Not the Hope Husband

Tega

"I, I can explain Raya." Firm Fatir.

Viona was dumbfounded and looked towards the woman wearing the knee-length skirt.

"Explain what Mas, it's clear in front of your eyes to make out with this woman. You said you were busy looking for money. But what exactly is Mas ha? you are busy with this woman***** huh?" shouted Soraya did not care to be the attention of visitors there.

"Slow down your voice in shame!" pinta Fatir invited her to sit down to join Viona but Soraya refused to keep her standing looking haughty.

"Eh, the woman who snatched the man's husband, she's my future husband. You need to know we've been in a relationship for years." Soraya pointed towards Viona.

"I!" Viona's eyes stared at the silent Fatir.

Fatir then pulled Soraya's hand away. "I want to talk."

"Speak here, I want to hear here. No need to take me away." Ketus Soraya who is now burning with jealous fire.

Fatir took a deep breath. Until he finally sat down and said. "Sit down."

"No way." Soraya was brief with eyes so sharp on Viona.

Viona was stunned she lost her appetite which was feeling so hungry.

"This woman, actually my wife-"

"What?" Soraya was shocked to hear that. Like hearing thunder in broad daylight.

Plaque!

Soraya's hand reflexively slapped Fatir's face, making Fatir hold his cheek which was quite hot.

Viona gasped to see Fatir in Soraya's slap. "Why did you slap him? pity." Viona looked towards Soraya who was already overwhelmed with anger.

"Did Mas say she was your wife? wife from where? you forgot about our relationship?" his voice shook and his knees were weak.

"Yes, this woman is my wife and our marriage is legalized by religion and country" Fatir replied while enduring pain on the cheek, from the tip of the lip came out droplets of blood.

Viona couldn't bear to see it. He took a tissue and wiped the bloody lip of Fatir.

Soraya doesn't accept Viona as much attention as Fatir. "You don't need to be so considerate of my future husband." Soraya screeched off Viona's hand from Fatir's face.

"He's bleeding. Don't you feel sorry for him who said your future husband ha?" Viona did not heed Soraya's words. He continues to purge the blood from the lips of the man who recognizes himself as a wife.

"You're just the new woman in Fatir's life. The basic seductress of the future husband of the people," Soraya's voice rose up and the ones there turned their heads back and whispered to each other. Looking down at Viona.

"Being guarded has a mouth. I never-" Viona hung up her sentence. Inwardly she realized that she was the one who asked Fatir to be her husband. Viona bowed down to serve Soraya's words.

"Well, if you're a seductress and snatch from me, you should know? That fan loves me so much. There's no way he'd fall into your arms if you hadn't set him up!" peekik Soraya's.

"Enough Kingdom. Enough, shame." Sela Fatir's. "Do you not know why? besides you I've decided but you don't want to, Raya," Fatir's voice in a low tone.

"I don't want to know any reason. And I don't want to break up because we love each other, that's the truth." Reply Soraya with certainty.

"But, now Mas is married and that's the truth. Not kidding." Clearly Fatir was standing before Soraya.

"I don't want to hear anything. You are mine forever no woman can have you Mas besides me." Soraya.

"I can't, I'm her husband now. Please understand."

"You have the heart, you hurt me. People who love you sincerely. Accompanying you from how many years ago, you forgot our promise Mas, hik hik hik." Finally Soraya cried as well as an outpouring of her resentment and anger.

"It's not my intention to hurt you, I used to want to marry you, but your father didn't want us to get married quite so -"

"But after that, I agreed. And I told you it was the same you." Soraya stared hard.

"When you say that, I don't hold any money at all and I've given you a choice, please marry another man. Because I am one who has many dependents. Not necessarily make you happy."

"No, I don't want to marry anyone but you. Hik hik hik." Soraya shook her head violently. "Now I ask you to stay with him. I can accept if you have Mas" hugged Fatir's hand. With a clear voice.

The deg!

Viona's heart seemed to stop beating when she heard the word leave. Viona's eyes stared at Soraya. "After all, we were married. So it's not that easy either, it certainly needs a process for us to take care of everything."

Fatir and Viona did not expect that Soraya would do that to Viona after slapping Fatir's cheek.

"Soraya?" Fatir picked up a tissue to dry Viona's face and clothes were soaked.

Soraya grabs Fatir's hand to keep him away from Viona. "Now you have to choose between two. You choose me or the woman***** this?"

