Test Loyalty
Tense

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After Ms. Aida arrived at the hospital using a grab. Hariz said goodbye to go home soon. Because Nelly's already there to replace her.

Arrive at home. Susana is empty. Some of the lights had been extinguished Hariz walked into the middle room. His palm pushed the room door slowly. He saw Dhena had fallen asleep in a position to hug Fathan.

"You're home, Mom?" dhena asked who was still awake. Because his mind wanders everywhere. Remembering the life he lived was always faced with a very heavy test.

Whereas, first ... Once before. Long before he was united with a companion. Dhena hopes that after marriage and living with a partner can feel and live beautiful days full of laughter.

However, it turns out all of that is only a wishful thinking and a dream. Because in fact, until now Dhena is still trapped in a pit of suffering that continues to contain it. Like there is no gap for him to escape and get out of all the nestapa who are always present to accompany his days.

Hariz sat on the lip of the bed right next to his wife who was still lying down. Hariz gently rubbed Dhena's head and said, "Ma'afin, Mas, yes, Darling ... Until now Mas has not been able to happyin you and Fathan, our son," he said with a heavy voice.

Hearing Hariz's sincere apology. Making Dhena's heart become more and more bitterly sliced. Her tears spilled out immediately no longer. Because he himself could not and did not have the right to judge Hariz as a guilty person. All this happened already as a destiny line reserved for him that must remain lived and traversed even though it felt very heavy.

"Mas, I'd like to have a serious talk with you, would you?" he said as he got up and sat in the spot right in front of Hariz.

"Can you tell me what?"

"Mas still loves and loves, right, same me?" tanyanya expectantly.

Hariz clasped his wife's fingers tightly. Her lips covered a charming smile in front of Dhena.

"Honestly, yes, in Mas's own little heart your presence is first and last in Mas's life.

"But why are your words and your attitude inappropriate, Mom? Why can you go back to another woman's arms? As long as I know, it's all made my heart hurt again, Mas!" sangkal Dhena interrupted his sobbing.

"Everything's not what you think, honey. This all happened outside my will. All of this happened just my mother's will that was too ambitious for Nelly."

"Enough, Mom! If you really still love and love me. I ask you very much, divorce me right now!"

Either the courage from where it came to Dhena could speak like that, whereas everything that was spoken from her lips just now was very contrary to her own conscience.

Hariz was unable to say a word. His subconscious was still trying to digest all the words that his wife had just uttered. Hariz was very sure if what was revealed by Dhena just because Dhena was carried away by the feelings of his heart that was emotional and was influenced by a burning feeling of jealousy because he already knew that Hariz and Nelly had returned a few days ago.

"Never say such words again, yes, dear. Please, "pinta Hariz later. The grip of his hand is getting tighter adrift in the fingers of the wife.

"Go get it, Mas!" pekik Dhena tried to throw her palm out of Hariz's grasp.

"You only think of your own happiness, without caring about my feelings that continue to be hurt by your attitude all this time, Mas!" he added that it was getting sobbing. Dhena is getting late in her heart injury considering that her husband has the heart to share his taste and warmth with other women besides himself. Which female heart can and can survive in such a position?

"I used to try to sacrifice my feelings to be able to escape from Iwan who was clearly able to accept me as I am. Because I thought you were the man who could take care of this heart, but, in fact, you yourself have set a curse on my heart, Mas!" said Dhena expressed all the grunts that stuck her heart.

"So you've been feeling sorry about marrying me? Yeah, so, right?" The sound of tinghi Hariz echoing filled the room made Dhena stunned.

The woman understands. If her husband speaks my language, it means that he is in a state of extreme emotional distress. It felt like something was burning in the chest of the tall man when the wife had mentioned the name of another man in front of her. However, Hariz as a husband felt humiliated if he was compared to other men.

In fact, if Dhena used to be a match with Iwan, not necessarily her household life can be as sweet as imagined. In fact, it can be more bitter than his present life. Because the destiny of one's story is the secret of the Most Grasping of Life.

"Ma'af Mas, I didn't mean to offend you. I don't regret our marriage. But, I just regret why in the household we have to present a third person? I am a weak woman, Mas, not as a tough wife like the other women out there. I can't afford to share a husband with another." Dhena was back to expressing her feelings.

Fathan who heard his parents were struggling to be disturbed from his sleep. She cried hysterically when she saw her mother in tears. Maybe that's called the bond. A child as the flesh and blood of his parents will always be able to feel with what is being felt by the person who once conceived and gave birth to it.

"Mama, why cry?" ask Fathan on his whimper.

Dhena tried to quell the pain in her chest. As much as possible he showed a sweet smile for the baby even though there is a wound that continues to gap.

Hariz looked at the scene with a broken heart. The man could not imagine if the wife forced to break away and take their son away from his life.

Even though his body is perfect. But, his soul would feel extremely fragile if half the breath in his life had to go far away leaving him. Hariz did not want the nightmare to happen to him.

He promised in his own heart to be able to defend Dhena and Fathan at any time. Because for him both people are part of his breath. People who have been able to survive to accompany Hariz are at the bottom. Who never demanded himself to give anything beyond his ability. Perhaps, if not the figure of Dhena he married. He had been kicked and abandoned long ago when they first started their marriage.

"Dad ask ma'af, yes, dear. It's been disrupting your sleep." Hariz embraces Dhena and Fathan in his arms. As if trying to channel warmth and calm into the hearts of the two people he loved so much.