Being a Married Husband Himself
episode 25
"Alright, here!" Haris offered his ID card, then opened his phone and showed some photos while with his father, so that there were no more questions from the gatekeepers.
"All right!
Please come in, just go straight. There's a third alley going in the right direction, brown house fence number one hundred and seven. That's Abdul's house!" clearly one of the security guards gave the order.
Haris smiled, then drove back to the direction he had been pointing.
"This is his house, Ris?
It's big, and looks luxurious. Not comparable to the ones we've been in all this time.
Pantesan, papa you do not feel at home, at least two days a day only." said Emi sad, his eyes are now wet because of crying.
"Expirituality indeed. Papa has to take responsibility for what he did!" Haris, stop his car, with wide steps banging on the fence of the towering house and looks sturdy.
It didn't take long, it was seen that the security opened the gate.
"I'm sorry, who's up, ma'am?" ask the security with a friendly face.
"Sir Abdul?
Is he home?" haris replied holding back the anger in his heart.
"Oh, Abdul sir. Yes, he is inside.
Sorry, who is this with?
Let me tell you!" again the security who has the name Supri was said to Haris.
Without saying much more, Haris, who was already burning with anger, immediately stepped his legs wide into the vast courtyard towards his papa's house with another woman.
Seeing, Haris who continued to walk with anger, Emi immediately got out of the car and caught up with her son.
"Mas! Mas! Wait, don't go in!" mr. Supri tried to prevent Haris, but not ignored at all by Haris.
Instead, Haris kept yelling at her papa name to come out.
"Father, Pa!
Get out! Out, Pa!" haris shouted with a thunderous voice.
Mr. Abdul, who was sitting relaxed with his second wife, was curious to hear a noise from outside. Curious, Abdul came out. And his eyes glared when he saw the whereabouts of his first son and wife.
"Ha-ri-s!" mr. Abdul could not believe, finally what he had kept all this time, was revealed as well.
"Mas!" lirih Emi with a sad face and tears that continued to flow profusely, harboring such a deep wound in her heart.
"You have heart, mas!
Years of lying to me, it turns out, like this is your life outside. You let me suck at raising our son alone, but instead you live on treasure with this bitch!
Cruel you, mas!
I hate you, hate you!" the cry of Miss Emi who kept crying vented her anger.
Mr. Abdul who was in shock, managed to control himself again.
"Come in!
We're talking inside!" cold and flat, it instantly enveloped the face of the middle-aged man whom Haris was so hated by this moment.
Without speaking, Haris and Bu Emi went inside and sat down on the luxurious sofa in the living room.
"Say, why would you do this to us?
Look, papa's life here with our life there, it's so much different. What do you mean, Abdul?" press Haris who is already so disappointed with his papa's treatment.
"Alright, papa will explain.
Staring at his second wife with an anxious face, and turning his gaze toward his first wife with a face full of regret.
"You mean, what is it?
These guys are you ready?" tanya Bu Santi was confused, because all this time, he thought was Abdul's only wife.
"They're my first wife and son, ma!" sahut Abdul who made Bu Santi in shock, smothering his mouth with his hands, his eyes staring one by one foreign face in front of him.
"You mean, mas?
You married me when you had a wife?
Is that right, mas?
Yes Alloh! Wicked you, mas!" Ms. Santi was no longer able to hold back her cries, really made dumbfounded by the reality that existed.
"Yes!
I'm sorry, Ma!
I love you, and I don't want to lose you again. Until I thought about hiding my marriage from you.
When I married you, I was already married to Emi, and had a daughter named Susi, her brother Haris.
Him, Haris! My second son's with Emi!" sahut Pak Abdul with a serious face.
While Bu Emi and Haris still choose silence. Make your heart a little more calm.
"You're going, mas!
For years you have lied to us.
Yes Alloh!" Ms. Santi covered her face with both hands, stunned to hear her husband's confession. Pain for sure, disappointed also of course, until his chest immediately crowded with the reality presented before his eyes.
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#Love in the bonds of Destiny (ongoing)
#Scoffs of Eve (ongoing)
#Love my husband to another woman (ongoing)
#Strong Arumi (ongoing)
#Second woman (Finished)
#False love is wrong (Lone)
#Love wrapped in Lust (ongoing )
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#Because my son's legacy died at my hands
#My dad prefers other women
#When Love Should Choose
#Being My Own Husband's Mick
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