Take Back My Husband

Hope and Wounds

Arya had expected Lea's decision would not be inviolable, but it did not make Arya's desire to keep getting Lea back just destroyed.

He still wanted to get Leah, build a household with him until death separated, as they had promised.

While Lea tried to stay strong and stick to the decision he had taken. Although in front of Arya he showed as if he was strong, but Arya could not lie to his heart that he was also sick with this separation.

The sweet memories that they carved together came back into his mind.

As they meet, get acquainted, get close and eventually fall in love. For Lea, Arya used to be the best man. The faithful always support him in every circumstance, which becomes solace in every he feels sad.

The love for Arya is still there, still the same as before. Of course, she wouldn't be hurt and sad over her divorce if she didn't love Arya anymore.

However, that love had apparently lost greatly from her heartache.

Right now, Lea was sitting contemplating on the sofa, the woman's gaze blank. His mind floated out of nowhere, even Lea until she was unconscious if Darrel came and sat by his side.

"Mama?"

Lea flinched, her daydreams instantly crumbling as Darrel touched her hand.

"What's up, son?" ask Lea gently. "Why wake?"

"Darrel can't sleep" replied Darrel as he sank spoiled in his arms.

"Why? Are you hungry, or thirsty?" Lea rubbed Darrel's head, and the son could only shake slowly.

"Mom, aren't we gonna stay with Papa again?" asked Darrel while looking at the mother sadly.

Lea could not immediately answer the question, she could only stare at Darrel with nanar.

"Mom, you don't see Aunt Chill anymore, are we still not going to be able to live with papa anymore?" asked Darrel again who immediately made Lea's chest rumble.

Darrel was very angry with his father, and he hated him. However, lately his father had changed greatly, and that easily made Darrel's heart melt.

"You can still stay with me" Lea said, smiling.

"When will we move into the old house, Ma? Poor papa's living alone."

Lea took a deep breath hearing what Darrel said, and she was at a loss to answer what she had to say because until then they would not return there as a whole family again.

"Mama?" call Darrel because the mother is silent.

"Darrel wants to stay home?" lea asked who was immediately answered with a nod of the head by Darrel. "Darrel's tomorrow night with Jihan can stay at papa's house, let's have a granny, yeah."

"Cock Grandma?" tanya Darrel scowled. "Mama's mom, huh?"

"Mama can't, honey," Lea replied, which immediately made Darrel look sad.

"Mama's still mad, are you the same papa?"

"Not so" Lea replied. "There's a job you can't leave, so Darrel's the same Jihan staying at Papa's house without Mama first, yeah."

Darrel nodded resignedly, even though the boy's face had already been bent.

"Now Darrel's back in the room, yeah. Tomorrow's Darrel school, let's not wake up bad luck."

Again Darrel just nodded, he immediately ran into his room. And Lea too.

The woman immediately threw her body into the bed, and without feeling she shed tears considering Darrel's request. Lea was sure that soon Jihan would ask for the same.

"Give us strength, Lord," muttered Leah as she embraced herself. "If I have to go back, please heal my wounds. But if I can't go back, please give us the strength to go through this new phase."

He stared at the side next to him, where Lea usually lay there. Now, he sleeps alone in that room, even in that big enough house he also lives alone, and lonely.

"It used to be so hard for you, Lea," Arya muttered as she stared at their wedding photo. "Everyone is interested in you, and I fight to be the winner."

On the side of the wedding photo, there is a photo of his little family. Lea who smiled sweetly. Darrel who laughed wide, and Jihan who pouted. Arya's heart warms, but it also hurts to see the photo.

"Just with one mistake, I made everything fall apart" said Arya.

He twitched his temple, especially when remembering Lea's firm refusal to return to him. "I love you, baby, and I'll fight like I used to. I'm not gonna stop until I get you three."

...🦋...

As Darrel wishes, Lea asks Ms. Erma to accompany Darrel and Jihan to stay at Arya's house.

It makes Arya very happy, especially he had thought Lea would also stay there. But hope always remains hope.

"Why don't you guys take mama Nginep too?" arya asked while carrying her children's bags to the room.

"Say mama's busy, Papa," Darrel replied.

"That, huh?" muttered Arya sadly, but she immediately put away her sad face when she saw Jihan was busy taking out the toy Lea had stored in the closet.

Leah did not bring all Darrel and Jihan's belongings, she only brought some and that was important.

"Papa, Jihan's going to play!" jihan who looked excited.

"Yes, honey," Arya replied.

"Papa, where's Jihan's bike?" jihan asked who had just realized he had not ridden a bike for a long time.

"So, wait a minute!"

Arya went straight to the guest room that is no longer used, he did keep Jihan and Darrel bikes there.

"The bike's coming!" exclaim Arya while carrying a tricycle owned by Jihan.

Jihan immediately giggles while riding on her bike, while Darrel actually plays his cars that use remote.

Arya continued to look at her equally busy children, unknowingly smiling full day. And he also just realized, now Arya is getting used to taking care of them.

Meanwhile, Ms. Erma was about to cook, but she found nothing in the fridge other than a single egg. Apples that have already wrinkled skin, and vegetables that are no longer fresh.

"Aryan?" his yell.

"Yes, Ma" said Arya as she followed the mother into the kitchen.

"Will your refrigerator this way?" asked Ms. Erma annoyed. "What year is your vegetable from?"

"Forgotten, Ma," Arya replied as she peeked at the contents of her refrigerator. "I tried to cook but I couldn't, so the ingredients weren't to wear."

"Find the maid who works 24 hours, Arya!" pinta Bu Erma because Arya only hires a daily maid, who comes every two days to clean the house, wash clothes and iron Arya clothes.

"No need, Ma" replied Arya lethargic. "There's no one at home, now I live alone."

Ms Erma looked directly at Arya, her son's face looking very sad as she said she now lives alone.

"Children will come here often" said Ms. Erma comforting Arya. "And I hope you don't get divorced. I hope everything comes back to the way it was."