Love My Husband for Other Women

Risma was unconscious

"Where else?

What kind of funds do you mean, Ma?

Didn't I tell you, the salary and all the perks will go into your account, everyone!

For Clara, I don't even know how I'm supposed to convey this. But I know, you and that kid deserve all of that. That's why I said, let Clara be my business. Inevitably he also had to accept this situation.

Already, don't discuss if we're both, it'll add to your heartache."

Pandu took his breath with a fixed gaze directed at the wife who was silent to hear his words.

"Purely!"

The murmur of Risma in his heart.

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At ten in the morning, Pandu was still at home and was in the living room staring at his laptop seriously. Doing office work from home.

Pandu intends to spend time with Risma and her children today.

The phone that I use for Pandu work is activated, for fear that there is an important phone from his office.

While the private phone, deliberately Pandu turn off. Do not want his time to disturb anyone is no exception Clara.

"Ma, can you ask for help?

Please make coffee."

Pandu slightly raised his voice, calling Risma who was agitated waiting for Pandu's departure. Because today is his schedule he has to come to the hospital.

"Ma! You where?" Pandu moved from his seat, because he did not hear the voice of Risma. Looking for Risma's whereabouts and her eyes looked at Risma who was sitting daydreaming at the dining table with a blank look.

Pandu exhaled deeply and stepped towards the pensive Risma, until unconscious with the arrival of Pandu.

"Ma!" Pandu patted his wife's shoulder slowly and it was enough to make Risma shocked.

"What's wrong?" ask Pandu gently attentively.

But Risma was silent, not wanting to answer.

"Are you still not sure about the transfer of assets and salary accounts?.

All right, let's take care of it now." Pandu continued with a firm face reassuring his wife.

Risma turned her head, looking fixedly at Pandu who was smiling so sweetly. The smile that Pandu almost never showed in front of his wife all this time. But at the end of this, the smile was often given to Risma who did not even want to stare.

"Aren't you at the office, Mom?"

After a few minutes, Risma finally let out her voice. Can not stand his mind about the existence of Pandu who is still at home, when the clockwork has pointed to the number ten passing.

"I'm not going to the office, are we going to take care of a letter to change your name and the child's name. Once it's settled, I want us to walk the road. Long time, kid didn't go on a road." Sahut Pandu, make Risma more dilemma.

"Why not tomorrow, Mom? Because today I have to go to the hospital. There's a file I want to take care of, and I haven't said goodbye to all my friends there either.

The plan is to have a lecture tomorrow." Risma looks for an excuse.

"Do I need to take you?

If for the business of name transfer letter, let me ask Mr. Diki for help. Let us also not complicated." Pandu replied calmly, and looked at the face of Risma who began to look pale.

"You sick, Ma?" Pandu narrowed his eyes looking anxiously at Risma who looked pale and sweaty.

"No papa, it's usually just dizziness. Maybe a cold. In minumi the medicine will also be cured." Sahut Risma looking for reasons so that Pandu does not ask much.

"We go to the doctor, you have to be checked, let's know what the pain is!" back Pandu shows his anxiety.

"No need, soon I will go to the hospital, you can ask to be checked.

This has been common since the old days. You only realized today. Because to you, I'm not who you're in your heart." Risma said coldly, and chose to go into his room, take his bag and wallet, and say goodbye to Pandu if he was going to the hospital.

Pandu grunted irritatedly by shuffling his frustrated hair.

"Have followed his wishes, but why continue to ignore me? " Pandu threw his breath out violently. And stared at his wife's departure.

"You didn't bring a car, Ma?" shouted Pandu when he saw Risma walking out towards the fence of his house.

"Good, Mom! I've booked a cab." Sahut Risma tried to be strong, because the dizziness in his head was increasingly agonizing.

For now, Pandu does not want to force Risma too much to be able to accept it again, for fear that Risma will leave when she imposes her will.

"Sepi, even though I choose a holiday, so I can be close to you again, RIS!"

Pandu sat his ass on the porch of his house, his mind really fucked up. About Risma who has not been willing to forgive herself, about Clara who might demand a living money.

Pandu actually has other income that Risma does not know.

Pandu has a cafe business that is quite rame visitors, which is in his hometown and managed by his brother.

Pandu monthly can make a profit, seven to eleven million net who enter his account.

That is why, Pandu does not matter when deciding to agree with Risma's wishes.

Risma only knows about the guiding assets in Madiun. The current occupied house, a car and two motorcycles. And hajj and umroh travel efforts.

While Pandu assets that are not known to Risma are in Kediri. Paddy fields with hectares, cafes and also catfish livestock. And that's not a little turnover.

When Pandu was cool with his mind, there was a car that arrived to stop in front of the fence of his house. Seen the father down and walk tergopoh towards Pandu who stared in wonder.

"Sorry, I'm the taxi driver who drove Risma's mother, what's her husband's father?" ask the middle-aged man who looks so anxious.

"Yes right, I am her husband.

What's wrong with my wife, sir?" patut Pandu who also looks panicked.

"That, Miss Risma suddenly fainted on the road, I panicked, so I came back here." Obviously the driver still looks panicked and scared.

"What's?

Then where's my wife?" Pandu immediately panicked and ran towards Avanza's car parked outside the fence of his house, and was followed by the driver who had taken Risma with the same wide steps.

Pandu immediately opened the middle door and it looks Risma has been lying unconscious, with a deathly pale face. Even his body felt very cold.

"Astagfirullah, what happened to my wife, sir?" Jerit Pandu panicked and invited the attention of the surrounding residents.

Mother who heard Pandu's cry immediately approached and panicked to see Risma who was unconscious.

"What is this Mr Pandu?" ask someone who is standing not far from Pandu.

Pandu did not answer and immediately ran into the house, took the wallet and locked the door.

"Please, Sir. Take me to the hospital. Now!"

Pandu in a firm voice asked the taxi driver to drive to the hospital, because there was no time to get his car out and move Risma, it would take a long time.

Panic Guide, until he did not feel his tears dripping, looking at his wife's face that was increasingly pale and felt cold all over his body.

"All right, save my wife!" Pandu continued to pray, reciting dhikr non-stop with tears that did not want to stop.

"Don't make me feel guilty for the rest of my life, you'll have to survive Risma.

What is it really about you. I've failed to be your husband, just sick I don't know.

Forgive me, save my wife!"