Not the Hope Husband

Not the Hope Husband
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They sit in long chairs. "Mas, we've been dating all along. Never have we done kissing like most people date." Soraya's voice was timid.


"Huh?" Fatir was shocked to hear that. "Actually .. The courtship is not allowed, right? handhold. That hug can't be why it's close to adultery."


"Why do you want to date?" soraya asked, staring fixedly at Fatir's face under the dim light.


"Lho .. kan Mas already said, we just break up don't date again-"


"Ah .. How the hell is that? don't want .. It's okay we broke up."


"It's good." Timpal Fatir immediately responded.


"Listen first. As long as we get married soon, huh?" holding Fatir's hands above his thighs.


Fatir was silent for a moment. "No, I'm not ready yet." Shakes slowly.


"Mas, my parents are resigned now. How much money do we want to bring for our marriage that is important we are halal first he said." Soraya.


Hearing Soraya's words, Fatir became stunned. Given that the money that was collected to get married is now used up to buy a dowry and wedding ring for Viona. Not to mention spending monthly. Not yet the needs of his family, it is also impossible that he charges all to Viona. It is prestigious, except for the cost of the hospital.


"Mas, how can you be dumb? think what the hell!"


"Ah, no. The money I used to say for the marriage, now nothing, to use other needs first," Fatir said, looking in a distant direction.


"Lho, Mas ...is that said savings for us to get married?" soraya's face was disappointed.


"You know what else Raya ... I need." Taking a long breath.


Soraya exhaled her breath violently. "Yo wes ... Mas. I want dong?"


Fatir. "You what?" full of curiosity.


Soraya put her hand on Fatir's shoulder with a smile. "You ... this." Swiping Fatir's lips.


Fatir gasped, receiving a touch from Soraya. "No-no. What's the?" Fatir immediately moved away.


"Why the hell? that's just doang .. the time of the new dating person just menggerasain it. We've been dating for years. Smell the cheek, it can be counted fingers. It's me who gives thanks, I never give to me.'' Soraya's lips pouted.


"Mas is afraid." While swallowing her saliva.


"Fear why?" Rajuk Soraya's.


"Fear of kebablasan. And do not equate Mas with other men dong Raya ... They don't dare. What is the name of courtship, any other sin is so free." Fatir shuddered.


"Ih, cemen ..." sahut Raya.


"Not cemen. But fear of sin, there have been many sins, you want to add more! oh ... please repent." Patting jidatnya.


"Ah, your holy pretender Mas." Soraya's upset.


"It's up to you to-"


"If it's up to me, come on dong?" Soraya cut the sentence from Fatir then approached.


"No, whatever you want to say, I want to go home." Ngeloyor.


It made Soraya even more upset. "Mass? iih ... basic ask not to!"


Fatir said goodbye to Soraya's parents as a sign of respect. Ma, Sir. I'll go home first."


"Oh, don't you care, son?" reply Bu Siti.


"No Ma'am. Assalamu'alaikum."


"Wa'alaikum salam. Then he approached his motorcycle and put on a helmet.


Soraya stood beside Fatir. "Eh, Mas. Why did I just do it? your ring is so pretty." Raising Fatir's hand and he looked closer.


Fatir only realized that his wedding ring with Viona he never let go, his heart became unbecoming.


"I pinjem ya Mas? enough words on my ring finger!" soraya said while intending to remove the ring from Fatir's ring finger.


"Don't." Fatir quickly pulled his hand. "Don't, this is from my old friend as. Yes, really." Fatir convinced Soraya.


"Nurp ..." Fatir took his breath. Afraid of being taken Soraya, while on the inside was engraved Viona's name. It could be a long matter if caught. But he is not ready to reveal everything.


"From who the hell? feeling I know all your friends Mas." Soraya


Tracing the streets that only hit by lights on the outskirts. But his goal was not his home but the hospital. Where is her mother and sister there.


"Assalamu'alaikum ... Ma!" fatir said as he opened the door. The mother was lying on the other bed. He also appears to be sleeping.


