[Note] A Perfect Marriage

Toxic Relationships

"It was my mother who asked her to marry me even though I was against it, and now. What does mom really want? Are you content to destroy everything?" said the Throne while trying to suppress his emotions to make the man's face reddened.

"The mother wants you only to be aware of your folly, and she also gives you a good wife, who loves you very much, but you're wasting it. So I don't have any other choice. Everyone has the right to seek their happiness. Love also deserves her happiness, and that's .. by going away from the source of her sadness" Laras said by pressing the last sentence and pointing at her son.

The man fell silent. Without saying anything she turned around and left her mother with her gloomy face. He had to immediately search for the whereabouts of his wife, that was all that was at the current head of the Throne since he would not be able to possibly argue over her mother.

Laras, who was flat-spoken from the very beginning of his son's arrival, suddenly became sad, staring at the back of the Throne that was getting away from him. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. The barrel issues a ring. His gaze looked sad as he recalled his last encounter with Love.

That afternoon at his house, when the sun was right over his head. A beautiful woman greeted him with a sweet smile as usual. Barrels do not think strange because everything looks ordinary and fine. A thin smile always adorns the face of his daughter-in-law. The laughter also blends in with the conversation of the two.

Until the moment the only son-in-law's gaze turned heartily and said, "Mother, I'm sorry."

When the sentence was thrown, at that time bad thoughts were in his head. The barrel starts to tighten. Prepare to hear the next words of Love that he still hangs. There was an uproar from the young woman's face. He even bit his lower lip because of the nervousness that ambushed him.

"Why, Son?"

"It seems .. My relationship with the Throne can no longer continue, ma'am."

Barrel widened his eyes. "What's wrong? Is not your relationship getting closer. Why suddenly ...."

"Bella's pregnant, and–"

"What's? Not likely. It must not be the son of the Throne. That must be his cheating son. My son would not do such a depraved thing." Breath of the barrel hunts upon hearing the answer of Love. His emotions exploded instantly.

"Mom, calm down, ma'am. I also thought like that at first, but after seeing the treatment of the Throne on him .. I thought it might really be his son," Cinta said with a bitter smile.

"Where are you sure? It could have been that demonic woman framing my son. Two more months, love. Hold on for another two months. I'll look for evidence about the boy. We're doing DNA testing right now."

Love was silent, staring at her mother-in-law. The middle-aged woman looked shocked and looked at him expectantly. Without feeling the tears had pooled in the corner of the woman's brown netra. He closed his eyes, rubbing the clear lips that had been twitching in his eyes.

"I'm sorry, Mom. I can't wait any longer. Believe me, the truth will find its way. Sooner or later. If the child is really a child of the Throne ... Mother must accept it too. She's a mother's granddaughter anyway." Even though his heart was broken. Despite the pain as if stabbed by a knife, Love still tried to smile at her mother-in-law.

"Are you sure, son?"

Love is slowly moving. His eyes cannot lie. The pain is clearly visible from the two watery eye beads. However, the woman no longer wanted to be a stupid donkey that was plunged into the same hole. He wanted to move forward, no matter what was going to happen for sure, he did not want to be shackled in this poisonous relationship.

"Well, if that's your decision. I can no longer force you. You deserve your happiness, Love." Despite the weight, Laras releases Love with a smile that is clearly very forced.

"May I ask Mom for help?"

"of course. You've sacrificed a lot for this old woman."

"Please help Love take care of this divorce letter" he asked as he handed over the divorce papers that had been signed by the Throne and himself.

"I–ini ...."

"Based on that brat. How could he do this to you. I hope he regrets his actions. Just relax, son. God will give a proper reply to the son of si*lan," growled Laras knowing his son had filed for divorce on Love.

"Mom, I can't say that. I'm fine, Mother don't worry. And I have one more request. Please help Love and Nana get out of here. We want to return to Indonesia, but please do not let the Throne know of our departure," pinta Cinta and responded to a nod by her mother-in-law.

Love handed the file from inside her bag. Yes, the young lady has been preparing the entire file for the move of her and her sister the last few days. Love rises from its seat after it has finished conveying its wishes. He stared at the middle-aged woman who was sitting staring at the letters before him.

"Mother ...." Without feeling clear bulir slid into his smooth cheeks. Love hugged Laras from her right side. Drowning his cries on the old woman's shoulder.

"Thank you so much for taking care of us, and .. Thank you so much for giving me the opportunity to have another mother, Mom. Let me hug and call you mother one last time."

Baras closed his eyes as clear water dripped from the woman's eye pellet. His heart warmed as well as throbbing pain. His outstretched hand held and gently stroked the arm of Love that was coiled around his chest. The two women, let go of each other's pain, disappointment, resentment, and anger.

In the end, he had to completely let go of his daughter-in-law. He waved at the plane carrying the young woman away with his sister. They become stowaways, no personal data and any records about the two that Laras left behind. He turned away from the airport on a cold night clutching a ring that Love had left behind.

"Madam," call Bi Sumi to restore Laras' consciousness.

"Yes, Bi?"

"Mr Zain is back."

Laras raised both eyebrows. "Wouldn't she just come back tomorrow" she murmured as she went to greet her cold-hearted husband.

"What are you doing out there," asked Zain flatly upon seeing his wife's arrival.

"Just looking for the wind."

"Certainly, or contemplate your failure to lose a son-in-law?"

Laras glanced cynically at him. "Did you come home early because you wanted to make fun of me?"

"It's very angry that my wife is now, yes," Zain said as he held Laras' chin and pointed Laras' face at her.

...Connect .......

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