
"Depressions? So Ratih's daughter is in the hospital. And in intense treatment, what really happened to Ratih." he explained. Not wanting to linger long eavesdropping, Duakila immediately walked back to the dispensary. And get in line soon.
Syakila, look at Ratih who is walking straight. Syakila was just watching him. Then Ratih immediately walked in the cashier section, probably to pay the hospital bills.
Ratih immediately sat down to queue his name on the call. Ratih looked at Syakila who was already sitting not far from himself standing. Ratih looked at Syakila so deeply. Syakila remained relaxed,
"You, why are you in the hospital?" tanya Ratih tuba arrived. Partly for what Ratih asked questions that do not have to be answered.
"What's your business, where am I going? It's none of your business and I don't need your permission to go somewhere." Syakila said calmly
Ratih was immediately silent, after all why he asked such a stupid thing to Syakila.
Syakila immediately stood up when her name was called.
Syakila immediately paid for the recipe and immediately sat back down to.
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"Where are you from, why just got to the office. Didn't you leave earlier than me?" Iqbal asked, When Syakila arrived, she entered her husband's room
"From the hospital. Do not know why ahir ahir this I often dizzy." replied Syakila
"Then what did the doctor say?" ask Iqbal
"Said the doctor, I'm pregnant. And my gestational age has entered 7 weeks." replied Syakila
"Really," asked Iqbal confirming the one that had just been in denfar
"Hemm." answered him. Iqbal immediately hugged Syakila because of her happy cupping.
"Then we should celebrate his presence" Iqbal said
"where are you going?" ask Syakila
"How are we having dinner out?" tannya
"Ok, I agree" he replied
Tonight Syakila and iqbal are sitting by the pool of a famous restaurant. Iqbal prepared a gift for Syakila.
"Open it up" said Iqbal.
"What is this mas?" ask her
"just open. You'll know what it is." she replied
Syakila immediately opened and saw there were two vacation tickets to the island of Lombok.
"Mas, you want to take me on vacation?" tanyanya Syakila's
"We need all that, yes, we will fix everything so that in the future we are better. We will welcome our child's presence with happiness" said Iqbal
"I've applied for 1 week's duty" said Iqbal.
It turns out her husband can be romantic like this too. Inner Syakila
Not long after the food order arrived. Syakila, "You're my favorite food?" ask Syakila
"Mas find out from Diana. Turns out he's a best friend who's au everything about you." Iqbal praised
"He was a friend since my childhood. You know me and him change beds a lot. But not anymore. I already have iqbal mas." murmured Syakila
not long after, they're finished. Iqbal immediately went out with Syakila after paying for her food.
"Mas, Mas Iqbal, " cried a woman from behind them. Iqbal and Syakila also stopped. Syakila frowned when she saw the figure of a woman she was very familiar with.
And Iqbal. Iqbal looked at the woman with a hiba look. She always looked beautiful. But why is it so random now.
"Mas, please help me. I was tortured by my husband" Ilmel said in a deep voice crying
"Imel, what happened, why are you so pathetic" Iqbal asked.
"Mas, look. There are many wounds on my skin.. My husband is torturing you mas." she said in tears.
Iqbal looked at Syakila who was still staring at Imel.
"You can go, don't bother our family. We are happy, because we will soon have children" Syakila said
"Yes, control your emotions" Iqbal said
"Mas, tell your ex-wife that you can't help her" Syakila said
"Yes, Imel needs help, don't you have a little taste of kasian on him?" ask Iqbal
"Mas, you promised not to make any more mistakes, I hope you don't forget your promise." Syakila said. They are starting to feel like there is going to be drama again.
"Yes, I'm sorry, this time.. I have to help her. Didn't you see the wound on his skin. He needs our help." said Iqbal
"Mas, you broke your promise." she said
Iqbal immediately gave me the keys to his car, ""You go home first, I'll be home soon." said Iqbal. Iqbal immediately stopped the passing taxi.
Imel looked at Syakila with a mocking look, "you see for yourself. That Iqbal mas still has the same taste of me. Dab in a moment, I'll take my husband again." said Imel.
Syakila just shook her head. "Like her, there's nothing I have to keep from you, Mas." she said.
Syakila immediately entered her car to go home. Her tears suddenly escaped on their own. "why do you always make mistakes mas, when we will be happy always you topple yourself." Inner Syakila.
Before long Syakila had entered his courtyard, Syakila immediately locked the main gate. After that Syakila immediately entered and locked the main door.
Syakila continued to enter their rooms both. Syakila picked up the suitcase, after which took out all the clothes Iqbal was in the closet and in moved to the suitcase all. Syakila looked at a picture of herself with Iqbal as they were happy. Syakila took it and immediately put it in the cardboard. All the photos that Iqbal Syakila put into cardboard. After that Syakila will bring to the warehouse.
There was actually pain that he had to accept. Give up the man who is loved. But it turns out Iqbal's love is not for him. But for Imel. After that Syakila immediately dragged her suitcase out.
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Iqbal stopped being right in front of the police station.
"Down Mel, you'll be safe after this" Iqbal said
"Mas. You're taking me to the police station?" ask her
"This is all I can do. I am married and I love my wife very much. Soon we will have children." said Iqbal
"Mas, but why did you bring me here.?" Ask Imel
"By reporting your husband to the police, you'll be safe. And you won't be hurt again." said Iqbal
"Mas. But this buksn is what I want. I want you to be mine again.We refer you, I still love you." said Imel
"Sorry Mel, I love my wife so much. So it's enough up here that I help you. After that, never come to my family" Iqbal said firmly