I WANT YOUR HUSBAND
Apologies

This morning Dhea's mood was in a mess. Usually, the morning shift is his favorite. But not today. His mood became disturbed after he saw Rena sitting in a wheelchair enter the nurse's guard room to meet him. Moreover, Panji looks harmonious and faithfully pushing his wife's wheelchair.

'What's this? jealous? ciiihhhh, no way.' Dhea muttered inwardly as she looked at the couple before her.

"I want to apologize, Sus for what happened that night. I'm totally out of control." Rena open her voice. His voice was raucous, weak, and sounding sick.

"It's okay, Miss Rena," replied Dhea lying. 'He looked healthy yesterday. Her voice was strong enough to let me out of the room. His feet can walk to chase me. His hand was strong pushing me but now?' dhea continued in her heart.

"Sorry to interrupt early. I can go home today. Hurry up here for fear of not being able to see the sisters again." Rena's gaze has not been separated from Dhea.

'Lumayan!' hiss Rena in the heart when paying attention to every detail of Dhea's face. Thin black eyebrows are formed, crescent-colored eyes are brown, nose pointed, and lips slightly seductive. 'So this is the woman type of Mas Panji? Why did my mom not like it?'

"Sorry, Miss Rena. I must .... "

"Oh yes .... " Rena is forced to disperse her imagination and go with Panji to return to her room.

The pennant turned his wife's wheelchair back and out of the room. While there, not a second of Panji's eyes focused on seeing Dhea. He avoided Dhea's sight and bowed more often. Either ashamed of his wife's actions or feeling bad for Dhea.

Anyway Panji looks like a bad guy in there. He took his wife to meet his best ex. Meet people who've been hurt because of the two of them.

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Day by noon. Panji was still pacing around taking care of Rena's administration and medicine on the first floor. Getting out of the hospital wasn't as simple as he thought.

'Ttiiinnngggg, ' the elevator sounds open.

Sign in and press the five button. The elevator stopped on the second floor. When the door opened, there was Dhea there.

"Huhuhhhh!" Dhea took a deep breath looking at who was already inside the elevator. There's Panji. By yourself!

Panji noticed Dhea's breathing weight. He nodded in not understanding. The elevator keeps going up. From the second floor to the fourth floor. Fifth floor soon. Dhea get ready to go outside.

The pennant suddenly cancels the five button and presses the seven button. It's rooftop. Aware of that, Dhea was confused and tried to grab the five button. However, Panji's hand continued to block him.

"What do you want?" snapped Dhea on the Panji.

The banner is silent. He was still looking at the constantly changing figures at the top of the elevator. "Seven. Till." Panji then pulls Dhea's hand out of the elevator a little rough.

"Deliver!" pekik Dhea tried to save herself. He did not know what Panji was thinking until he dared to do so. Dhea could have been strangled or thrown from the six-story building.

The banner continued to pull Dhea to compensate for her pace and step goal. Until arriving at one corner of the rooftop, the new Panji releases the woman's hand.

"I'm tired. I am calm in this city. I'm happy to work at this hospital but suddenly you show up." Dhea's voice answered Panji. "Why did you show up again? Why introduce your wife to me?"

"Do you not like it?"

"No!" snarled Dhea again. His emotions that had been stifled since a few days ago were slightly evaporated. Ah maybe that was part of his emotions from years ago.

"So much hate?" pennant Pecar.

"Yes!" Dhea's answer was still as firm as before.

Suddenly the wind blew fiercely as if slapping the cheek of Panji. It's realized. The flag bowed lethargic. He clutched both of Dhea's shoulders. The banner pushed him to the corner of the wall.

"Why?" ask Panji in a soft voice. It has changed drastically from before. "You're still angry because of our past?"

"Yes!" dhea's reply did not dodge Panji's guess. Dhea turned her face away.

"Why?" The pennant kept repeating the same question.

"You're in the wrong order of the pennants." Dhea took a deep breath to continue her sentence.

"What?"

"Meet me shouldn't you apologize first?" Dhea's trembling voice held back the cry that suddenly peeked. "You're busy asking me how you doing? how am I doing? how do I feel? why am I like this to you .... " Dhea stopped her sentence. He was sobbing crying.

"Dhea .... ?" The banner seemed to be in disbelief.

"You ever think how deep I hurt? Is it dry or still bleeding? Leaving a mark or healing perfectly, as before? YOU FORGOT!" yell Dhea.

Again. The banner pulled Dhea into his arms. He approached the woman who was still very sniffed because of her behavior in the past.

"You think it's easy for me. Why should I see you with another woman? Why did you come with your wife?" Dhea's voice was not clear because she was in the arms of the Panji. However, as his death became more. Both of Dhea's hands clenched. He hit Panji's back accordingly.

"sorry. I'm sorry. I left without knowing how you were. I left without healing your wounds. I'm sorry." The banner tightened his embrace. She cried even though she was held back.

Panji did regret his actions, a long time ago. He knew that Dhea was hurt. However, the stupid Panji did not know what he had to do at that time. Panji thinks disappearing could make Dhea's wounds lighter. But apparently not. No matter how strong Dhea was, she was still injured.

SERIATE....