Love My Husband for Other Women

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"Yes, Ma! Pray for Pandu and keep reminding Pandu if Pandu is on the wrong path!

Go ahead baby, Mama!" Back Pandu hugged his spoiled mother, and was greeted by a gentle rub on his cheek from his beloved mother.

"Risma and son, carried by mother and father. Pandu is lonely at home alone." continued Pandu complained to his mother who laughed with the whimper of the child.

"That's because you've been naughty, so you have to be taught a lesson. It's not good, away from the wife and kids. Moreover, a wife as beautiful as Risma and a child as funny and smart smart smart as Galang and Love. What do you feel when you're away from them?" reply Bu Sonia looked deeply at the child who seemed to close her eyes.

"Torturing inner birth."

Sahut Pandu is honest, by imagining the face of his wife and child while laughing in the silence of his eyes.

Ms. Sonia rubbed her son's hair gently, currently the position of Pandu has been lying on the lap of the mother. Want to be spoiled and noticed by the woman he loves so much. When depressed, when sad and when not good, his mother who is always the most comfortable place in releasing all the burdens and problems.

"A lot of istighfar, son!

never again repeat the same mistake, the heart of the woman is soft, if it is broken, difficult to form again, if possible, certainly will not be the same. So think before you act, be a good man for your wife's child, Mama wants you to be able to follow the example of papa in treating mama, do it the same Risma. Love him, treat him special and respect him, take care of his feelings. You got it, kid?" reply Bu Sonia softly and continue to give understanding to her son who does have a little stubborn nature.

"Yes, Ma! God willing, Pandu will always remember your mom's message!" sahut Pandu who still closed his eyes, his heart still can not be reconciled, the shadow of the face of Clara who cried, the image of Risma's face full of wounds and the shadow of the face of his son who laughed, still toying with his mind.

"What do you feel right now?

Is Clara still in your heart?" again, Sonia let out her voice, looking for what was in the child's heart.

"I love Clara, Ma!

But I also could not survive with the attitude of Clara who continued to demand to be admitted and asked to be equated with Risma, what else he was determined to go to the office and want to meet with my boss. I don't know, I didn't think he could be that close, I guess he could understand my situation." Sahut Pandu was honest with his mother.

Miss Sonia was throwing her breath rough. Staring straight ahead with a shady look.

"Your decision is correct, Pandu!

Clara cannot appreciate you and looks selfish, wants to be prioritized and wants to be understood, without wanting to understand. Forget your love, focus on Risma and the children.

But you must continue to live your obligations, still give him a living during the Iddah period. But break up communication, and do not open any chat, if you want to give his living, just transfer to his account, later he will know himself. You understand what mom means, don't you, Pandu?" mrs Sonia's reply slightly suppressed her voice. And Pandu immediately nodded in understanding.

Elsewhere, Clara was still crying. Didn't expect Pandu so easy to agree with his desire to separate.

Though Clara hoped, Pandu still fight for himself, whining and begging to stay together, but in fact not, Pandu quickly assented his wish without first begging him to survive.

"Here, don't cry anymore!

It's your decision, and fix everything. Go back to being Clara's old mother's son, the cheerful and tough Clara." Ms. Desmita tried to comfort her son, so as not to fall deeper.

"Let me cry all over today, Mom!

And I promise, after this, I'll never cry again. Next week, I'm going to Surabaya, I'll accept the job offer there. I want to get my life back. Hopefully with the same focus of work and away from the life of mas Pandu, I will be much better. Pray for me, Mom!" sahut Clara who is still accompanied by sobs, her eyes are swollen, because too much crying.

"Are you ready?

You think well, Surabaya is not a small town, Clara. There you also have no one. I'm scared, you.....!" Before finishing her speech, Clara had already cut off the mother's words.

"God willing Clara can, I don't have to worry.

Clara gets home from the office, and Clara is not alone either, there are two of Clara's friends from here, and the girls are all.

this is a chance for Clara, Mom! Clara wants to rebuild Clara's career. I'm quite praying and blessing Clara's steps. Clara please!" reply Clara is serious and has solidified her heart to go far from the figure of Pandu Aditama.

Although his love is still so deep, but his disappointment and heartache are much greater, Clara does not want to know anything related to Pandu. Staying away is the right choice for now.

"Well, mother's blessing and mother's prayer are always best for all children. Take good care of yourself, never again stuck in the love of a married man. You are beautiful, smart and strong, of course many pairs of eyes that want you, you must be able to take care of yourself. Enough what happened with Pandu, as a lesson in the future, so as not to repeat the same story. Will you listen to me?" sahut Bu Desmita was firm and with a deep look at her beautiful daughter.

"God, pray for Clara, Mom!

Clara had no thoughts of falling in love again, let it be for a while like this. Clara just wants to focus on Clara's career. Clara will also return home from Mas Pandu, but through her parents, because Clara no longer wants to be in contact with him. Still hurt, Clara's heart!" reply Clara lowered her head and drops of clear droplets from both eyes were still falling soaked her face that looked a little taper.

"Ikhla, mother! God willing there will be better replacements. One more thing, don't hold grudges in your heart because of your pain and disappointment. Everything is a destiny line that must be lived.

Pandu is not your soul mate, just think so. The wounds and pain in your heart will heal as time goes on. Simply improve yourself and make it a lesson to live a better life. I believe, mother's son can!" Miss Desmita grabs Clara in her arms, channeling her strength through her affection. No need to judge the mistakes of the child, just reminded and embraced with love and affection, God willing that happens will give him many lessons in his life after this.