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This love story is not over yet, this is the beginning of a long journey from the love story of a cyista. Where his patience is always tested, tossed by the storm, tossed by the waves.

Every person will definitely receive the name of the exam to be able to move up the class to a higher degree.

Right now it is the one who is being wrought to become a better person, a person who is more patient and strong in the face of all trials.

I entered the house feeling sad. I hesitated to meet my husband, I was not ready to look him in the face, nor was I able to hear every word he was about to say. I paused for a moment in the doorway, I breathed deeply into the air in that space, as if I were stocking up on the oxygen supply in my lungs so I could keep breathing in the depths of the sea I was about to dive into.

After I calmed down enough to step back into our room, I saw him sitting pensively on the bed. Could he be waiting for me? Could it be that he wanted to correct his mistake, but it wasn't me who told him to marry that woman.

It's ironic that I'm beginning to regret my decision, I'm afraid I won't be able to survive because of honey. I'm afraid I can't share him with that woman. Oh my god, guide me.

I know, I'm in charge of everything that's happened. I could not afford to be a good wife to her so she covered up my shortcomings by looking for advantages in other women. Yeah, I'm wrong, so I have to fix it.

My body trembled a bit as we got closer, I saw him looking at me deeply. Such a sad look was filled with regret and longing.

I sat next to him, our eyes still locked on each other, as if figuring out their hearts.

"Mas, have you taken a shower?"

"It."

"You want to eat, let me prepare."

"Later on, I want us to solve our problems first."

"Isn't it all done ?"

"For me not yet."

"Alright, please talk."

"Cista, I know I was wrong, even I hurt you so deeply. I was too greedy and never felt enough . I sinned against you, I'm sorry but will you hold on for me? I can't afford to lose you."

"Before you do that do you think of me, how do I feel?"

"Oh yeah, but I always try to be around you when you're home. But if you still feel that way, I'm sorry, I can't be a good wife to you yet."

"Don't love, you've been the best, I'm the jerk and greedy for not being satisfied with what I have."

"Once it is, forget it . I just want to fix myself. I'm asking for help, don't meet me for a while. I need time to accept all this. Congratulations on your marriage, may you be trustworthy and can be fair to us. I came out first it looks like they've come."

"Cista." The two middle-aged men were already standing gallantly and firmly in front of his room.

"Dad, papah."

"Where's dzaky?" My father-in-law who looked even more angry went straight into the room .

Bug bugs. Two blows landed on my husband's handsome face and inflicted wounds there to the point of spitting out fresh blood.

"What did you do to my daughter huh."

"I'm sorry I'm rewarded." Dzaky replied to his papa while his father-in-law only witnessed the scene between the child and his papa.

"If you can't make him happy, give him back to his father well, don't keep putting wounds in his heart. I never taught you to be this contemptible. Divorce the cyst, let him seek his own happiness."

"No reward I beg you not to separate me from him, do not return the cysts to the pah father, I beg you."

"Pah, stop. Cista is fine, it's the cyst's own decision to allow mas dzaky polygamy. Cya sincere pah, cyst ridho."

"No son, papah won't approve. How can you be happy if you have to be in polygamy?"

"that's it har. It's their decision, we just have to pray. Cya, I'm sorry son, maybe it's karma because I used to treat your mother badly, I'm sorry son."

"Dad, we were born with our own destiny. Maybe this is a test for my hijrah, God wants to test me whether I am capable of istiqomah and more faith in Him."

"OK, but papah has a condition for you dzaky. All caffe built by reihan from now on will be taken care of directly by the cyst and you are not entitled to it all because before reihan died he has on behalf of everything to be in the name of the cyst."

"From now on you only have one caffe that you pioneered yourself in Jakarta. Home and boarding is also in the name of the cyst.anything that in the name of the cyst you do not have the right to enjoy it. One more thing you should never bring that cheap woman in front of me, remember that. My son-in-law is just one, Cyst."