Not a Savings Woman

Revealed

Haris threw his body on the bed. Closing his eyes that felt tired from dealing with the laptop, also thinking about Ainaya's request that was so difficult. Trying to find a loophole so that Jihan can accept the presence of the woman as her honey. 

Having two wives would probably be better than letting go of one of them. That's the plan at the moment. 

''Give me a week, Nay. I will tell everyone that you are my wife, Haris assured her heart. 

He got up and walked into the closet. Opening a drawer that was deliberately locked to look for a letter of agreement that was then a silent witness of his marriage with Ainaya. 

''Now the letter is no longer valid. I lost, Nay. I hated you and wanted you to leave, but now I love you first.''

Remove some maps and also important deed that are deliberately stored there. From some important letters, it turns out not to find it. 

Remembering where he last kept the letter. 

Is it possible to keep Andik? 

Haris checked for the second time while tidying it up. The letter really did not exist. He had to call his assistant. 

''I'm sorry, but at that time you yourself saved. I only have a photocopy, said Andik from behind the phone.

Haris clucked in annoyance, getting dizzy with this problem.

''alright.'' Disconnect. He's looking elsewhere. But nil, his efforts were in vain, even on the shelves and some important places in his office was not there. 

Take a deep breath. Think hard to remember it. 

''Is it possible in Jihan's closet?'' Look at the big closet next to him. I don't know, he felt that there was something there that made his heart gasp closer.  

Haris opened the door slowly. 

His eyes stared at the clothes at the top, very neat and unsightly. 

''One day my clothes will be this neat if you take care, Nay.'' Smiling thinly. 

A shadow of living together with the woman flashed across his brain, bound to be happy because every day was accompanied and taken care of. Not thinking of himself like Jihan. However, Haris did not want to blame Jihan entirely who had accompanied her life. 

Is Haris' love for Jihan beginning to recede? Or did he start to look away and find a more comfortable place. Yes, it is undeniable that Haris' heart starts to waver and thinks of other women besides Jihan.

His hand accidentally touched the attachment at the bottom of the pile of clothes. His lips were interested in forming a smile. 

''Why can I forget this, Jihan knows? But if he finds out, it's impossible to be silent.''

Bodo very, for now there is nothing important but to tear the curse letter. Haris picked it up and led it towards the window. Slowly open the map.

The first time he read was the hospital logo emblazoned on the top. 

''This is one of the hospitals in Paris. Who's ever checked there?''

Of all the families, none had a history of serious illness. They are also only treated in domestic hospitals when sick. Likewise with Jihan, the woman has almost never been treated since becoming Haris' wife. 

Permanent contraception or sterilization is an option for couples who do not want to have more children. In women, the techniques that can be done are tubectomy, tubal ligation, tubal implants, and tubal electrocoagulation. In men, permanent sterilization or contraception is called a vasectomy.

Haris grew increasingly anxious, then took the second attachment and read it carefully. At that moment the paper in Haris' hand fell down when the writing stated that Jihan did the most effective method in preventing pregnancy permanently, namely tubal ligation (surgery). 

So she couldn't get pregnant not because she was barren, but on purpose. 

Haris' blood is boiling. His eyes showed a great anger. The paper in his hand was squeezed to formless. It was as if it was an outlet of his anger at this moment. 

So this is your reply, Ji. I can't believe you lied to me after everything I gave you. 

Clear circles dripped just soaked the sturdy cheeks of Haris. Hate for one problem can even eliminate the love that was built for seven years. 

The door opened making Haris look. He looked at the beautiful woman who had just entered. The woman he had always considered perfect and sincere loved him, but actually gave a very deep wound. 

''Sorry, Mas. I stopped by the salon a long time ago.'' Jihan put three tote bags on the sofa. 

Haris bergeming. He tried not to vent his anger. Everything should be discussed with a cold head, not with anger. 

Jihan approaching. His eyes looked at the fist of paper in Haris's hand as well as the map that was lying on the floor. 

''It's what, Mas?'' ask Jihan to investigate. Pick up an empty map that's lying on the floor. 

Haris turned his gaze away. thrusting the paper in front of Jihan. As if he was reluctant to look at the woman again. 

Jihan immediately picked it up and widened the attachment. Just by looking at the hospital logo, his eyes are perfectly rounded.

''Forgive me, Mom. Not that I'm covering this up from you, but I'm __"

Jihan stopped her speech as Haris raised her hand. He lowered his head avoiding the sharp gaze of the husband. 

''Why are you doing this to me, Ji. What's wrong?'' asked Haris in a soft but pressing voice.  

''I have never demanded anything from you. I accept you for who you are. But what you're doing is not only hurting me, but also mom and dad. All this time I kept you because I thought you sincerely loved me. Butwhat? Just carrying my son you don't want to, then why are you still sticking with this marriage?" asked Haris with trembling lips. Trying to stay on his feet even though his body started to limp with that bitter reality. 

''As I will explain, this is not what you think I am __"

''Enough!" Again Haris stopped Jihan's words. 

The woman began to sob and rest in front of Haris. Ask forgiveness for his actions. Clutching her husband's legs and continuing to say sorry. 

I covered up my marriage and wasted Ainaya just to keep your heart, Ji. I know it's wrong to get married without your permission. But what I got now. Just a pain of selfishness. 

Haris tried to stay calm. He rubbed his tears that flooded his cheeks and sat down. 

''It's not all your fault, Ji. I was also wrong, it is better now that we are self-introspecting.'' Haris hugged Jihan tightly, but it was as if the love was beginning to fade away considering what the woman was doing. 

''I will stay at my mother's house for a while, not for evading, but I just need calm, '' said Haris took off his embrace. He came out of the room regardless of Jihan's call.