The Hidden Love

I'm losing

" What's the reaction to seeing you get caught alone in one room?" Adam smiled cynically, wanting to feel like he was laughing at the Sultan but he paled.

Ajeng called her husband, telling him what happened to a couple arguing in a boutique pantry this morning.

Adam decided to immediately bring his wife home, the unexpected incident had slightly disturbed him. Adam could not work well because his focus was solved, he finally decided to go home. Though only an hour ago he came home to take his wife, he had thought, busying himself with work is the best thing that can be done. In fact, instead of working, he continued to think about the problems of his friend's household which was always hit by a quite strange problem.

He felt increasingly worried, could not stand to linger at home, be at midnight like this he called the Sultan, invited the man to meet.

" What should I do? by God Dam, I had no idea Mauryn was coming. I also didn't expect that Hanum .. ah ..." Sultan who looks so frustrated it also grabbed his hair rough.

" So, you think with you explaining at length the same he, he will believe in you? after what you've done?" Adam put the glass rough. " What do you think he's stupid? knowing your real work has made him shocked, especially with frills when he was presented with a scene that makes him remind him of his past? you've made him hurt a long time ago, I hope you don't forget that?"

" And now what should I do? I should how?"

" Sorry, this time I raise my hand" said Adam with both hands raised. "Not that I don't want to help you, I'm trying to think realistically right now. If I were Hanum, I would have sent you a divorce warrant."

" Dam .." cried the Sultan, his eyes glaring as they were annoyed by the words of his friend.

" I'm so bored, I'm so tired of your childish behavior. More than that, I've often reminded you to keep your distance from Mauryn."

" But I didn't know he was coming to the office, we hadn't seen him in a long time and I was surprised to find out he was coming to see me."

" Speak so much Hanum there ! I don't need an explanation from you."

" How can I talk if he doesn't give me a chance to explain everything?"

" Chance is always there, you are too stupid." Adam rests his back on the shoulder of the chair. " I've told you so many times, right, tell your wife everything, tell her as soon as she speaks her heart. When he gives himself up completely to you, it won't be like this if you've been straightforward with him at that time. You're too stubborn, slow, long-winded, look now ! what happens because you take too long. Delaying what should be good for your relationship, huh ..." Adam scooped his face rough.

Adam kept staring at the Sultan who looked so pitiful, the man could say nothing to answer the attack from him.

" If Hanum files a divorce suit against you."

" Dam .." he cried, stopping Adam's sharp dagger, stabbing him right in the heart. " You know very well what I've been through to get it, how hard I struggle, I almost go crazy knowing she used to be married to ..."

" That's the past, and now that she's yours, why is it that when all your dreams of living with her have come true, you're wasting her instead? If I were you, I would never care about other women, anyone including my close friends, or my sisters, I would still put my wife first. I will fight desperately to keep her because as soon as she finishes the holy promise of marriage, she's the only woman who should be the top priority in your life, after your mother." Adam got up and grabbed his jacket attached to the shoulder of the chair. " Think of how devastated Hanum is, you think he will easily forgive you after what you did? after you made the same mistake? she was also an ordinary woman, who had anger, had a limit to patience. I'd do even crazier things than just silence you, if I were him. Now think about it ! the mistake you made was fatal, remember ! in the future you will spend the rest of your life with your wife, not with your friends." Adam pats Sultan on the shoulder. "If putting aside your compassion for Mauryn can make you survive happily with the woman of your choice, why don't you do it? you should put your wife first, she's everything compared to Mauryn who's just your friend, right?" satirical Adam. " Have it, I'll go first."

The Sultan let out a long sigh, his chest felt so painful, like someone stabbed his heart.

Grievous.

Very very painful.

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Two days later.

Early in the morning before the Sultan left for the office, he met Mbok Darmi in his room.

" Smell." The Sultan knocked on the door of the old woman's room.

Not waiting long, the door opened for a moment.

" Den's good, what's up?"

" Please give this to Hanum ya mbok." The Sultan held out a large purple box with a ribbon rope on it. "He's still angry and doesn't want to talk to me yet, make sure he opens it later. I'll take her to a romantic dinner tonight. We have to talk so the problem doesn't drag on." Sultan squeezed the left hand fingers mbok Darmi who was in trouble holding the box. "Please help me mbok, persuade him to come yes mbok."

" Yes it."

" Ask Mr. Dadang to drive him to the restaurant ya mbok." The Sultan handed him a piece of paper. " I've recorded the address there mbok."

