calm and felt relieved.

"Walaikumsinny. Thank God, you have finally told me. I was worried about you why-why." Reply to the honest Pandu who expressed his anxiety.

"Thank God, thank you! God willing I'm okay. It was still busy, on duty accompanying the doctor in the operating room." Sahut Risma shriveled with sadness that erupted, but as hard as she was held to look still good. Lying to the husband and still to look strong, it is not easy.

"What time's home?

do I need to pick you up?"

reply Pandu gave a little attention, but as fast as lightning Risma shook her head which of course could not be seen by Pandu.

"Oh, heart, yes, we are waiting for you at home. Don't forget to eat." Reply Pandu smoothly, the attention he rarely showed to Risma all this time, but today he said all that very smoothly, which makes Risma powerless to hold the clear droplets not to come down from both eyes.

"Yes, Mom!"

sahut Risma was short, and made Pandu wrinkle his face, which Pandu knew Risma a jolly figure when with him, surely he would talk a lot, but this time it was like he was keeping a distance with her.

"Asalamualaikum." finally just a word of greeting came out of Pandu's mouth with various questions that wandered in his head, about his wife's unusual change of attitude. Pandu took a deep breath, and closed his eyes for a moment. Never had he felt this insecure before.

"Ear afternoon. Mbak love! deck Galang!

play it, take a shower, kid!" Pandu called his son to take a bath immediately, because the curry had begun in the afternoon. With cute Love and Galang running towards Pandu with sweat that flooded their bodies, they were out playing chase with his bike.

"Well, it's the smell of sweat. Sit down first so that the sweat is gone and then take a shower. Bentar papa get me some drinking water first. Do you want to drink water or what?"

So Pandu kissed the head of his son with anxiety.

"Galun wants milk, Pa!

"Love, just want cold water." they expressed their own desires and were greeted with harshness by Pandu, feeling anxious about the behavior of his two children.

"Yes, wait a minute, Papa will take it for a while." said Pandu calm down and went to the kitchen, get a drink for his children.

Ms. Romlah had been asked to go home when Pandu had just returned from the office, after preparing a meal for her children.

Pandu wants to take care of his own child, besides Love and Galang are not the type of children who like to fuss, they are smart and independent children. So it's not something that's hard to keep them.

"Pa, just now Love saw mama crying while holding her head."

suddenly Love revealed what he had seen. When I woke up, Love wanted to meet her mother in the room, but before entering her mother's room, Love heard the sound of sobs and moans from inside her mother's room. Slowly Love opened the door of her mother's room and Love saw, Risma was holding her head curled up on the bed crying in pain.

And Love saw it itself and then intended to call mother Romlah and want to ask for help to see and help her mother. But when Cinta returned to the room with the mother Romlah, Risma was no longer in her room and heard the sound of water gurgling from the direction of the bathroom.

"Mama cry? when is that son?" sahut Pandu curious.

"So morning when I woke up and wanted to go to my mom's room, but if you want to go in, look at my mom crying while holding her head. When I asked, he said just dizzy, take medicine continue to be healthy again." Love answers honestly what it knew.

"Well, let me ask Mom!" reply Pandu felt increasingly agitated.

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At eight o'clock in the evening, Risma had just returned home and went straight into her room after seeing her son had slept all in the usual place. Television front mattresses are their favorite place.

Risma looked at Pandu's back from behind the door, Usually he will come to Pandu but for this time he did not do, Risma chose to go directly into his room, change his clothes after cleaning himself.

Sitting pensively staring out the window, I don't know there is pain and disappointment in the attitude of Pandu who had ignored him yesterday. Risma no longer wanted to attract the attention of Pandu like her initial intention. Hopefully he buried deep, as hard as he tried, Pandu will not be able to accept his presence. Risma no longer wants to pursue something that only makes her more hurt.