The deg!

Viona's heart ached to hear this insults and humiliation by Soraya, she stood up and grabbed her bag. He looked at Fatir who looked confused.

"Jawab Mas's. Now choose me or that woman?" You must have chosen me, right?" while glaring at Viona.

Viona stared intently at Soraya and Fatir who were also looking at her. Then Viona left carrying a heart that she had difficulty describing, pain and arrogance in her chest as well as the shame she had to accept, not forgetting to bring her paper bag.

"Vi, wait?" Fatir intends to follow but the hand of the clutch by Soraya.

Viona did not care about Fatir's voice telling her to wait. He kept walking carrying his wounded heart. His eyes were glazed over from his current feelings. He admitted this was indeed his fault that had invited Fatir to marry only for his purpose even though it was beneficial for both. Viona gets the entire inheritance from her Oma and Fatir's life is uplifted by Viona's presence.

"In reply. They chose me, right?" soraya asked, turning Fatir's face away from Viona's back. In order to look at himself and be confident that Fatir will choose him, he is the first and last Love of Fatir. Her thought.

Fatir stared fixedly at Soraya, cupping both hands in Soraya's face, so that Soraya felt victorious and above the clouds. "I love you so much. But she's my wife and I'm in charge of her, forget me! many men will love you more."

Fatir passed after leaving the money to pay for his meal with Viona. Then he took his broad steps to catch up with Viona.

"Mas! Mas don't go. Mas! you are the same with me, Matt." Pekik Soraya's. His crying broke out sounded so bitter. His body slumped to the floor sitting knots as he continued to cry and screamed calling Fatir's name.

People see it there are sympathy there are also those who consider it excessive. There are also those who record so that it is spread on social media with the title of old wife who hit a younger wife who is more beautiful.

Is there anyone who says "Suami is bored? old wife kicked" In a matter of seconds the tape spread and became a byword. Basic male snatch people. No other man what? what's faster, just an old wife who is less clear. Just look at the young wife so clear and bohai. Basic men do not know themselves and men do not know grateful, that's among the comments of the netizens who are all right.

Viona sat in the car, taking the keys to Fatir. He cried as an overflow of disappointment and a wound in the chest.

Fatir followed and sat behind the steering wheel. "I'm sorry Soraya said that."

"Ndak nothing. I was wrong, I was a teaser. Dare to take someone's future husband, but I don't care if you want to marry him. Please, that's your right, and if you want to divorce me, please! I don't mind. There is no problem" said Viona but her heart grew sick, as if contrary to what she said just now. Her tears fell down her cheeks.

"Suutt .." Fatir's index finger stuck to Viona's lips. "Don't say anything anymore. We go home!" Her fingers rubbed Viona's wet cheeks. Highlight his eyes were so gently staring intensely at Viona.

Viona doesn't make any more noise. His eyes continued to look towards the driving Fatir.

At this moment Fatir felt something turbulent that he was difficult to express. Soraya is a woman whom she has loved for a long time, while Viona is clearly her status as her legal wife - someone who ties her to a sacred promise she cannot possibly break. Occasionally Fatir glanced at Viona who also sometimes looked towards him.

This woman is so good to him and his family, it is not natural to have to leave him just for the sake of love for the lover who is not necessarily a match.

After a long time, the car arrived in the usual parking lot. Both of them went down, Fatir took the paper bag from Viona's hand. Viona smiled looking at him and then walked following Fatir's steps.

"Ih, fear. It's so dark." Murmured Viona while grabbing Fatir's hand.

"Snake!" fatir's voice was slow with a smile.

Viona pinched Fatir's small hand. "Not a coward but a shame." Kilah Viona pulled her lips mesem.

"Just like that." Arriving at home.

"Assalamu'alaikum, Mom. Vi brought you new clothes." Viona approached Afiah and her children.

"Make me not? Beautiful mom why don't you take me!" Sidar wakes up from his bed.

"Oh, next time. What do you want to buy anyway? clothes, I bought them." Viona Tympal.

"Yes .. wash your eyes" Adam said from his bedroom door.

"Oh, okay. I didn't give you a walk." Viona reached into the bag and took out the red money she shared with the ones there, they were so happy to receive it. Then he entered the room.

Viona stood waiting for Fatir to finish the Prayer, then Viona came in and sat on the edge of the bed while receiving a message from someone who made Viona's eyes wide open ....

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