Not the Hope Husband

Missed you

A long-haired woman appeared, immediately welcoming the arrival of her lover.

"I miss you" Soraya rushed straight into Fatir's arms.

Fatir was silent for a moment. Then took off Soraya's embrace. "Where are we going to talk?" her eyes were directed towards the seat that was in the chair.

"Em ... in the park behind yu?" soraya's hand pulled Fatir's hand back.

"Eh, say it used to be the same house person. Later come." Edit Fatir and refused his hand on the pull.

"That's just behind me." Soraya grumbled as she walked closer to the door. "Bus ... It's in the back, right? bring drinks and snacks don't forget, for both." Soraya screeched from the front door.

Fatir shakes. Seeing the behavior of the lover who is spoiled, anything must be served by the mother. Maybe because the youngest child made his attitude spoiled. But Viona is also an only child and was born to a wealthy family not as fancy as Soraya, in the eyes of Fatir.

Now both are dudu on the back porch, Soraya's hands are cozy in the hands of Fatir. His head stuck to the shoulder of the man who had been a lover for years.

Silent!

Ms. Siti came with a tray in her hand, two warm-looking tea cups still smoky and a plate of cake. He's keeping it at a table near the two of them.

"Son Fatir, please drink!" said Siti to Fatir.

"I'm very upset" said Soraya, holding her hand that hugged Fatir's.

Fatir thought hard, how to make Soraya understand and can reduce the meeting. If only it was not possible and Soraya obviously would not accept, especially without cause.

Fatir sighed deeply then he let go long. "As from now on, don't call me often, and we don't see each other often"

Soraya was astonished to hear the words of Fatir's aunt. "Why?" he distanced himself, changing his sitting position to face Fatir.

Before replying, Fatir took a deep breath. "You remember? like I said, my sister still needs treatment. Adam and Sidar should continue their education. So .. I need to focus even more on making a lot of money."

Soraya. "What if you miss?"

"I'll come when there's free time"

"You don't love me anymore, you don't love me anymore, do you?" it was clear that both of Soraya's eyes were glazed because Soraya's face was exposed to the lights.

"No, not that. I still love you Raya. My feelings are still the same, just the circumstances that require us to be patient and need time." Fatir listless.

"When should I wait? until my hair is gray, huh?" soraya's voice trembled withstanding the annoyance, her chest was too tight to feel.

"Raya, we need time. I can't be selfish thinking about myself! I'm the backbone of the family." Fatir. He stood walking a few steps. Standing on Soraya's back, she wiped away the tears.

"Yes, you're the backbone. But you can't give me a good decision, hik hik."

"If only there were a man who loved you, better than me. I sincerely let you go" said Fatir lirih.

For a moment Soraya petrified, then shook her head. "No, I don't want to marry anyone else."

"This is just a poor man. Find a man who will guarantee your life." Fatir turned his body briefly and then back to his original position.

Soraya shook her head again. "Both of us can look for both of us to live, Pokonya I don't want to marry anyone but you Mas."

"You can't be, you have to be happy with anyone. Don't expect me too much." Fatir is back.

Soraya poured into Fatir's arms in tears. "I don't want to marry anyone else. I just want to be with you, Mas."

Fatir took a moment. Then returned Soraya's embrace, rubbing her back gently. Seraya says. "Don't cry. I want you to be happy even if not with me."

Soraya shook her head again with her tears pouring down her cheeks. "No way, until whenever I just want to marry you Mas," his embrace tightened.

This decision is quite painful. But it must be done for the good in the future, Fatir is in a dilemma. When canceling a wedding with Viona, it was very unlikely and Soraya was also not as easy as turning the palm of the hand.

Especially with regard to feelings that have been well nurtured for a long time. What a hopeless and unparalleled reality. Now we are crying. Moreover, later it will be mixed with heartbreak, so from now on he must keep his distance from Soraya.

"Enough, please. Don't leave me, I love you so much. You too, right?" soraya's face looked up, her eyes were inundated with tears.

Fatir confused to answer what? in the end he nodded and his fingers rubbed against Soraya's wet cheeks.

Soraya again buried her face in Fatir's chest. Although the smell of Fatir perfume that now he does not like. Maybe Fatir's taste has now changed.

"Let's buy perfume like I used to?" Soraya looked up at Fatir's dim face.

"No need, you keep the money. Don't think about me."

"What then? naturally dong, if I think of you. I'm my lover, my future husband."

"No longer necessary. I still have stock" said Fatir.

"I don't like the smell" Soraya said in a spoiled tone.

"It's late, I have to go home. If there's anything important, call me. I hope we're okay."

Soraya re-embraced Fatir's body, as if she did not want to be separated. "Don't ask me to marry another, I'm just in love with you."

Fatir again sighed deeply to throw away all the burden that was in his chest that felt tight. "Yes already. I'll go home first!"

"But, Mas .. I still miss. Moreover, we will not necessarily meet sooner, let me hug you longer." Soraya's embrace grew even tighter.

"Already, embarrassed. It's not good to see people." Fatir's hand tried to take off Soraya's embrace that was so sticky.

Disappointed that covered his heart. Slowly Soraya let go of her embrace. "Yes promise? visit me, take the time, will you?" expectantly.

Both of Fatir's hands gently rubbed his head, then descended on Soraya's shoulders affectionately. "I'll go home first."

Fatir's steps were fixed on his motorbike. Previously he paid first to Soraya's parents who were inside.

Then Fatir drove his bike. Driving quickly to go home, the time has shown at 22:30 pm past.

About 30 minutes later he arrived at this humble house. His sisters are already in deep sleep and he himself carries a private key so that he can enter without disturbing others.

Fatir laid his body on that hard bed. Eye far to the ceiling. Time spun so fast and Fatir's eyes were reluctant to shut until he finally sat down and took a pack of cigarettes from the drawer. The mind drifts to remember tomorrow. All night Fatir was awake until morning, not closed for a moment.

Sayup-sayup heard the sound of the morning adhan reverberating. Fatir also moved from his seat took a towel and entered the bathroom.

Before entering the room, see first his sisters are they awake? apparently his two younger brothers were awake and writhing. "Wake up, shower and pray."

Then Fatir continued his steps towards the room that passed through the empty mother's room. After neatly he performed dawn prayers with hussu asking for smoothness in the event later.

It will be held at ten in the morning at the mosque around Viona's house.

Adam approached Fatir, who was now making warm tea. "Mas, Adam picked up mom first huh? all new motorcycles!" adam said, asking permission. I want to use the new Fatir motor.

"By, later Mas and mom. Departing by car Mas Darma. And the two of you are wearing a motorbike" Fatir said staring at his sister.

"Mas, aren't any brothers going to attend Mas Fatir's wedding?" sidar's question made Fatir look at his sister.

"Mas Fatir, told Edi's uncle. But I don't know if he'll drive us or not?" suhut Fatir while sipping his tea slowly.

"Assalamu'alaikum?" the voice of someone from outside.

Make the brothers look at each other. And I wonder who came this early in the morning ....

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