"Wa'alaikum salam. Tumben's been here tonight, son? by yourself?" sahut the mother while rubbing her eyes.


"Yes, Mom. Alone." Fatir kissed the back of his hand.


Fatir approached Heshya who seemed to be getting better. Then stretched out his hand stroking the sister's hair. Then walk and sit on the couch.


Bu Afiah was surprised, Fatir tumben came night-night. "Tumben came here at night, left the wife at home. Is there a problem with Viona? until he doesn't come home" he asked softly.


"Huh? no Ma'am. There's no problem. Lazy to go home too, Viona's not home."


"Where is it going?" Bu Afiah gasped in shock.


Fatir lay on the sofa his hands hugging the bolster. "He's got business out of town."


"Ooh ... get out of town anyway .. no matter where! business errands?" looking softly at the son.


"Hem .. yes." Both of his eyes were staring at the ceiling.


"Yu wes's. Then just go to sleep. But have you eaten yet, son?" search Bu Afiah.


"It's Mom." Looking at the mother who was lying back, Then Fatir saw a ring that was circular on his ring finger, yes loose and yes look at it does look beautiful. A name Viona was tucked beautifully there, she brought a smile and at a glance she kissed the ring.


The night was getting late and Viona's face seemed to be dancing in her eyes. Making Fatir's eyes difficult to close.


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In the middle of the night, Viona woke up looking at her empty side. "Fatered?" call Viona.


Netra her eyes continued to search for the whereabouts of Fatir. But when observing the room he occupied then realized that he was outside the city and Fatir did not participate.


Viona took a deep breath. Rubbing the face with both palms. "Astagfirullah. I'm not at home.


The bead of his eyes leads to a round clock that already shows at 02:00 in the morning. Then pull her hand and notice the beautiful circular wedding ring. His lips were interested in showing a smile.


"Huuh .." let out a long sigh, and set his foot on the floor. Heading to the bathroom and seconds and then back to continue his sleep.


Tomorrow. Viona has started to carry out her duties, visiting the destination of the Omanya company. A meeting awaits Viona.


Now the burden is increasing, carrying a great responsibility for the running of the company that is his inheritance. Being prepared with a rival might even threaten his safety.


Hence from a distance there was a bodyguard watching Viona and guarding her. To keep Viona safe.


After Viona's few days in town, Hendra always met Viona in her spare time. Sometimes Viona felt uncomfortable, worried that there would be problems in the Hendra household.


This time they were both in a restaurant. "Don't you know Mas, meet me constantly? it will be slander. Mas's wife can be suspicious and eventually will be the target, do not pity me?" Complain Viona.


"Let's Vi, it's good to ask for a divorce." Hendra answered lightly.


"Mas, I should think of me too. I will be your wife's moons and Mas must remember. If we're never gonna be together." Viona was obviously sucking her drink.


"We will unite Vi dear .. we will marry and live far away from this country. You have to believe that." Grasping Viona's hand.


Viona pulled her hand. Dodge from Hendra's hands. "That can't be it."


"Nothing is impossible if we try. Everything could have happened. We can definitely get married. How to do it." Hendra was convincing.


Viona. Not agreeing with Hendra's opinion, Done eating. Viona moves and Hendra drives to the car that Viona uses while in this City.


Hendra opens the car door until Viona comes in. "Thank You! I'm back at the office."


"Yes, be careful." Waving his hands.


The car that Viona was riding in drove over quickly leaving the man who kept smiling and waving.


Viona's gaze was straight ahead. Sighing in rough breath. "Nurp ...."


"Miss. You're not into napa-napa?" tanya So looked back where the Boss was sitting there.


"No." Viona replied. The journey was silent except for the sound of a machine that adorns the eardrum. He took his phone looking at the screen in a chat filled with Hendra full of love words that made Viona smile herself. Not a single message came from Fatir as her husband. Because indeed he does not know the number of Viona who knows his number from Alisa not once he tried to contact ....


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