I bought your Husband
Cunningly

"Anu.. Yes, that's your husband.." Diana could not bear to tell the truth to Syakila, her best friend and boss

"yes, why me? Iqbal's in his room, right?" ask Syakila

"Yes, wait.." stop Diana

"Iqbal. uh Mr. Iqbal is not in his room" he replied

"where?" ask her while frowning

"So the fur lady came here, and she made a drama in pain and finally your good husband could not bear to see her.Yeah now your husband is still with the fur woman" he replied

"who's the fur woman?" ask Syakila confused.

"That's his ex-wife" he answered.

"Your email?"

"yes, Iqbal drove him to the hospital" he replied

That is what Syakila felt. accept the fact that her husband still cares about Imel.

"Yes," called Diana so softly. then stroked Syakila's arm.

"My fault what the hell Di, why mas Iqbal did not do this to me. honestly Di. I was sick when I heard Iqbal helped the woman" he said so clean.

"Relax Sya, I'm sure Iqbal only helped her." said Diana, while stroking Syakila's shoulder.

Syakila could not hide her jealousy. Diana knew very well if his best friend was dead love with Iqbal. but who could not understand.why Iqbal still care about the woman.even though he knew if his wife was very unable to hide his jealousy.

"sit down first, let me get you some water" said Diana.

Syakila was immediately taken to her room by Diana. Syakila sat on the sofa and looked at the room she had left for her husband a few weeks ago.

Syakila immediately approached the hot chair she used to occupy. then immediately sat down and checked the drawer.Syakila somehow wanted to open the drawer.

After opening Syakila check every paper that exists. Then there is a receipt from a boarding house in the suburbs.

Syakila frowned and then looked to see again some receipts. it turns out that there is not only one receipt of the cost payment. there are about 3 sheets.

"Syakila, what's up ?" diana Yeng asked, seeing Syakila's face look so pale.

"In, what during this time mas iqbal often out of the office in working hours?" tannya

Diana seemed to be thinking about something, trying to remember it

"No, what I see a lot, your husband is always in the office every working hour" he replied

"let's see this Di," Syakila said, handing over the receipt in her hand.

Diana immediately picked it up and saw what was on it.

"it's like, on this date Iqbal there is a kok. instead he meets from 9 to lunch" he replied

Syakila rested her head on the back of the chair.

"i was confused Di, with my family.my in-laws always vilified me in front of myself.and my husband was too." he murmured softly

"Syakila, you're patient, I'll be sad." he said.

Ceklekkk. Iqbal choked when he saw his wife was sitting here.

"Dec, are you here?" ask Iqbal

"Where are you from?" ask Syakila

"Sir, why didn't you tell me you wanted to come here" Iqbal said.

Diana immediately walked out of her boss room because she did not want to be among a pair that was heating up.

"Mas, you haven't answered my question. Where are you?" ask again

"Dek, sorry that I drove Imel to the hospital" he replied, as his hand stroked the wife's head

"How many times do I have to say, don't get in touch with him, you don't keep my feelings down" she said

"So you can't forget him yet" Syakila said

"Who says. mas only helps the deck" he said

"Now you can choose to help her.or live only for me. I'm the only wife you have to keep her feelings to." said Syakila. Syakila was forced to use the word because honestly Syakila could not if she had to see her husband close to any woman.

"Dek. stop this silliness.which may mas will choose one of the two choices.mas a man who has a conscience" he replied

"So you can't choose, mas. if so let me choose" Syakila said.

"Sir, don't be like a child ah. We are the same adults. So be an adult." said Iqbal

"you say I'm less mature, mas. who told me if there would no longer be a woman's name..who would it be?" ask Syakila again

"ok. ok mas will choose. mas prefers to maintain our household." he replied, hugging Syakila from behind.

"you sure? if so promise not to deal with your ex-wife again" said Syakila

"mas promised.." she answered.

"Now I want to ask you, what is this?" ask Syakila while showing the receipt

"Here it.." Inner Iqbal.

Iqbal actually wanted to throw away the receipt a few weeks ago, but because it was too focused on the job.ahirnya Iqbal forgot about it

"mrrr, what is this?" syakila was ready with the answer Iqbal gave, because of course Iqbal would answer very honestly, even though it would be very painful.

"sorry deck, for several months this mas still help Imel find a boarding house and also the mas who paid for it" he replied

Deggs...

how many times has Iqbal been honest, and that honesty has made Syakila hurt again.

"is it painful to have an overly kind and honest husband.why can't I?" insinuations

"from now on, mas will no longer help deck. mas promise" he said

"I'm not sure you even keep the number" he replied

I knew that her husband had not forgotten Imel's number.

"Yes, I don't keep that number anymore, trust me."

"at least you're still memorized by the number, right mas.?" ask Syakila

Iqbal was silent.anything that his wife accused was true.false if Iqbal had forgotten the number of his ex-wife.

"I'm sorry, you know, we've been living together for so long, of course I still remember that number" he replied

"Mas Iqbal, this is his wallet left behind." Imel arrived at Iqbal's room.

Syakila was so surprised when she saw Imel who was said to be sick. has now come with her husband's wallet.

"You guys.. Mas, you said Imel was sick, but why does it appear that he is not feeling any pain." asked syakila

Imel just looked at them with a sly smile.

"Proven right, if Mas Iqbal cares more about me. even I only complain of a little pain.Your husband immediately looks panicked." said Imel

"Imel, what are you saying." Iqbal snapped

While Imel just smiled in response to the clash of Iqbal.

"Mas" sis Syakila

"Yes, all that is not true.you ask Diana.if Imel complained of pain." replied Iqbal.

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