REPAY YOUR INFIDELITY

Meet Farhan

"Sorry I'm old, ma'am." He said and squatted in front of his son. Because of the meeting with Kyla earlier, the time that he should have used to treat his son was faster, it turned out like this. It still does not end with the woman's mind. The woman's face was so thick, that she lightly showed a face and asked for something like that. Adeela shook her head. Farhan and Kyla's love affair is no longer his business. And he did not want to know any more news about the two. It was enough that he held back when he woke up from his coma and came back to life with Farhan. The pain was attached, especially when he looked at Farhan who put on an innocent face every two of them. Adeela shook her head and put away the thoughts that were milling in her head.

"Here, let me take the medicine, Deel!" Justin's Pinta to his wife.

"No need, Mas. Let me just."

Adeela also folded the end of her arms on her son's shirt, to make it easier to treat blisters on her son's elbow.

As the cotton she put on her son's wound, Arka came back crying. Adeela was grimaced and could not bear to see it. Slowly, Adeela did it again until it was done.

"Udah done, baby. Poor thing, Mother's child. Her elbow hurts, huh, baby?!" He looked at his son. Arka who was asked like that, even just nodded her head. Her child's lips had been soaked down to want to cry again, but quickly Adeela took over her son from her husband. Adeela tried to calm her son by patting his son gently on the back.

Arshila was already in her Papa's arms. Arshila was crying earlier when her sister was injured like that. But painfully, Justin calmed his son.

Because of the situation that was not possible to continue the holiday in the park, they finally agreed to return home. Now Arka and Chila are asleep in the back seat.

It didn't take long, they finally got home. Adeela and Justin immediately took the child into the room. He slowly laid his son on the bed.

"Honestly, I'm afraid to see kids hurt like that, Mom." Adeela said while watching her son.

"I know that, Deel." Answer Justin. Justin knew what underlying his wife could be as-Parno it was. And maybe because of that incident also underlying his wife to be afraid of anything happening to their child. "As long as there's me and you, our son will be fine, Deel." And Justin doesn't want his wife to keep recalling the bitter memories she once had. Although the bitter memories can not be forgotten at any time, but he promised to treat the wound.

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"Where are you, Mum?" Adeela asked across the phone. This morning, her husband promised to pick her up at the store after coming home from work.

"A little while back, Deel. It's just a lot of traffic, feeling like the car's not walking." His grunts across the phone. Adeela who heard it could only laugh.

"The name is also Jakarta, Mas. Jams have become an everyday food!" The answer.

Justin who heard it could only take a deep breath.

"Yaudah, this is the shop I want to close. I'm nuggu in front of the store, yeah."

"Yes, 5 minutes to this." After saying hello, Adeela turned off her phone and pulled the key out of her bag. All the employees went home a few minutes ago. After making sure everything was safe, Adeela was waiting in front of her shop. The rattan chair he had deliberately placed in front of his shop became his favorite place while waiting like this. While looking at the atmosphere of the city of Jakarta and the people passing by in the Mall in front of his shop.

While busy scrolling on social media, the voice of a male deheman sounded in front there. Adeela who heard it raised her head and found her ex-husband standing there.

Farhan smiled wryly and revealed his true smile to Adeela. Adeela who saw it also furrowed her brows. What's wrong with this guy. As he recalled, the last time they met Farhan was furious and scolded him. And now...

"Hy, how are you, Deel?!" He still spoke with his smile he showed.

"Alhamdulillah, fine." He said and put his phone on the table. "To the point, what are you doing here?" He doesn't want to talk.

Farhan cleared his throat and his face was back flat.

"I'm not allowed to sit down?" He tried to melt the atmosphere.

Adeela did not answer him, she just stared at Farhan with her eyebrows knitted.

Farhan who did not get an answer, finally chose to be in his original position.

Farhan again cleared his throat before he spoke. I don't know why his throat was dry. He put it in his pants pocket. He is not confident.

"I... I'm sorry, Deel!" His instantaneous words made Adeela turn her head to look at Farhan.

"I regret everything I did, Deel. Now I hope you will forgive my mistakes and mistakes." He said with a face full of regret. They were quiet with each other for a moment. At last Adeela spoke again.

"No khilaf has walked for years, Farhan. Your Khilafnya it happened over and over again. That's not his name."

Farhan who heard it was silent. All the vocabulary he had neatly arranged inside his head, instantly collapsed. It is true what Adeela said.

"But even so, everything has happened. There's nothing more to regret. It's all been happening. The path you chose yesterday changed everything! Especially, me and Nurhan." Adeela said it while looking at Farhan. Waiting for how the face of the man in front of him. Farhan could only bow his head with a face that was already reddened.

Back, the mood is quiet. Adeela squeezed out the hand she placed on top of her thigh. He tried to take a deep breath. If you talk about the past, immediately his chest feels tight and painful.

"But do you want to know a little about, Nurhan? The last time he took his last breath?!" He looked into Farhan's eyes. Farhan whose face was flushed red, nodded his head slowly. A second passed until Adeela spoke again.

"That kid is the last of his time left, you want to know whose name he calls?"

Farhan was silent only a thousand languages with a reddened face holding back his cries. Farhan waited for every word that came out of Adeela's mouth. The tightness was getting worse at that moment.

"Your name!" He answered, pointing at Farhan.

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