100 DAYS OF MARRIAGE

Will split

"We just end our relationship, I've thought things through, stop hurting each other, and we live our lives without knowing each other."

Silence, my body was limp hearing that line of words.

"I'll take care of everything, you deserve to be happy, and I realize I can't give it, you're not happy living with me, I just hurt you, the more days you're just hurting me. You can get away from me now, I'll take you off."

"Emil, what are you saying?" my voice trembled and my body trembled, this is not what I wanted, I was looking for it to fix everything, to mend our relationship, not to part.

"Emil, please take back your words, don't make up your mind when you're upset, we go home, we talk about this at home" I persuaded her, hoping Emil would listen to me.

"I'm sorry, for giving you so many wounds during our time together, I know I was wrong. I'm sorry!"

"Emil, man,"

"Let's go home, you look bad right now." Emil touched my shoulders, took my hand, and we walked out of that place.

Emil,,, I cried following in his footsteps from behind. Emil has given his decision, he will let me go. We'll split up.

***

We drove home in our own cars, but from the rearview mirror I could see Emil's car following me in the back.

Emil,,, I love you, can't we just stick together and fix everything? Is farewell the only way? Oh my God, I love Emil so much.... Don't let me lose him.

Along the way I kept crying, thinking how I could keep our marriage, I didn't want to lose Emil, so, should I beg, asking and kneeling at his feet to keep him as his wife? So he doesn't leave me?

***

I stayed in the car when we got home, my tears wouldn't stop when I tried to hold them, they just kept on going one by one as my heart rumbled. My life would have been ruined if Emil and I had completely separated.

Emil approached, knocking on the windshield of the car door asking me to open it. I'm doing. The door opened and I went out.

"Stop crying, I don't like to see it," Emil wiped my tears, rubbing my wet, messy face.

"Emil, we're not getting divorced, are we? You're not just gonna take me off, are you? You,,," my words paused because I was as excited.

"You're saying it just out of emotion, tell me if we're gonna stick together!" I looked down inside, crying bitterly.

Emil was silent, but I could hear him exhaling deeply, his own chest must have been tight.

"I can't make you happy, Nami. As long as we're together I just make you cry, give you a wound, we hurt each other when we're together. Ending it all is the best option, you can be detached from the breng.sek man and not as responsible as me. You," Emil paused, took a deep breath and exhaled.

"You deserve to be happy, with a man who deserves you better, I'm no longer the Emil who was yesterday, me,"

I stared at Emil's wet, red bead, I wanted to hug him, but why is it so hard?

"I'll get out of O'clan's company. I'll start my life my own way,"

"Emil,,," I said, Lord, why does Emil insist on separation?

"I can't keep you with me. You'll suffer if you live with me."

"But,"

"Let's go in." Emil took my hand and brought me into the house.

The clock is showing at 4 a.m. And my grandmother saw us going up the stairs to the top floor.

"Emil, Namira?"

Our steps came to a halt, turning to the source of the voice coming from the front door of grandma's room.

My God,, no, Grandma shouldn't have seen me in this state. Moreover, I had a chance to drink, surely he could smell the smell of alcohol from my body.

"Where are you blind?" grandma said while closing the kisser.

"You drank? Coming home from the party?" cerca grandma stared at us alternately.

I just looked down, scared.

"What's up, Mom?" ask Daddy to Grandma.

"Look at your children!" exclaimed grandma stared at us sharply full of question marks.

"What's wrong with you guys? Why are you guys quiet?" that's Mommy's voice, my mother's sister.

"I'm going to divorce Namira!"

"DIG!"

As I looked towards Emil who was looking straight ahead without a definite point, his tears dripping down his cheeks, as well as me.

"Emil,,," I cried. Is Emil serious about his decision? Until he had to say this directly to his family?

"What did you say Emil?" snapped Daddy. My heart is beating faster, my tears are not going to stop.

"If you guys have a problem, talk about everything well" Mommy said.

"What's wrong? Why do you want to divorce your wife, Emil? What kind of trouble makes you guys like this?" grandma shouted loudly. Family integrity is the motto upheld by grandmothers.

"This marriage never existed in the first place" Emil spoke up, everyone listened to him, my heart was beating faster, what would Emil talk about?

"We're just marrying a contract, and we're gonna get it done now,"

"Emil? What are you saying?" daddy's shout was earthy with Granny and Mommy's shout.

Me? I lost my voice, only tears remained.

"Mira?" Aretha came, she heard all our talk, and so did Mr. CEO.

I just fell silent, what can I say? If Emil had told his whole family that he would divorce me?

"Mira?" lirih Aretha when she was near me. Holding my shoulder.

"What's wrong? Why are you quiet?" Aretha looked very panicked, while Mr. The CEO stared at Emil sharply.

"I'll also quit O'clan Company."

"Emil?" daddy yelled almost to hit Emil if Mr. The CEO didn't get in the way by holding Daddy's hand and chest.

Silent and gripping. After that Emil left, ran up the stairs to the top floor and entered his room.

"Emil,,,, Emil,,," cried Daddy many times who did not respond.

I stared at the back of the man I loved so much that it disappeared from view. And now it's time for me to be in court.

"What's wrong with your relationship, Namira?" Mommy Di yelled at me, asking in an angry tone as if all the mistakes were because of me.

"Where did you come home at this hour? And it's clear the smell of alcohol is emanating from your body." Mommy Di came up to me, standing in front of me, pulling my clothes that were doused in drinks earlier when Emil snatched the bottle from my hand.

"Namira, explain." Daddy attacked me too, I just kept quiet, what can I say? Emil has said everything.

"Namira," Aretha's voice softened, I looked at her, bitter.

"What does Emil really say about your marriage? You're just married on a contract?" ask Aretha carefully.

"Namira's airdrop?" scream Mommy In emotion.

I see them one by one, I feel like I want to die now, I'm down.

"B-be's right!"

Silent.

***