Tengil Tuan Tuan Presdir's

68. Contrition

People say that regret always comes later. Habibie began to understand the situation bit by bit. 7 Months ago, he lost the figure of his wife, Habibie was already going to search by involving the police but Amzar refused. When that happens, Habibie learns one thing that her father-in-law may already know where Kiara is. Habibie had asked Kiara's whereabouts to her father-in-law dozens or possibly hundreds of times, but there was never any result.

Did Habibie give up? No, there's no way he's just giving up. Habibie relies on money, connections and also the influential people around him. Still, there was never any good news.

"Sister!" call Gibran slowly.

The good man has made peace with the situation. It is unlikely that Gibran continued to be angry with Habibie when he found out that his brother was not okay after Kiara's departure. In fact, after the incident, Habibie was reluctant to see the figure of Humaira, his heart always hurt if he saw the woman.

It is indeed pure Habibie's fault, but if Humaira is not present, maybe this will not happen, Habibie will not lose the person he loves so much.

"I'm a fool, Gibran. Do I always have to be aware of my feelings after a loss? Why is it that after Kiara left I just understood that I love her so much?"

Gibran took a deep breath. The man didn't know what to say. Seven months is not a little time for Habibie to accept this reality. "Sister Kiara must be back, Brother Abie. It's already night. Go home! Brother must be healthy, do not let when Kak Kiara comes home, Brother even sick and can not do anything."

Sett!

Bruk!

Within a few seconds, Habibie was able to pull the collar of the shirt Gibran was wearing also cornered on his desk so that most of the items on the table were scattered down.

"You're not gonna understand how I am right now, Gibran. Kiara left because of me, she left because I hurt her too much. You can say that because you don't feel guilty, how about me .. how about Gibran!"

The man let go of his grip on Gibran's shirt. His face is getting more and more disheveled. No life, Habibie is completely destroyed after Kiara leaves without a word.

"I love him, Gibran. I need it."

"If you love him so much, prove Habibie. Don't whine like a woman. You're a man. Find your wife all the way to the country. If necessary, spy on your father-in-law so you can find your wife."

Habibie fell silent, the man sat on the sofa in his room. How could Habibie have done it all, there was no way Habibie could have spied on her own father-in-law, this was outrageous. If Amzar had known he was doing that, Amzar would have been very disappointed.

"I can't do that, Gibran."

The man shrugged both his shoulders indifferently. Whatever Habibie wants. Gibran is just trying to come up with a solution but it looks like Habibie can't take a solution from him.

"Don't let you regret Habibie!"

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At about 03:30, Kiara moved restlessly in her sleep, the woman had already tried to tilt to the left, tilted to the right, but it felt comfortable that it could not be maintained. Kiara finally opened her eyes and turned on the room light, she sat down to pick up the manual fan that was fluttering to her neck.

The age of the womb has stepped on 8 months, the more days, Kiara the more difficult to move. Not because of what, but his stomach is getting heavier, his groin is also already uncomfortable when used for long activities. His waist hurts, even to sleep Kiara had to find the most comfortable position but she never found.

"Go back and forth."

The woman opened the door slowly, afraid that she would wake the people up.

"Dad!" call Risyam suddenly.

"Risham," said Kiara who walked with her hands around her waist. Typical pregnant women whose stomachs are already very large. "I woke you up, huh? Not intentionally, Sham. I'm huddled, in the hot room."

" No way. But, instead of in your room there's a fan, Dek. Why not just do it?"

"I'm afraid my son caught a cold, Sham!"

The man shook his head hearing the absrud's reply from Kiara. This woman could say such a ridiculous thing.

"Yes, don't go to the stomach or the fan." Risyam is serving Kiara. "You want to make a drink?"

"Can?"

"Bby dong. But don't ask for ice water. The others."

"Eishhh .. Just wanted some orange ice." Kiara muttered with annoyance in her heart. "Yes, ask for an orange."

Risyam nodded. She smiled looking at Kiara who was sitting with her lips pursed high. The man knew that Kiara wanted to ask for orange ice instead of warm oranges. But at this hour drink ice water? Risyam is afraid to interfere with the health of her cousin's sister.

"This is how if the leak already wants to have a leak, there is no change."

After a while, Risyam brought warm tea and also warm oranges in her hands. He placed the tea in front of him, and the warm orange in front of Kiara.

"Thank you!"

"Together, Kia," Risyam replied with a smile on her lips. "Dad!" call again.

"Why?" tanya Kiara still looked down enjoying her warm orange.

"Sorry before, but, are you not willing to tell your husband that you are here? Your status is still husband and wife you know, it is not good to ignore the husband for too long. You're still tied to the wedding rope."