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Unaware, Dzaky watched them from across the street in front of the caffe.

Dzaky felt his blood boiling, he was jealous, angry and afraid of losing a cyst.

(What if the cystic leaves me and runs away to Joseph's brother, let alone Joseph's brother who loved and loved the cyst long ago. I was too stupid to hurt my cysts so often, and now I regret my stupidity that finally made me feel afraid of losing it.) Dzaky said in his heart as he continued driving his car towards Joseph's house.

Tok tok, assalammu'alaikum. Dzaky knocked on the door of Joseph's house, not forgetting that he also said hello.

Ceklek, the door sounds open. Both Joseph and Dzaky were silent with their own thoughts.

"Dzak, come on in." Dzakypun went in and sat down with an unbecoming feeling. He was so agitated, he was also confused what to say to the man in front of him who he had considered like his own biological brother, especially after reihan's leg died.

"Why dzak?" Joseph asked who was answered by Dzaky.

"Dzaky, I'm sorry I saw the cyst. I can't help myself after hearing your troubles from om har. I'd love to beat you up, you know not how much I love him, but the cyst prefers to be with you. This is the reply you give to the cyst dzak, repeatedly the cyst must swallow disappointment and hurt dzak, is that what you call loving dzak?"

"Sorry brother, I'm sorry I let everyone down."

"I'm sorry? Apologize to cyst dzak. Dzaky, if you can't make a cyst happy please let her go."

"No brother, I can't let go of him, can't sister. I love her so much."

"Love you said. Pain him repeatedly, make him shed tears and then you even have another daughter. Is that what you call love?"

"Until any time I won't let go of my sister's cyst."

"Dzak, can you make her as happy, cheerful as she used to be before marrying you, or before you started to incise a wound in her heart? Because ever since you started slashing little by little the recesses of his heart, he is not the cyst I used to know dzak, he often cries, his laughter and his smile become discordant because tucked lara in it. Can you see his wound?"

Dzaky was silent, he remembered one by one his mistakes that made the cyst hurt. First, the cyst has to accept the fact that I already have a son from hesti when I and Hesti High School first. Even I'm letting cyista take care of the boy now.

Second I had an affair with sita and finally the third I polygamous. Although the cystic advocated it because he did not want me to continue to fornicate with confiscation. But still he must have been hurt by it.

Yes Brother Joseph was right, I have incised many incisions that eventually make deep wounds in the heart of the cyst.

"Your silence is the answer to your inability to please a cyst, isn't that right?"

Dzaky fell silent, his tears dripping down without permission remembering all the sins he had committed on his cyst, a wife so good to him. Wife who never demands anything, stupidly I wasted diamonds in my house just to chase the pebbles outside the house.

"If you do love a cyst, divorce your honey dzak, return to the cyst completely, repent and no longer play with fire if you do not want to burn someday. Remember dzak, the cystic of an ordinary man who has the threshold of his patience. You must be sorry if you go far away and leave you."

"As far as dzak, think carefully. I'm sorry I have to go to college in 15 minutes, and my teaching hours are here. If you still want to be here please come later if you want to go home please lock the door and keep it in a normal place, because vira and her nanny are in the park."

Yusufpun went to college to teach, he left the dzaky who was still sitting pensively with his necklace. The sense of regret and guilt and fear further undermined his heart.

While elsewhere the cysta was calling her herm.

"Hallo baby, are you healthy?"

"Yes om, the cysts are healthy, everything is healthy, right?"

"Healthy dong, cyst, are you okay?"

"Either om, cyst is always confused and hesitant in taking a stand. Cyista feels wrong."

"Follow your heart dear, it doesn't matter if you're selfish, you have to be happy baby, understand."

"It doesn't matter if I have to divorce om, I'm afraid that dad, mom and dad har will be disappointed with the decision I took."

"No, they'll always support you, baby."

"Well I'll go back to thinking first, until I'm really loud and not tucked away in the slightest doubt in my decision later."

"Indeed so it should be dear, you multiply dhikr and pray istikharah okay."

"Yes om. Om be careful over there, tipped dad too yeah."

"Yes, honey, your father is the only brother you have."

"Yes already om cyista want to pick up hito first, it's time to go home to school. Drug om, I love you."

"I love you too dear, be careful."

"Yes to you."

Well loh cyst has started thinking about divorce from dzaky guys, duh duh duh how atuh. Let's just wait for the story.