Sharing Love: Sharing a Husband

Chapter 16

After she misses Yola, Zia decides to go home. He felt his heart a little relieved, because the burden he had been carrying became lighter.

Zia returned to Jakarta using public transportation. On the road quite densely crawled with vehicles, which happened to be this ahead of the weekend.

Zia leaned her head against the back of the bus, staring into the street through the window. Along the way he kept his thoughts on Yola's speech. To be honest, the word divorce was never in her mind. No woman wants to be a widow, but the life she lives is hard. During the wedding, she cried more than she smiled.

Until the daydream continues until it does not feel he has arrived in the metropolitan city. Zia continued her journey by taxi, until she came home at 10 p.m. Zia immediately entered upon arrival at home, she hoped not to meet the house person. The living room looked dark, he thought the occupants of the house were asleep.

Minutes later, the lights went on. Zia stopped for a moment. Even a thunderous voice welcomed his arrival.

"Good, this hour just got home! What time is it?" randy asked as he glanced at the clock coiled around his wrist.

Zia did not answer, because she felt it was too late to go home. This is the first time he's late.

"You realize you left the house without my permission?" ask again with a reddened look, how beautiful a Randy. He did not mind Zia who left the house, which he did not like because Camelia also went, even he stayed at his parents' house. Abandoned by his beloved wife makes his life feel empty.

"Because you left, Camelia left me!" chetus again.

Zia felt that she could not stand being here, being a wife was only used as an outlet for anger.

"Then, what do you want? Do you want me to go?" zia asked, she began to show her courage to her husband.

Hearing that word, Rendy immediately chuckled.

"If you dare to do so, you think I will prevent your departure? That's even good."

Zia who heard that could no longer hold back her anger, she immediately left her husband towards her room. Zia was crying behind the door, her heart was so bitter. It is really not considered.

Zia wiped her tears, she came to the closet, opened it and grabbed the suitcase in the closet. Zia stuffed her clothes into the suitcase originally, after all she was done walking and came out of the room. Down the stairs while dragging the suitcase. Fortunately, she did not see her husband's whereabouts, so she was able to leave without having to argue back.

Zia was already outside, standing in front of the house. He looked at the house with sadness, the house that became a silent witness to how hurt he was while there. Before long, Zia stepped out and dragged her suitcase. Because it was night, no vehicles passed. Until he continued to walk along the side of the road, the streets were so gripping. Zia was scared, afraid of meeting the bad guys there.

But he kept walking in the dark, until there was a car from the opposite direction. It glared at him, until the car finally stopped right in front of him. Zia stopped her steps, her knees feeling weak. His fear is becoming.

Someone gets out of the car, a handsome man who may be no stranger to Zia.

"A-Angga ...," said Zia.

"Where are you going?" Angga asked who saw Zia carrying a suitcase.

"Can take me to the store" pinta Zia.

Without asking why? Angga immediately drove his car, but his mind wondered about the girl next to him. He was reluctant to ask about his personal problems. Angga continues to drive, while Zia, he just daydreams. I don't know what's on his mind, everything seems upset. Until he didn't feel it, he fell asleep. He is tired, tired and tired.

The car that Angga was driving arrived, the man had not realized Zia was asleep. When he opened his new seltbebth he realized that Zia was asleep so soundly. Angga did not dare to wake the girl, he instead chose to get out of the car.

The shop that was completely dark, suddenly lit up. And Angga saw the change, then an 18-year-old girl came out of the store because she heard the sound of a car parked in front of where she lived.

Yes, that girl is Mila. The owner of the cake shop Zia owned.

"Mas Angga," call Mila.

"Mila, you haven't slept?" ask Angga. "Gapain out?" ask again.

"I should ask, Mas Angga, what are the nights here? Zia's mom isn't around, she must have slept with her husband." After realizing what she said, Mila immediately closed her mouth because she was lost. Mila patted her own lips. "Duh, this mouth can not be compromised. Why also I say Ms. Zia sleeps with her husband, "inner Mila.

"His husband? You mean Zia's married?" Angga felt his feet were not grounded after knowing the girl he dreamed of turned out to be someone else's. Unaware, Zia was standing next to her car.

Zia heard the conversation of Angga and Mila. Slowly, the girl approached towards them. Mila was so surprised to see Zia there.

"Mhrs ... Why is she here?" mila asked confusedly, alternately he looked towards Angga and Zia. It concluded that the existence of Angga here turned out to be with the man. But why are they together? How's story?

Angga's body felt hit by lightning, he was still speechless in disbelief. Even Zia looks still a girl, which in reality Zia is still a girl. Status alone has become married, in fact she is still not touched by anyone including her husband.

"Bak just come in, I have the same business Mas Angga." After saying that to Zia, Mila immediately pulled the hand of the man in front of her. Many questions in his mind, how could Zia be with Angga?

"What did Mas do? Why can Zia be together, Mas?"

Never mind to answer Mila's question, Angga himself is still shocked by the news of Zia who is married, his soul and body seemed to collapse.

"When did he get married?" ask Angga suddenly.

Mila felt unconnected to the man's answer, but Angga gave a question to her. Should he answer that question?

In the end, Mila told all about Zia to Angga.

Angga felt sorry for the girl, if given the chance, he would fight for Zia to make the girl want him. If necessary, he will marry her and make her happy.