He's Not The Best
158. I'm Disappointed 1

I'm Disappointed 1

Erlan was silent, she could not answer though, being able to deduce what kind of jealousy Winsi felt from knowing about her marriage to Hanifa.

No one could guess the depth of a human heart, nor could Erlan, guess how the heart wound felt at this moment. It may be true said Runa that his wife felt himself betrayed although, in fact the word betrayal, on the matter of his marriage, is very far from the principle of true betrayal.

However, he did not force Winsi to understand, but rather he understood himself who also had many mistakes.

“No, lah! Gimme your bite, deh!”

“Can't, Wee!” suhut Winsi laughing again.

“I'm there, huh?”

“Not necessary! Take care of your wife! I can, really, take care of myself!”

“Yes. I know ..., Win, you don't miss me, so?”

Silent, there was no answer, whereas across the street, Winsi shed tears, as she laughed she actually shed tears as well, she was just trying to comfort herself, she said, cover up the wound and smile hoping it will heal soon.

“Win, I didn't betray you! For one can be said to betray if he truly promises and reneges on the promises that have been agreed. People, really considered to have betrayed the heart when he said love but, really do not love at all because what is said is a lie.”

“Terus?”

“But I love you, Win! I didn't lie about that!”

“Hanifa too?”

Back in silence, now Erlan who can not answer because suddenly the pain and throbbing from the heart is getting felt.

Suddenly the phone closed unilaterally and Erlan looked at her darkened phone screen, sighing in a few times. The man did not try to call Winsi back because he preferred, to finish his job. Today he did not give his body lunch because he did not eat until the afternoon and remained busy.

Erlan felt her body getting tired so much that she lowered her head and slumped her face on the table resting on both of her arms. Suddenly, he thought of looking at Hanifa. How he is now and how he has progressed so far, he wants to see for himself.

Erlan immediately picked up the car keys and swung a pace quickly leaving her job and office. He walked towards his vehicle, then escaped the car on the road towards the hospital where Hanifa was being treated.

From his office Erlan can go through several alternative roads to avoid traffic jams, although, at that time it was not time to go home from work, but, still on certain roads congestion still occurs. By passing that shortcut, he could reach his destination faster.

The man walked quietly after parking his car in the hospital yard, doing his best, entering an open space commonly used by family members, seeing his brother being cared for there. How shocked he was to see Hanifa from a distance sitting alone with Fadli in the nurse uniform, in a pretty intense situation.

Erlan clenched her hands in annoyance until subconsciously, she pressed the car keys too hard and made her palms redden. She looked at Hanifah who set her gaze on the man in front of her with a blank look, there was no expression whatsoever in it, but, the woman looked calm though, her face looked pale and withered.

Erlan was still patient and continued to observe from afar what Fadli would do, to his wife until the time passed for 15 minutes, she saw Fadli seem to extend his hand to Hanifah's face and caress gently.

Instantly the heat emerged from his stomach and then, up to the heart and up to the chest and, his face until it looked red.

At first Erlan knew Hanifa as a good woman, gentle and sholehah at school, then after being close they often talked about religious issues.

He did not expect that later their relationship was closer after an accident and coma. Indeed he was just a pity but, then appeared affection in his heart even though, he could not conclude whether it was love.

But after marrying her now she was clearly her unwilling husband, when there was another man treating such a thing to his legal wife, even though, the woman was mentally disturbed. Erlan would be as sick as her soul, if she didn't feel jealous of such a thing.

“Astaghfirullah, astagfirullah,” murmured slowly, while stroking the chest that suddenly seemed to be mobbed by ants.

Erlan heads to the reception and she asks permission, to be able to enter the area where the patient's care is located.

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