Trapped by the Love of Leaning
You should be happy too!
"By, who's coming?"
Shireen seemed surprised when her ex-husband who turned out to visit her, fortunately she had brought a change of clothes when entering to clean up, otherwise it would really be a world war.
"Mas Athar!" greetings Shirleen.
"Hi Ilen.." said Athar with his discomfort, Jason could feel it.
Shirleen's eyes were also no less rounded when she found that the bedsheet she had just tidied up earlier was again tangled with a pile of pillows on it.
He gulped his saliva chelate, why could it be so, is this all the action Jason thought.
What to do, pretend not to care and then step foot to immediately join the husband, but the shame must have reached the crown, or tidying back the sheets that look messy while the horse grin.
Ah let it be, Shirleen stepped into the bed and was ready to tidy things up to make it more pleasant to look at, Jason and himself were not that violent, I swear, Athar must have misinterpreted this moment.
Judging by Jason and Athar had a casual conversation, he used the opportunity to not care, tidying up the bed after it felt pretty neat then he joined the two.
What a sight this is, there is a husband, wife, and ex-husband, sitting close together and chatting casually, there is even a laugh coming out of her husband's mouth, no matter how exciting the conversation.
"How are you Len?" ask Athar.
"Good Mas!" answer Shirleen.
Jason grimaced a little, Mas, the call, once he asked Shirleen to call him like that, but when combined with his name, it was really unpleasant to hear, the call did not suit him, he said, but at Athar why it fits so well.
"Where's the work now?" jason asked in a stale manner again, he was lazy to hear Shirleen calling Athar with their first call, as much as possible he avoided the conversation between Athar and Shirleen.
Really when it comes to being jealous of Shirleen, Jason is far from the word adult.
"I opened a small business in front of my house Young Master!" answer Athar politely.
"Oohh, which shop is yaaa?" ask Jason.
"Yes Young Master!"
"But so far so smoothly?" jason asked again, he was more talkative than having to let Shirleen talk to Athar.
"Thank God, Young Master, I'm grateful for that."
Athar glanced at Shirleen for a moment, he stole a glance, Shirleen looked more beautiful, even more beautiful than the last moment with her, could it be the happy effect, Athar was so sorry because as long as Shirleen lived with him, she was so happy, Shirleen was rarely even taken care of by the Salon, even with the pressure of her family who were not fond of Shirleen at the time, though Shirleen still held out for her, for the sake of their little family.
Athar realized, that during his life with him, he could not make Shirleen happy completely, although Shirleen always said that Shirleen was happy, but the fact is who knows, aahh how sorry Athar.
"Shirleen, Mas here in addition to wanting to visit you, actually Mas also has something to say!" lang Athar's.
Jason stopped being normal, he also started to get serious, not expecting Athar to improve his relationship with his wife, because then get ready to die.
"Come here to apologize, for all the treatment of Mas to you first, although Mas has already said this, but it feels sorry like it is not enough Mas revealed to you, not only Mas, but it is, here too..."
"Enough Mas Athar, can't talk about it don't be so familiar, just tell me, don't use Mas that." Jason wrote in protest, he was really upset to hear the nickname was described repeatedly, although there was no longer a relationship between Shirleen and Athar but for him it was very unpleasant, he did not like, rather disgusted.
"Ah Yes Young Master, forgive my sassiness" said Athar, his body trembling slightly as Jason spoke in a somewhat snapping tone, remembering the rumors never make trouble with the Young Master of the Adrian family, he really did not want to.
"Yes, he has continued what he wants to say." said Jason again, although he did not want to hear it but he tried to let it go, let there is a Shirleen who wants to listen.
"I'm here to apologize, Len, for all my mistakes when we were together, I'm not a good husband to you, I can't tell right from wrong, I did not defend you when you were hated by my family, especially my mother, now precisely yesterday afternoon, My mother is gone, has gone home to Rahmatullah, I want to convey my apology Almarhumah, and may you forgive." said Athar, there is a drop of regret at the saying.
"And also for my family, I represent them all to apologize to you, despite having blatantly hurt your heart, but then again, I will apologize to you, would you also forgive them?"
"Sorry, we can't be a good family for you who left your family at that time, we who should have welcomed you cheerfully, brought you home with joy, we're supposed to take care of you when you're away from your family, but unfortunately we didn't do it all, we tortured your heart, hurt you, and for everything that's happened before, me and my family are sorry."
"And there was also a little request of Kak Delia, may he meet Misca later as a Aunt and nephew, he was sorry because he had never received Misca..."
"Enough Mas!" snapped Jason.
"I'm sorry Young Master!" Athar bowed down, he was ready whatever the consequences.
"By.." Shirleen, Athar who apologized to her, but she saw Jason who could not resist the turmoil of her anger, her husband's hand was clenched, her jaw was hardened to hear all the narrations of Athar.
Shirleen knew her husband would not be able to hear if he was hurt, either now or before.
"Don't tell me that, I don't like to hear it" Jason said, noting that he was holding back a ready-to-explode rage, and then he went into the bathroom, shirleen and Athar.
"I've forgiven you all, and please don't talk about this anymore, what else in front of my husband, my husband won't like to hear this" Shirleen told Athar.
"I'm sorry, Len, I don't know, I'm just delivering a message from my brothers, and also an apology from my heart because at your wedding I couldn't deliver this, really for whatever sake I've sincerely Len, may you be happy with Young Master Jason, I will support anything for you, I always hope your family in the best of happiness, I hope, and also take good care of Misca, give my message to Young Master Jason, love my son even though it can not be completely but please never hate Misca, either now or later, if Young Master, if you are, or do you mind taking care of my daughter, leave her to me, I always wait for her presence" Athar said, a drop of tears streaming down as he called Misca's name.
"Mas need not worry, Jason loves Misca very much" Shirleen said.
"Yes already, I say goodbye first, sorry to have made Young Master angry, I was completely unintentionally, not the slightest intention of me to burn his heart with anger, my life was not calm before talking to you about this, my life is not calm, I see, Young Master feels so because he loves you so much, you're lucky to have Shirleen, keep looking after each other, I'm happy for you" Athar said.
He wanted to rub Shirleen's shoulder one last time before saying goodbye, but he still knew the limit, if Young Master Jason looked, it would be very inappropriate.
Athar steps his foot toward the exit, smiling sweetly at Shirleen before she leaves, and accepts everything that is destined for her life, though there is still love for her ex-wife, but he was completely sincere, he was happy if he saw Shirleen happy, he fully supported the relationship Shirleen and Jason.
"You must be happy too!" muttered Shirleen quietly.
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