Love Shabrina

Sharing Husband

Shabrina rubbed Nesya's head gently. This little princess had just fallen asleep after undergoing a series of examinations on her heart. Tomorrow, Nesya will be operated on, and that makes Shabrina really feel anxious and scared.

Nesya was still too small, seeing him infused like this alone had made Shabrina pity and could not bear. What if I saw him dissected with a knife?

Oh my...

Shabrina really can't bear it.

Shabrina sighed, she had been in the hospital for two days. This morning Devan was dropping Arsya off at school. He will go to the company. But he promised to return as soon as possible while picking up Arsya later in the day.

Yes, they share the task now.

Quite heavy actually, in the middle of caring for Nesya who is sick, there are also their relationship problems that are threatened.

Suddenly the sound of the door being knocked from outside. Shabrina turned her head and was immediately stunned when she saw the door that opened and it was Kartika's mistress who went inside.

"Madam" muttered Shabrina. He immediately moved from his seat and looked at Madam Kartika doubtfully.

Why did Devan's mother come here?

Is there anything important?

Or what ?

But the eyes of Kartika only focused on Nesya who was lying on the bed with an infusion hose in her hand, and also a small hose in Nesya's nose.

Shabrina just kept quiet and looked at the mistress of Kartika who was approaching towards Nesya. Shabrina could even see that Devan's mother looked at Nesya with sadness. Is that so???

"He's got congenital heart disease too?" ask lady Kartika.

"Yes madam" Shabrina replied in a soft-sounding voice.

Madam Kartika was seen sighing and looking at Nesya closely. The nose and lips of this little girl were similar to Devan, only her eyes and face shape were similar to Shabrina.

There is a sense of haru that can not be expressed actually when looking at Devan's children. Because they are his grandchildren after all.

Madam Kartika's hand rubbed Nesya's forehead doubtfully, making Shabrina look at her in surprise.

Moreover, looking at the sad gaze of this middle-aged woman.

"How do you feel when you see your own child getting sick like this?" ask lady Kartika.

Shabrina...

What does Miss Kartika mean to speak like this? Obviously Shabrina was anxious and scared.

"Are you scared and sad?" now lady Kartika turned to Sabrina. But Shabrina turned to Nesya sadly.

"That's how I used to feel when Devan was sick. You can still see your son's laughter and smile right now. But Devan, from the time he was born even until he was eight years old, he always lived with the help of tools. Devan never laughed and played like his other children. You know how heavy my heart was at that moment. I really wanted to have children, but God gave me a very heavy ordeal" said Kartika as she looked at Nesya who was still sleeping soundly.

Shabrina bowed down to hear her. As a mother, she understood how mistress Kartika felt back then.

The eyes of Madame Kartika look glassy. Especially when considering eight years of living in fear and fatigue to fight.

"Eight years my husband and I lived to fight for Devan to stay alive. Wish he could breathe longer and be happy for us"

"But just when Devan was eight years old, he was critical. While the donor heart we have not yet obtained. You know how broken my heart was?" ask the lady Kartika who looked at Sabrina with sadness.

Shabrina bit her lips while holding Isak in her tears. Her heart was sad, because what was told by mistress Kartika was her own husband. But instead of that, she imagined as a mother, Shabrina even feared that Nesya would experience the same thing as her father.

"Sad Sha, devastated and scared every night we felt. I was almost desperate to see my son filled with tools all over his body. A small body that was thin and weak. It's almost dead because his heart is no longer functioning" said Madam Kartika with tears that had flowed on her face. But soon he removed it back.

"But in the midst of our despair. Someone came like an angel who gave his life for Devan. We are happy, very happy. My son came back and was able to be healthy because of the donor heart of that person" said Ms. Kartika, this time she smiled and looked at Nesya.

"I am very grateful, even with all the treasures we have will not be able to replace what they have given. If Budi's debt can still be repaid with Budi. But the debt of life, how to repay it?"

Lady Kartika looked back at Sabrina. This time he looked at Shabrina fixedly.

"From the very beginning, ever since I found out Devan was approaching you, I've always banned and warned you. It's not that I have the heart and don't want my son to be happy, but it's because it's what makes me not want Devan to be with other people"

The words of the mistress of Kartika made Shabrina sculpt, but with so many tears coming out of her eyelids.

"They don't want anything in return. They just want Devan to marry their daughter, so they can always be close to their dead son."

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Shabrina's heart really feels tight to beat. It felt like there was a burden so heavy that hit his chest to make him really tight and feel pain.

"I have to what?? If you were me? Do you ignore their requests? after the life they gave your son?" lady Kartika asked with tears of pain that flowed back, making Shabrina increasingly unable to hold back her crying Isak.

Pain ... it hurts...

Maybe if it was him, he would do the same.

"Sick Sha. You're a mother now. And your son is sick like this too. You'll do anything for her recovery, won't you?"

Shabrina is sobbing

"Since I warned you. I forbid you to be with Devan. All the ways I did to keep you from being together. So what? so that you do not feel more pain when you know what is happening. But you guys are holding on. And look.. Look now..."

Madam Kartika's voice was stifled as she shook her head and wiped her increasingly swift tears.

"I have to what Sha? Devan lives because of them. But even you have him. And now there's your son's son"

"How do I keep that promise?" lirih Madam Kartika so bitterly. She wanted to ask Shabrina to leave, but when she saw Nesya like this and knew that her granddaughter was also sick, Kartika's mistress became unbearable to ask Shabrina to leave.

His granddaughter needs her mother, just as she has felt this way before.

"Mrs ... forgive me" said Shabrina, sounding so soft.

Madam Kartika shook her head slowly and turned back to Nesya.

"I don't want to be selfish. But I can't ignore them either. Devan lives because of them. And you've already entered into Devan's life. You can think what you should do instead" said Miss Kartika.

Shabrina was speechless looking at the mistress of Kartika.

"If you don't want to leave Devan, at least you should be ready to share your husband with Adinda"

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Shabrina's heart felt detached from the place to hear the words of mistress Kartika.

Sharing husband???

How come???