My husband never loved me

It should be me, not him

The morning sun rubbed against the skin through the windows of Hanif's room. The man was leaning his head on the headboard, his bed. No intention of moving from there.

Ever since last night, he locked himself in his room. Several times, her mother knocked on her bedroom door to call her breakfast together. However, Hanif rejected it.

His heart was like a piercing painstaking hearing the statement from Sisi. Given that, making the man in glasses was not excited to do his activities. Even these two days, he's been skipping his job.

I don't know how many times, Miss Tari called Hanif from behind her bedroom door, "Nif, open the door baby. How long are you going to be like this?" The woman was also injured when she saw her son being destroyed.

"Leave Hanif, Bun. Hanif doesn't want to meet anyone!" her firmness with a trembling voice restrained her cries.

"Dear, don't be like this." Ms. Tari was still trying to persuade Hanif to come out. But it was useless for him. Hanif no longer even answered her mother's words.

The shadow of a mistake in his past haunts the cheeked man's mind. "Why should he," he murmured hardened his jaw. "He again, and again!" he continued to clench his hands.

Hanif remembered his story long ago, before he had propped up the title of doctor this time. Hanif had loved a girl, a college with her. When they were in college. His closeness to Alira is misinterpreted by Hanif. The girl only considered him a friend.

One day, she tells Alira her feelings. However, Alira resolutely rejects him, instead the girl has a crush on someone. And that person was Ilham, his upperclassman when he was still High School and his senior at that campus. And from then on the relationship between Hanif and Ilham stretched, which initially they were friends because Alira, Hanif really hated Ilham.

"God, why is it so painful today to hear this reality!" he nodded, wiping his face rough. "Why when I realize that Sisi is my true love, but you don't put it together, why!" chaos again.

Almost the whole day Hanif was in his room and missed his breakfast and lunch. The man did not move out of his bed. His love was so deep that he was hurt so deeply.

His heart was still confused, between angry hate, and longing for the figure of a woman who always danced in his eyes. Until adzan ashar also reverberated. The man rushed to the bathroom to clean up after performing his duties as a Muslim.

Afterwards, Hanif was seen sitting on the balcony of his room. His gaze was fixed on the streets of his house, then the passing of the vehicle that afternoon made his heart more sliced. When he remembers being alone in the car with Sisi.

Something he thought was very strange that afternoon, his heart felt tight. Rumbled to overflow nested there. His feelings were erratic, as if something was about to happen to him. Until the look in his eyes caught the shadow of Sisi who was smiling sweetly at him.

"What is this!" ogre.

Unknowingly, he pulled away from his seat. He grabbed a jacket hanging on the wall and then took the keys to his car at the table. Step by step, Hanif came out of his room, and now he started walking towards the central room. Where Ms. Tari who was watching TV realized her presence.

"Darling, thank God you came out too!" he said he was approaching Hanif. The man stopped his steps, and looked at his mother.

"You eat first, huh? Mother was ready for everything at the dinner table," he continued but received a rejection from Hanif.

"Sorry Bun, Hanif is not a laper. Hanif said get out first, yeah!" At grabbed the back of his hand, then frowned after that Hanif continued his footsteps.

"Hanif would like to go for a minute, Bun!" answer without looking back.

Bu Tari walked over while staring at her son's back, After arriving before Hanif. Bu Tari looked at her son's face that looked swollen.

"You want to see Sisi again?" Hanif was silent. "Well when, baby, you're like this! Affirm him dear, let Sisi be happy with his choice!" Hanif turned his face away from his mother, he could not bear if Bu Tari shed his tears.

"You're young, you're a good guy, and your career is good. Mommy is sure, someday there will be good women who will accept you as you are," continued Bu Tari who began to sob.

"Bun, Mommy don't cry. Hanif. And Hanif was sure, Sisi was the same." Ms. Tari could not speak anymore, she chose to let what her son did. Preventing is useless, Hanif can not.

Hanif again stepped his foot, his goal was only one, into Faisal's house. He will not stop there, he has also prepared a way for Sisi to open the door of his heart again for him.

His Avanza car drove through the crowds of Jogja city that afternoon. Several times his car had to run because of traffic jams. Every now and then Hanif cursed in annoyance. His feelings are getting more and more erratic. Now, a feeling of fear attacked him. Until Hanif can return the car smoothly. It didn't take long, the car arrived at the gate of Faisal's house.

Something astonished him when he got out of his car. Her eyes were fixed on Alphard's car and sedan parked in Faisal's yard. Hanif quickly walked towards the main door.

There was a faint sound from the porch of the house, someone who was saying the wedding pledge. Hanif was so amazed when he saw Ilham with his voice saying his qobul ijab. For a moment his steps stopped in the doorway. Even his presence was unknown to everyone in the room.

His body suddenly relaxed, as his chance was disappearing. The woman he loves belongs to someone else. Without feeling her tears fall down her lips. "I'm late" she said, wiping away the rest of her tears.

The rumbling in his chest again overflowed, when he saw the side that his mother had brought to the room. Gracefully Sisi walked closer to Inspiration. It was so eager that he shouted, and pulled Sisi into his arms. However, his intention came to a halt when he saw the rush of happiness from within Sisi's face.

He could only faintly stare at Sisi who was making out with Inspiration. "I should be in that place!"

Hanif was unable to watch the incident. And choose to go from where he stood. Naas, her feet nudged the flower pot that was nearby, until it fell and broke. Suddenly his presence was known by everyone, and the eyes of those people stared at him, towards Hanif who was fragile. And that's where Hanif's bead meets Sisi's bead. Their gazes were locked in silence and confusion.

The inspiration that realized it could only be subdued weakly. Pain, but not how much pain experienced by Hanif. Until a clap turns Sisi's gaze the other way.

"Darling!" yulia exclaimed to warn Sisi to keep his attitude in front of the Ilham family.

While Hanif, he went straight from there.

To be continued

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