
"Is it not enough to see me forever bear the guilt of you. Until you make Safira follow me."
Fadhil glanced at the face of the woman in front of him. Tears are always used as a tool for healing. Unfortunately his heart can no longer be touched by the face of the female who used to fill his heart.
"I never made Sapphira hate you. Many reflect so that you know why your own child hates you." said Fadhil.
"And one more thing, never bring up what has passed. Our business has been done since you received the match with Mas Farhan," Fadhil said again with affirmation.
His heart was once broken. When women who promised to be faithful to accompany him turned out to prefer other men. The other is his own brother. She thinks Lany is the best woman. Who wants to accept him as he is. She is two years younger than Lany.
Fadhil wants to be angry but he is self-conscious when compared to achievements. And the one who compared it was precisely his own lover. At that time he was a nobody without looking at his parents. Only a student who ventured to open a small workshop so that his life is not always stamped as a bad boy who always troubles parents. Although the results are only enough to eat and occasionally take Lany to the road.
Young Fadhil is not what he is now. He is a child who is difficult to manage and often makes his parents angry. Several times put in a boarding school cabin during high school but he always run away. His life was all his own according to his young soul.
In contrast to his brother who is not only smart, Farhan is also obedient. The first child becomes the pride of the parents. His career in the new 28-year-old moncer has become a leader in an agency. This made his parents proud. And Fadhil is drowning because of it.
Although always get compliments, the brother is not necessarily high-hearted. He always cheered Fadhil. Even provide capital to open a business. The workshop is still standing and growing until now.
Whether because it was too submissive or too innocent, Farhan did not refuse when his parents filed for an arranged marriage with the son of his father's friend. Without knowing who the girl is. Just looking at the beautiful and lithe-looking photos, Farhan agreed. They can say they married without love. Although it was finally revealed that Lany had been in a relationship with her sister. But their marriage has been going on even Lany has been pregnant.
Sorry is also free. Farhan could only apologize even though Fadhil did not bother about it anymore. Fadhil is only regretful, Lany can never be a good wife for her brother. Dissenters and always demanding. His lifestyle changed after becoming the wife of a top official of a government agency. Not enough of the husband's salary, after graduating from college he forced to work. Leaving Sapphira baby with baby sitter. Even Lany did not refuse when she had to be mutated out of town. He was willing to sacrifice his family for his ambition, living in luxury.
"I'm sorry. That's not enough, Dylan. I said it over and over again but you never cared" she said.
"My decision back then was the thing I regretted the most," Lany shrunk the corner of her eye.
"Enough, Lan! You shouldn't bring that up again. You chose to leave me. And now you're acting like I hurt you." Fadhil thrusts the tissue box closer to Lany's front.
"I'm married. Please take care of your attitude. Don't make my wife misunderstand this attitude of yours."
Lany smiled cynically. "Are you sure your wife is sincere with you? He's young, what else does he see of you other than treasure."
"She's not a woman like you!" reply Fadhil firmly. But it also does not make Lany feel reluctant.
"We'll see. You will understand who really loves you. Me or your wife you just married yesterday."
Fadhil breathed a rough breath. Talking to Lany was always draining her emotions. Lany was a gentle girl. Sometimes a little selfish. I don't know, that woman really changed.
Lany folded her arms and refused to get out of the chair. Cowering like a child.
Seeing Lany's childish demeanor, Fadhil grew fed up. Lany is really stubborn. Even being cast out, he did not move.
"Dil!" Lany sulks even more as Fadhil ignores her.
"Make me your second wife. I promise to be a good wife to you." Fadhil smiled obliquely. This was not when Lany asked to be married. For him to refuse to take back what he has thrown away. His feelings for Lany are dead and wasted.
"You think I've been picking widows for what if it wasn't for you. I haven't forgotten how hot your kiss is even though it's been decades. I want to repeat it again. Just once, Dhil!!" Lany biting her lower lip teasing Fadhil.
Lany got up from the chair and brought her face closer to Fadhil. His bent body revealed a hemisphere in the slit of his shirt that was not perfectly fastened. "I missed you. Please!" he said half a whisper.
"Don't be crazy you Lan!" Fadhil brushed off Lany's arm that was about to wipe her face.
"Don't lie to yourself, honey. I know you've been holding back the desire for me. It's just that you're too prestigious."
Fadhil got out of his chair and left Lany. But when he opened the door, Za had been standing at the door for some time. Fadhil was stunned to see the face of his wife who was also looking at him. She turned her head inside and found Lany's appearance that made her inflamed. The woman unbuttoned some of her clothes and the hair that had looked neat now looked a little messy. His gaze now turned towards Za whose face turned red.
"Lunch on you, Mum!" Za held out a bag containing the lunchbox and turned over.
"'Dad!" Fadhil blocked Za's hand immediately.
"You misunderstood me, honey!" Fadhil pulls Za into his arms.
"Deliver, Mas. I'm going home. Looks like I came at an inopportune time." As much as Za's energy pushed Fadhil's body and left the place. Ignoring the questionable gazes of some of Fadhil's employees who noticed him. He simply held back his tears from spilling.
Meanwhile, inside Fadhil's study, Lany smiled with satisfaction. He approached Fadhil who was still staring at the door.
"Why aren't you chasing? Hmm?" he said it lightly.
Fadhli pulled Lany's arm out of the room and violently closed the door. No matter how Lany looks, it will definitely attract the attention of its employees. It's possible they'd think Fadhil had a scandal with his brother-in-law. Fadhil doesn't bother about that.
"Dhil! Open door! My bag's inside!" Lany yelled while banging on the door.
Fadhil grabbed the handbag lying on the table. Then throw him out after opening the door.