Sekar (The Owner of Hearts)

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Mas, I went there huh.

A message she had sent to her husband for almost half an hour, but there was still no reply.

After deciding to suck herself up, she finally chose to get out of the room and headed to the lounge where her husband and friends gathered.

Beautiful woman who knows who namamya is sitting next to Harsa, making her forehead shrivel. Such a thing is actually not the first time, she knows her husband even today is still surrounded with various kinds of women out there. But what makes him careless this time, a longing and wanting gaze from the woman to her husband. In fact, she did not hesitate to touch Harsa's shoulder with a seductive look.

"Are you not aware of this?" the question that came from the mouth of a man named Kairav greeted his eardrum.

Her husband shook his head with a smile,

"Don't you, it's all time.."

Her husband's answer made her frown even more. What are they discussing? What can he not know? And who is that woman?

Her feet were getting closer to the table where her husband was, probably from being too serious about something to the point that no one was aware of his arrival.

Just when his lips wanted to greet them, his eyes caught the woman leaning spoiled on Harsa's shoulder. He chose to leave the place, but only then did he twist his body.

"Strong!" adit's voice greeted him.

Harsa

He was surprised when Adit called his wife's name,

"Strong!" his eyes looked at the figure of his wife who was turning over and leaving the place.

Dengab hastily he took his cellphone that was lying on the table, then tried to catch up with Sekar which was certain there would be misunderstandings that occurred. He immediately stood up without noticing Letta leaning on his shoulder.

"Wahh.wagering, what am I talking about, right?" adit muttered softly but it sounded clear in his ears.

He slightly ran to follow the steps of Sekar who was very far away. After successfully exiting the lounge which was quite crowded that night. He has not seen the existence of Sekar again.

The finger pressed the elevator button up to his room. When he entered his room, he did not see his wife there.

"Let's pick up dong dear.." murmured himself with panic when Sekar did not pick up his phone for the third time.

"Come on.come on, baby pick up..."

I don't know how many times he tried to contact his wife but none of them were picked up. His feet headed towards the bathroom, he chose to free his face because of the dizziness in his head. His eyes glanced to the side of the sink, looking at a lingerie he knew belonged to his wife and a well-sealed safety.

He tried to regulate his breathing, staring at his reflection in front of the mirror. His chest felt tight at this time, after knowing his wife intended to give a surprise on their anniversary.

Chequek..

With the door open, he walked out of the bathroom and looked at his wife. Sekar chose silence, walking past him towards the middle room.

He followed where his wife was walking,

"Yes..."

"Tomorrow I want to go to Surabaya." said his wife made him frown. Sekar spoke while ignoring his existence, without looking at him in the slightest.

"Cook to Surabaya?"

"I have a meeting there." said Sekar without looking at him again.

"Aren't you on leave? We're still here in three days" he said calmly trying to dampen this warming atmosphere.

Sekar smiled cynically while cleaning some clothes that had been arranged in the closet into the suitcase.

He pulled his wife's waist, making Sekar cling to her. Inevitably his wife looked at him because of his sudden actions.

"Thank you for the surprise, I'm sorry for messing things up."

Sekar looked at him fixedly, as his hands began to stroke the soft back that he had not touched for a long time. For some reason tonight his heart was beating fast again when he was near his wife. A thing that had disappeared when his wife began to conceive Andra.

She touched his hand and threw it away. Then returned to the suitcase, without taking out a single word.

He would not give up this time, his hands re-hugging his wife's waist from behind.

"I'm sorry." That's the only word that came out of his lips.

"Mas, move aside I'm cleaning up!" again he threw his hand.

"That was Letta, the girl that Kairav brought." she tried to open up the chat for an explanation.

I smile back, smiling cynically,

"The girl Kairav brought? But hold it to you?" the answer with a cynical tone from a Sekar that he never got from before.

"The oath ! No playing me with him, asked Adit. I've never played with anyone." obviously, that's the truth. Although he realized the quality of their bed relationship was reduced drastically, but he did not touch other women at all.

Sekar threw a sharp gaze at him, but began to be decorated with tears that pacified.

"Is this why you changed and never touched me? Because out there there are many women who are willing to touch Mass Harsa?"

Sekar's tears successfully came out of his throne, his wife threw away the clothes that had been grasped, then sat sobbing on the edge of the bed.

He knelt in front of Sekar while embracing the slender body of his wife.

"I'm sorry." she said.

"I don't need money or a new business to open for me. I just want to go back to how I used to be ! I also need an inner living from the Harsa mas !" this time Sekar spoke again with emotions that exploded again.

His lips clenched as his wife's beautiful face began to wet with tears.

"I'm tired mas." said Sekar again this time with a soft word.

"If you are not in love with me anymore, you can talk to me. I will never hold anyone back from loving me by force. Lf..."

"If you only love Andra, it's okay, but talk to me. Don't be like this, don't make me like a ja*ang woman who needs warmth in front of her own husband mas." It's getting sobbing.

But his words made him aghast, though,

"What the hell are you talking about? How the hell is that? I don't like it." he said softly but filled with emphasis.

"Like not, but that's the truth. I'm tired !"

Vast

Tonight he could not bear everything he felt. Seeing that Harsa was silent as the other woman was struggling spoiled, made her heart inflamed.

His heart always tries to keep the feeling of love, but what does he get? The question in his heart, was he wrong if he gave up? Is she wrong to stop falling in love with her husband? Doesn't a relationship have to be from two directions, not from his own efforts?

But everything was broken when he saw Harsa loved Andra very much and all the actions of Harsa who became a perfect father, which would certainly be idolized by all wives if they had such a husband.

But he also needs love for himself, he needs warmth for himself. And all that he did not get anymore, honestly sometimes he felt something was empty and just lost.

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