The Hated Wife
53
Fahri walked towards the house, he walked steadily expectantly. May the one who lives in that house be Lita, she walks with prayer and hope. Sighing deeply before knocking on the door of the golden-brown mansion whose lights lit up brightly.
Geck, tok
Fahri knocks on the door of the house with great hope. He occasionally justified his backpack which he sipped on the shoulder.
“I beg you, hopefully it is you Lita.” He muttered expectantly waiting for the door of the house to open. No one opened the door after he knocked, causing him to be silent at the window of his house.
Once again Fahri tried to knock, and his eyes caught the doorbell on the wall. He immediately pressed the door of the house.
Ting...
Fahri remained silent, beginning to feel despair in him. Bowing miserably, as if his hopes had collapsed to find Lita. But in the midst of despair the door opened making Fahri look up full of fun but again disappointment that he showed. The one who opened the door was not Lita but someone else - a middle-aged woman who saw her suspiciously.
“sorry who?” ask the woman who is likely her mother's age.
“I'm fahri, is this Miss Devina's home?” fahri said by trying to cover up his disappointment he asked expectantly.
“Iya's right, but now she's not here”
“He's not here? Then where is he? May I know where he is at this time?”
“Sorry I can't tell you, because you're a stranger. So sorry”
“Alright then, but may I ask you one thing?” fahri said as he opened his bag.
The woman's forehead immediately wrinkled to watch the stranger man she did not know open her bag.
“Sorry Is this Miss Devina?” said Fahri thrust a photo of Lita.
The middle-aged woman took a photo of Lita, looking at her closely.
“is this Miss Devina, if you may know you are Miss Devina?” the middle-aged woman again handed Fahri a photo of Lita.
A smile of happiness was immediately seen on Fahri's handsome face, rightly meaning he was indeed Lita. He managed to convince himself.
“I'm her husband, please tell me where she is. I miss him, I beg” Fahri to hold the middle-aged woman's hand begging to tell her.
“Suami,.?”
“Sorry sir don't confess me, Miss Devina already has a husband and her husband I know” said the middle-aged woman looking at Fahri who was holding her hand.
Instantly Fahri is shocked to hear that, who claims to be Lita's husband. There's no way Lita's getting married again.
“I do not confess-me, I am indeed the husband of the woman named Devina. She's my wife and pregnant my child now” firmly Fahri as if not accept on the person who claimed to be Lita's husband.
“But non Devina wife of tama master, she is a doctor working in Indonesia” obviously middle-aged woman.
Deg, man,
Fahri fell silent, his heart was hurt hearing this. It is possible that Lita is already married to someone else, but who is Tama. She had no idea who Tama was and her profession was a doctor. If Rey couldn't have named that guy instead of Tama. She did not care if Lita was married again or not yet clearly she would meet the woman and admit her son.
“I beg you to tell me where Devina is, I beg you” Fahri said.
“sorry sir, I can't tell you. Please leave from here” the woman will close the door of her house at this time.
Fahri again prevented it, though,
“I beg you, I want to meet Devina” he said holding the hand of the woman who will close the door of the house.
Blamm
The door was closed hard enough right in front of his face.
Fahri jostles the door begging to be opened, and he repeatedly begs to be told where Lita is now.
“As if I beg you, I am really Devina's husband. Open the door I beg you, tell me where he is now” he said continuously knocking on the door.
Strokes are desperate he kicked hard the closed door.
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Fahri is currently at the hotel he stayed at for several weeks while he is here. Standing in front of the bathroom glass, he washed his face staring at himself in front of the mirror at this time.
“You must be strong Fahri find Lita and live happily with her. Start your new life” said Fahri in front of the mirror talking to his reflection.
“today you do not find, tomorrow you find Fahri sure, rest assured with that” he said full of confidence and full of reinforcement for himself.
He took the white towel there, rubbed his face with it and put it back in its place. He was straight out of his bathroom at this moment.
“I have to tell papa Aryo, if indeed Lita is still alive” he said immediately took his HP which is on the bedside table nightstand.
He picked up the phone and sat on the edge of the bed at this time.
“Halo Pa,” said when the phone connection was connected.
“Iya what is Fahri, you found evidence that Lita is still alive”
“Iya Pa, Lita is still alive Pa. But I don't know where he is now, he's moved out of his old place. But whether it's Lita or not because she uses the name Devina and she has a husband named Tama Pa” Fahri told Aryo.
“Devina is Lita's middle name, it means Lita Fahri. But you said she had a husband named Tama. Who was that?”
“Women's words guarding the house where Lita used to live. Her husband is a doctor and an Indonesian”
“don't-don't Lita was married to someone else Fahri,” said Aryo suspect that his son had indeed remarried.
“that's what I'm afraid of Pa, I'm afraid that Lita is married to someone else and my son is someone else's son. I can't accept it Pa” said Fahri holding sad if that's the case.
“Hopefully that's true, hopefully Lita hasn't remarried Fahri and you can live happily with her starting a new”
“Yes, Amiin Pa”
“You must be tired, we have continued next time. You just rest now” Aryo said to Fahri.
“Iya Pa,” phone calls were immediately disconnected.
Fahri again put his cellphone on the nightstand and he took a photo that was next to his cellphone. Who else, if not a photo of Lita, she always carries everywhere.
He dropped his tired body onto the bed, lifted the photo into the air looking at it longing.
“Hopefully my guess is not true, and you still remain my wife. I beg you to come back to me Lita” said Fahri expectantly staring at the photo.
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T.B.C