I WANT YOUR HUSBAND
Stay Away from Him

Dhea was still daydreaming in Luna's study. Dhea only regained consciousness after Luna plucked a finger in front of her eyes.

"Mr Dhea. I'm going home soon. It's late." It's late afternoon." Luna took off her white coat and hung it on the side of the room.

"The banner is in this hospital." Dhea's eyes were empty. Her face is flat.

"What?" Luna immediately nodded her seat in front of Dhea. The two look at.

"Yes. I don't know how the story is. Why should it be in this city of so many cities on the island of Java? Why should it be in this hospital among the many hospitals in Bandung?" moaning Dhea who began to put her back on the back of the chair.

"What is she sick? In which room?" luna Cecar. Luna has never met Panji. However, stories from Dhea in the past made him curious half to death about how the figure of Panji really is.

"Words .... His wife miscarried."

"Oh. Not good news yet." Luna was not being condolent but she was trying to stop the conversation about Panji's wife.

"Well, anyone coming to the hospital has good news, brother?"

"Take it too." Luna smiled forced smiles. He wanted to make a funny mistake but couldn't.

"I'm not wrong, am I avoiding it?"

"No, Dhe." Luna looked at Dhea's eyes more closely, "but it might be even better if you were just acting normal. Don't dodge!" close Luna.

"Why?"

"If you dodge, he'll know that you still have something on him."

"Sometimes Dhea wants to make her feel sorry," said Dhea.

"No need ...." Luna held Dhea's hand. "He's been sorry for a long time, if he really loved you."

"Hm ...." Dhea just muttered.

"Forget the love issue. If he is a good man with a conscience ...."

"He hugged me!"

"What?" I screamed as if I could not believe it.

"She was crying too."

"Stay away from him Dhe ...."

"I told you, I avoided it."

"Good!" Luna patted Dhea's shoulder. Dhea smiled knot. "Can you still smile?"

"Funny aja. Last time Kak Luna said there was no need to avoid, just act ordinary but ...."

"It's different, Dhe. He dared to touch you, hugging you ... just like that? You just shut up?"

"Should Dhea push? Hit it? Slap it?" Dhea chuckled though she could not escape.

"Yes. That should. Just a Sleeping Princess who isn't angry is kissed by a stranger."

"The stranger was the prince who saved him, Brother."

"Certainly, Panji? Is he also a prince? Saving you?" Luna slightly widened her eyes in defiance. "It's targeted that Panji has a wife, Dhe. They're grieving and if you get into their relationship ...."

"So if they're not grieving, can I do it?" cut Dhea.

"You're crazy!" sergeant Luna.

"Don't disappoint me." Luna furrowed both of her eyebrows which almost formed a straight line. Signs he's serious.

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Rena didn't let her glass cover by Panji, her husband. I don't know because of what. Face turned. His eyes were blankly piercing through the outside world. For a second she refused to see her husband.

Rena's emotions are still unstable. Sometimes she was so sad that she needed her husband as a backrest. However, sometimes he was very angry, to see even Panji he did not want to.

Rena angry. Panji's decision to abort their child in order to save Rena was wrong. Rena did not accept even having to lose her life.

'Tok tock.' The sound of the door being knocked from outside. Dhea came in with a glass of water and a few pills in a small dish.

"Good night Mother Rena. Time to take the medicine." Dhea smiled even though Rena was still unmoved. Dhea ignored.

Panji stood up from his seat and slightly moved away. His face was still as grim as his wife's. Dhea can read it. There was loss, sadness, and quarrel between them. Why don't they just hug and comfort each other?

"Mrs Rena ...." The second Dhea called out because the previous one was ignored.

"Put it on the table, Sus. I don't want to be disturbed anymore. Please come outside."

Dhea was patient despite sounding like she was being kicked out. If it were not for his work, such a sentence would have to be reciprocated with a more scathing one.

"Please make sure that Ms. Rena drinks it, sir."

"Yes, S-sus." The banner stuttered a little.

"I'm sorry."

Dhea left the room. He hates this kind of thing. He doesn't know anything but Rena's attitude towards him really makes Dhea feel unappreciated. Ah should Dhea tell her to remember what just happened to them? Claim it? Any more?

The sound of Panji's half-running steps was caught by Dhea's ears. "Dhe, please call me. I just want to know how you are." Panji slipped a business card between Dhea's fingers and returned to his wife's ward.

"Contact?" hiss Dhea. His hand flipped through the business card. "Ehmm Prosecutor. Your ideals have already reached the banner."

"Stay away from her," Luna's words suddenly pierced Dhea's mind. He woke up and ended up squeezing the business card, then throwing it into a nearby trash can.

In the hallway of that lonely hospital. Dhea screamed as loud as she could only in her heart. He was determined to forget the banner. Ignoring Panji. If necessary, leave Panji as Panji had done to him.

"Ouhh, should it be revenge?" Dhea asked herself. "No, my revenge is not on Panji but on ...."

"Dhea Sister?" call Tiwi slowly from the front of Dhea.

"Yes, Sus?"

"So Mum Rena's room?" tiwi asked so close.

"Udah, really."

"I didn't find the datasheet."

"It's on my desk." Dhea smiled as she invited Tiwi back to the guardroom, "but, Sus, can you change tomorrow?"

"Replace?"

"Yes, Sister Tiwi who went to Ms Rena's room? Wanna?"

"Oh, that's okay, Sus, but why? Still angry, yelling huh?" tiwi asked a little worriedly.

"No, kok. Just change," explained Dhea briefly.

SERIATE....