" Good den."

" I said I was mbok."

The middle-aged woman nodded, looking at the back of her foster child who had now grown up, until her shadow disappeared behind the wall that separated between her room and the middle room.

Mbok Darmi was preparing to wake Hanum, since the incident, the girl was more happy to lock herself in the room.

He took sick leave because his body was not really healthy even though the doctor had examined and prescribed pain medication for him.

" What is mbok?" hanum asked when he saw Darmi mbok enter his room with a large box.

" The gift from the Sultan den is for non Hanum" he replied as he placed the box on the bed.

Hanum rolled his eyes lazily, annoyed at hearing that. He was not at all interested to know what the contents of the box were, just to open it, he refused.

" No, den Sultan said he wanted to take non Hanum to dinner, eight o'clock tonight."

" No." she replied quickly.

" Don't be so non." mbok Darmi took a position by sitting next to Hanum. "The problem if left to dissolve is not good, it should be quickly resolved."

" But mbok !"

" The mbok knows, knows very well how non Hanum feels. But at least give the Sultan a chance to explain everything. Although non Hanum did not want to listen to him at all, give it a chance once at den Sultan non." mbok Darmi stroked Hanum's back gently.

Feeling the attention of Mbok Darmi who was so sincere in giving affection to him, made Hanum feel unbearable. He felt cruel to let the woman continue to beg him.

" Hanum is still disappointed with Sultan mbok."

" Therefore, come tonight, say all that the non-Hanum feels for the Sultan, if you need to temper him, blame him for everything. If non-Hanum doesn't come, non-Hanum himself loses."

" You mean mbok?" Hanum frowned, confused.

" Make non Hanum's annoyance upon den Sultan, say everything non Hanum wants to tell you. Remove everything, loss if non Hanum continues to be silent so, den Sultan can be eaten later. Do not want to be treated so non, maki den Sultan if necessary. If he could just make non Hanum hurt, why can't non Hanum do that? reply den Sultan, the mbok support." he said so excited.

Hanum was still pondering over every word of Darmi's mbok, for a moment he was worried.

Mbok Darmi continued to look into Hanum's eyes, trying to find the meaning of Hanum's current gaze. Slowly Hanum turned her head towards him, and she cheered happily in her heart when she saw Hanum nodding softly.

Yes, succeeded. It turns out to be my incitement. Forgive me, maya, this is all for your good.

Mbok Hanum smiled cheerfully, making Hanum look at him suspiciously.

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Hanum looked at himself in front of the mirror, looking at the makeup of his face that had been applied thinly by him earlier. Touching her hair in a neat bun, switch to staring at the silver-colored dress with a slight blend of maroon color on the chest and also the bottom of the dress. The dress looks so beautiful and according to Hanum, a little exaggerated. Because the gleaming dress with Swarovski decoration on the front is very shiny.

She had refused to wear the dress, but after persuading Darmi a little, she wanted to wear it too. Mbok Darmi said that Hanum would have a romantic dinner at a fancy and famous restaurant, so it was natural that the Sultan gave the dress specifically tonight. Mbok Darmi also advised Hanum that he make the best of himself.

Finally, after an hour in front of the dresser, Hanum decided to immediately go to the place that had been booked by her husband.

Sultan deliberately told Mr. Dadang to take his wife because the schedule is very crowded today, making him unable to go home first, to shorten the time. He also took a bath in a private bathroom in the bedroom of his study. Wearing a shirt and suit in matching colors with the dress his wife wears.

Hanum arrived first at a luxury five-story restaurant, with stiff steps he dragged his feet, following a waitress who had been waiting for Hanum right at the door. The man in the butterfly tie directed Hanum to a private dining room.

God fucking.

Again she cussed her stupidity during this time, when she was reminded again of the luxurious things related to her husband.

His legs were slightly limped following the steps of the man in front of him, he had difficulty walking because of the nine centi high heels he wore.

Once he arrived, he was amazed by the scenery presented in front of him, this was the first time in his lifetime to stop at a very luxurious restaurant.

Not wanting to be seen the village, he immediately realized from his admiration, he was on the bench. Act like a classy lady who used to come there.

Five minutes later, the figure of a tall man came, his face very handsome. The look looks very perfect with a silver coat wrapped in his sturdy body.

" I'm sorry, the streets are jammed so I'm late" he said as soon as he got there and sat right in front of Hanum.

