My Husband's
Requesting Explanation

Mas Hadi was surprised to hear my question.

"Why are you asking him?"

"I met him and Dinda. Dinda was told to ngamen Mas." 

"I don't care."

"What's? But he's your son, Mas." 

Mas Hadi was silent. He hesitated to answer my question.

"Mas."

"An, will you not come back with me?" Mas Hadi held my hand.

I reflexively let go of his grasp.

"What do you mean, Mom? Yesterday you humiliated me in front of my future husband and now you're asking for a return? That's really it, Mom." I looked in wonder at Mas Hadi.

"Sinta nipu me, An," said Mas Hadi slowly.

"How's nipu?" I'm getting curious.

"It turns out Dinda's not my son."

"What?" I was surprised to hear Mas Hadi.

"He was pregnant before I had sex with him. Dinda's her son and ex-husband."

I closed my mouth to hear Mas Hadi's words.

"Two weeks ago, Dinda was in an accident and needed a lot of blood. But neither I nor Sinta have the same blood. I think he's following his real father's blood. From there I knew that Dinda wasn't my son." Mas Hadi looked down sad. I feel sorry to see it. But treating her all this time to me I can't forgive.

"I'm sorry you let you break up with Fandi. I want you back with me, An." Mas Hadi held my hand again.

I took his hand off. "I'm sorry I can't." I was about to stand up but Mas Hadi even pulled my hand until I fell into his lap.

"Mas, no!!" I shouted as I continued to push his body. Honey, my energy isn't strong enough for that.

I struggled to be released but his hands were getting wild. His hands started to creep behind the shirt I was wearing.

Until suddenly someone pulled Mas Hadi and beat him to a pulp. It turns out that it was Mas Fandi. I immediately moved away from that place. Mas Fandi chased after me who was now running out of the house.

"Wait, An!" Mas Fandi managed to hold my hand and stopped my run.

I turned around and hugged Mas Fandi. I was crying in his arms. "I'm scared, Mom."

"Udah, you calm down. There I am. Now let's get out of here." Mas Fandi led me to his car. Don't forget he put my suitcase in the trunk of his car.

Along the way, I chose silence. I'm still shocked by what happened today.

Arriving at my old rented house, Mas Hadi took care of me because I refused to go to the doctor. He compressed the bruise on my hand from Mas Hadi's grip earlier.

After a bit of calm, Mas Fandi started asking why I left him and went to Mas Hadi's house. Good thing Mas Fandi managed to find me in time. Otherwise, I could be exhausted by Mas Hadi.

I told you from beginning to end.

"Basar Hadi is a jerk!" Mas Fandi was upset. He clenched his hand tightly.

"Have a go, Mas." I tried to calm the emotional Mas Fandi.

Mas Fandi held my hand. "An, you don't stay with me anymore, yeah. I don't care how you want it. I still love you. Pliss, An." 

I looked at Mas Fandi seriously. Then I nodded in agreement. It means we're going to stay married.

"Mas, you can't take Dinda to me. I don't want Dinda to be her mother's busker." I stared expectantly.

"Yes, tomorrow I'll bring my bodyguards to rescue Dinda. If we need to adopt her." 

Mas Hadi's words made me comment on a smile. I was very happy to hear that he was intending to adopt Dinda. I'm sure with the power that Mas Fandi has, he will definitely easily get Dinda for me.

O Allah, I am grateful to have a companion candidate as good as Mas Fandi. He is very kind and loving. Especially with the presence of Dinda later, I am sure our lives will be very happy.