Remember Me, My Husband!
Why He Forgot Me
Maysha was unable to hold back tears after finding the reality too painful. Instead of being happy after finding her husband, she must instead be faced with a new test in her life.
A severe accident three years ago left Arlan with amnesia and forgetting any memories from his past. He did not even remember the wife he left behind.
Arlan and Laura were still silent at the seat. The couple looked in shock when Maysha told them who Arlan was. Even Arlan seemed to not believe what he heard.
"I'm sorry, but we can't just trust strangers. If you were my husband's wife, would you have proof?" laura asked, as if she did not believe Maysha's words.
"I'm sure you're just the wrong guy. I don't know you at all and don't remember anything about you" Arlan added.
Maysha wiped her tears. The fact that Arlan did not remember him was the most painful blow of his life. He then reached into the bag and pulled out the phone. Opening the gallery and sliding the rectangular flat object in front of her husband.
"There's all the evidence that I'm not lying."
Hesitating, Arlan grabbed the phone. For a moment she glanced at Laura who was leaning her head, as if she wanted to come see what was on the phone of the woman who claimed to be her husband's first wife.
A pair of Arlan's eyes glazed over as he opened photo after photo on the phone. Starting from wedding photos, selfies, there are even photos of their togetherness in a room that looks very friendly. Unknowingly Arlan dropped the phone on the floor. Fortunately the object did not break and only blisters on the side that collided with the floor.
"I'm your wife, Mas Arlan. Three years ago you were declared missing in an accident. I've been looking for you for three years."
Tensions dominated for a few moments. Arlan had not been able to say anything. Only Laura continued to linger in his arms. It was as if the woman wanted to show Maysha that she was the owner of the man.
"Then what do you want now? He's married and we love each other." Laura's voice sounded.
The blasphemous sentence was like piercing into the recesses of Maysha's heart. Arlan used to be cold to all the women who approached him. The gentle attitude he only gave to himself. And now, Maysha sees herself as her husband trying to calm down and hug another woman right in front of himself.
Of jealousy? Sure oes. Even today Maysha feels like her body is being devoured by fire.
"He's not Devan but Arlan Alviano. He married you for having amnesia and didn't know he was married before. I hope you understand this!" pekik Maysha, start to lose patience.
"No! You couldn't have asked her to leave me because I was pregnant with her child. After all now you're just a stranger in my husband's eyes!"
That long sentence managed to silence Maysha. Although it felt like he wanted to beat up Laura, but his common sense led to not be rash. He didn't want to look bad in Arlan's eyes on the first day they met.
Maysha then got up and squatted right in front of Arlan. Staring at her husband's chocolate bead was deep. "Mas Arlan, please believe me. I'm your wife and we love each other. Let's go back to our homes and get some medicine. I'm sure slowly you can recall your past back."
"No!" sambar Laura's. He threw Maysha's hand which was holding Arlan's arm. "You just want to take my husband, right? Get out of my house right now!"
Laura hats. Will vents his anger at Maysha but Arlan cradles her body and takes Laura to their room.
While Maysha was still glued to her knees. From here he could hear Laura's screaming voice, followed by Arlan's soft voice trying to dampen the woman's anger.
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"Mas, he must be trying to trick us. He's a nobody. Don't trust strangers!" persuade Laura to sob.
"Then what about the evidence, Laura? It's all real photos."
"So what do you want now? Come with him home!" squeal Laura.
"It's not so, Laura. I think he's right. I also want to know who I really am and live my life with my true identity. Not like now, where I don't know who I am."
Her husband's words made Laura's body freeze. Her tears were getting worse over her cheeks.
"You are Mas Devan, my husband! That's your identity."
Arlan took a deep breath. "Devan never existed. He's just a lost man."
Arlan's words were like an indecision that scratched the wound in Laura's heart. The woman sat on the edge of the bed sobbing.
"Are you going to leave me after remembering everything?" shiver the woman.
"That's not gonna happen, Laura. You are pregnant with my son. I can't leave you."
"Then let me talk to that woman. If he doesn't mind, you can come along."
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Maysha could hardly believe Arlan's request that Laura come with them home. How will he help Arlan remember his past if Laura is among them?
Although hesitant and a little objection, but he tried to give up. The most important thing now is that Arlan wants to come with him home and get some medicine. Maysha did not want to stress her own desires.
After speaking at length and finding a word of agreement, they finally left the next day.
Now they are on the plane. The afternoon air was quite cold. Arlan sat in a chair next to Laura who seemed to be complaining of coldness.
On the other hand, Maysha had to endure the jealousy of seeing her husband so tender and considerate of other women. He felt his body freeze. Luckily the thick fur jacket he used was able to reduce the stabbing of cold air.
"Want a drink?" Maysha handed two cups of drink to Arlan. Laura immediately grabbed a cup of coffee.
"Pregnant women are not good at drinking coffee. It's better to have tea" said Maysha, then hand over the tea cup.
"All right, thank you" said Laura, then sipped some tea. The warm taste of the drink made him feel better.
Maysha chose to sit next to Arlan. Although her husband was impressed not so care about her existence and leaning more towards Laura, but Maysha did not want to be too concerned. Arlan's recovery was the most important thing for him. After all, Arlan behaved like now because of memory loss.
The seconds, minutes and hours passed quickly. The plane continued to air through the dark and cold night.Without knowing it, Maysha's eyes closed.
Arlan looked at the two women leaning on his shoulder in turn. On the left side is Laura, a 25-year-old young woman whom she married 3 months ago. And on the right side is Maysha, the mysterious woman she said she married 3 years ago.
"What am I supposed to do with these two women?"
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Upon arrival at the airport, they are greeted by a driver who Maysha had asked to pick them up.
Laura was amazed to see the luxury of the car they were riding. Upon arrival at home, the woman was again amazed to see the luxury of the house they had just entered.
"Are Mas Arlan and Mbak Maysha a wealthy couple?" That was the first question that came to Laura's mind.
Maysha turned her body and smiled towards her husband. "Welcome back to our home. Hopefully by returning to this house, your memory will return as well."
Arlan only replied with a slow nod. Everything there was foreign to him. Even the photo of her wedding to Maysha in a pretty friendly pose, which hangs in the living room is completely meaningless. Everything's bland.
"Come, I'll show you this house. Maybe you can remember a little."
Maysha pulls Arlan's hand towards another corner of the house. While Laura was still glued to her admiration. He stared at some of the photos and charters that adorned the nightstand.
"So Maysha Hadikusuma is an obstetrician, huh? It's only right that he banned me from drinking coffee."
Laura grabs the wedding picture frame that adorns the sideboard table. A slanted smile rose at the corner of his lips.
His eyes rotated to make sure no one was looking. He deliberately dropped the picture frame to the floor until the glass fragments scattered.
After seeing the luxury of the house, she was convinced that her husband was a very rich man. So there is a desire in the heart to have Arlan alone.
"Just calm down Maysha, I will definitely kick you out of here."
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