Not Salihah's Wife
The Past of Hana

Hana stands up when she sees Akbar coming, “Akbar, please don't bother me. Let me live happily with Mas Randy,” Hana said as she stepped back.

Amara covered her face with the menu book and listened to the interaction between Hana and the man.

“Akbar, who is Akbar?” amara murmurs.

“Can't Hana, you're mine but instead married to another man. I'll meet your husband and tell him what happened to us.” The man's words contained a threat and made Hana panic.

“Akbar, why are you so evil.”

“I'm not evil, I love you Hana. I saw another woman in the house, it looks like she's your husband's wife too. Why are you even willing to share a husband,” said Akbar.

“It's none of your business, I ask you not to bother me anymore.”

“Back with me Hana, we got married and had a lot of kids. I will not stay silent if you keep maintaining your household,” said Akbar.

“Akbar, please!"

Amara was filled to hear Hana's voice trembling and was heard sobbing.

“Hey, who are you and what is your relationship?” amara asked as she walked over to Akbar and Hana.

“Amara. I-I can explain, this is not what you imagined,” said Hana panicked as she wiped her tears.

“What am I thinking? You guys come home, I'll call Mr. Randy and you .. I don't seem familiar with your face,” Amara told Hana and Akbar.

Akbar looked at Amara.

“Ah, you've been standing in front of the house, so all this time you've been stalking?” Amara pointed at Akbar's face.

“Amara, already. We'd better go home.” Hana grabbed Amara's arm and took her honey home leaving Akbar.

“Eh, first. You come with us, we finish this. I can't let Mr. Randy be lied to, you're married but you're seeing another man. According to Mami you are a wife of Salihah, should know this you should not do,” said Amara with a serious face.

“Amara,” refer Hana.  

“I'm willing to meet your husband, Hana. We solve this problem,” Akbar said.

Finally, Amara contacted Randy to go home immediately because of serious problems and took Hana home to ride Amara and Akbar motorcycles following with his car.

Amara, Hana and Akbar are in the living room waiting for Randy to arrive. The three of them had no sound, but Amara watched himself Akbar continued to look at Hana who was down while twisting her fingers.

“Hei,” Amara scolds Akbar making the man turn his head. “I don't know what relationship you have with Hana, but here you are just a guest and Hana is already another man's wife. Be polite,” said Amara.

Akbar clucked to hear the words of Amara who was smart and mature, even though from her age it was clear that the woman was young.

“Do not preach me, I know you and Hana do not get along,” Akbar said cynically.

There was the roar of the car engine, it seemed like Randy who came and not long after he heard greetings.

Amara who was closest to the door came and kissed the man's hand while Hana was still down, Randy stared alternately at Akbar and Hana and sat down on one of the sofas.

“Randy.” While reaching out to Akbar, Randy introduced himself.

Akbar welcomed a helping hand and mentioned his name.

“You want me to explain or you?” ask Amara to Hana.

“Let me explain.” Akbar felt this was a good opportunity to tell the truth to the man who married Hana.

“Don't,” squeak Hana. “Mas Randy, you promised me that when you married me you would cover up and protect whatever happens. I hope you don't deny it,” Hana said in a raucous voice.

“What I look like will say something about you. I'm here asking because I don't know what happened?”

“I Akbar and I ..”

“DIAM!”

Hana was already standing, her breathing was gasping and both her hands were smashing the dress she was wearing.

“You are all evil,” shouted Hana.

“Hana, what's wrong with you? Relax!” Amara grabbed Hana's arm and rubbed the woman's back. Hana looks chaotic, her gaze is not necessarily direction and tears have wet her cheeks.

“You are happy to be the best woman for Mas Randy?” ask Hana.

“Meanway? We're both the best women for Mr. Randy, otherwise how could he have kept my marriage and also married you?”

Hana shook her head while sobbing.

“Hana, what is this?” ask Randy who has stood up.

“Let me explain, can we talk together?” ask Akbar to Randy.

“Don't Mas, please don't.”

“We go to the room, your condition is not good.” Amara takes Hana to her room leaving Randy and Akbar.

Randy again invited his guest to sit down and ask for an explanation in accordance with Akbar's proposal.

“Either you already know or not, obviously Hana and I have a relationship in the past,” explained Akbar to open his voice.

Randy looked at Akbar waiting for the continuation of the man's story.

“I love Hana and she instead receives a proposal from another man. For the sake of getting Hana completely I've ... touched her.”

“Bajing4n,” shouted Randy and slapped a punch in Akbar's face. “You are vile and cowardly. Didn't it occur to you that Hana would remember the incident to be a trauma.” Randy was still clutching the collar of the shirt Akbar was wearing.

“I know I was wrong, I just hope Hana will hold me accountable then we can be together. In fact he got married and left, I'm not sure he's happy with this marriage. Moreover, she had to share her husband with another woman,” said Akbar.

Randy throws Akbar's body away by removing his grip.

“Know what you with Hana are unhappy. If you yourself have given hell to him.”

“Deliver Hana, I'll marry her. I want to make him happy,” Akbar said again.

Prangs.

“Pak Randy!” amara shouted from the room.