Just a nod of the head from Hanum as the answer.

" Hanum." called her softly, while the one called just kept silent by continuing to stare at her husband's bead. " I admit that if I'm wrong, I shouldn't hide the slightest thing from you. I'm sorry, I sincerely apologize to you, I didn't mean to lie to you at all. Actually ... I've been planning to tell you everything, with dinner like this, I've planned a romantic dinner as our wedding anniversary gift that was delayed due to our move to a new home yesterday."

The Sultan looked at his wife's clear eyeballs, her face so sad, the girl turned to look at the Sultan with a meaningful gaze that the Sultan could not understand.

" About Ma ... " The Sultan hung up his words, he remembered that Hanum was anti, hearing the name come out of his mouth. "I didn't know he was coming to the office. I could have sworn by any Num, I hadn't seen her in a long time and .. she came by all of a sudden to my office."

Hanum turned his gaze to the steak in front of him, his hand moved to cut the meat with a very tempting dressing of spices and aromas. Not because he was hungry, he was trying to control himself, it felt like he wanted to vent his frustration if he remembered the incident again. And cut the meat steak on his plate, he made it as a place of impingement.

" I just feel sorry for her, no one is bearing the cost of her life at this time, and again. I'm a friend ..." Sultan had not finished his sentence when he heard the sound of vibrations from his cell phone.

He glanced at the flashing screen of his phone, worried about lifting it up or not, he finally decided to ignore the incoming call as soon as he saw Hanum's facial expression that looked extremely annoyed.

The new Sultan will open his mouth but again the incoming call from the unknown number makes the Sultan swallow his words again.

He was even silent for a moment but still stared at the phone screen, and the same number still kept contacting him repeatedly.

Angry that the number kept calling him, Sultan grabbed his phone, and pressed the green icon to receive the call.

Placing the advanced flat object on his earlobe, practice moving backwards, slightly away from Hanum.

For a long time the man stood there and conversed with the caller, Hanum could only look at him, seeing her husband who seemed to change his face as soon as he received a call. The confused sultan also pinched the base of his nose, a sense of dizziness suddenly gnawing at his head.

Hanum who had lost his patience chose to get up from his seat, he then grabbed the handbag he had placed earlier on the bench next to him. With gontai steps walked out, leaving the place, leaving behind food that had not been able to enter a single one into his stomach.

She was so shocked when eavesdropping on the Sultan's conversation, she moved closer to her husband as soon as the man turned his body in another direction. And he finally heard the voice of someone crying which he believed came from the caller.

Destroyed everything, lost .. I have lost.

Hanum could not stop the tears that forced down from the corner of his eyes, it felt like he could no longer. She was unable to continue to be treated this way by her husband.

She thought that meeting her husband's dinner invitation was a good start to their relationship.

But the truth ...

He had to go back to swallowing the bitter pill of disappointment.

He pulled up the taxi, ordered the driver to take him home, only to hear the sound of sobs in the car along the way.

He made his decision this time.

Mbok Darmi who was so surprised when he saw Hanum coming home crying, the old woman continued to follow Hanum until she was in her room.

Hanum moved around blindly, grabbed a suitcase, then began to put his pile of clothes in there. He did not pay any attention to Darmi who asked him various questions, the old woman was already in tears in panic. He had never seen Hanum that angry, until he put half the contents of his closet and moved it into the large suitcase.

Done it.

Hanum walked out of the room with the suitcase dragged in his hand, not until he came out of the room, the Sultan had already stopped him.

" Let us speak four eyes" he asked.

The old woman left without saying a word, Hanum was about to catch up with her but the Sultan moved faster by locking the door of her room.

" Why did you just leave?" tanyakanya.

" What do you really want !" hannum snapped, her crying broke again.

" What should I do? say !"

" Why don't you just go and live with that woman if it makes you happy." Hanum lunglai's body, she fell on the floor. " What's my fault? why are you so willing to treat me like this? has anything been lacking in me all this time? can't I serve you well until you're looking for fun out there?"

" Oh my God." Sultan snarling. " When will you continue to misunderstand this?" his body slumped, he sat on the floor and leaned against the door leaf. " Say, what should I do? I don't know how else to tell you."

At Hanum's gaze, his shoulders shaking violently from the unrelenting cry, he saw Hanum begin to move to raise his head.

And with his voice, Hanum uttered a sentence that shattered him instantly. The words he had been so afraid of all this time, finally came out of his wife's mouth.

" Perse me."

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