A Cup of Black Coffee

Chapter 35

Hendi was still waiting in front busily staring at his phone screen.

He looked up when he heard the door of Hulya's room open.

"Udah? I went back," he said.

"Go back together" I replied, chuckling.

He raised next to his brow confused, "your wife is sick again Gil! Is that the time you want to stay?" tanyanya could not believe it.

"Udah has family," I replied flatly.

He stopped me by standing in front of me.

"Seriously, you have to tell me what Gil is! Don't let me assume you're a loser who can leave his sick wife!" forcing doors.

Maybe he doesn't accept that I treat Hulya like this, I know what Hendi meant by being open to meddling in my affairs, he just doesn't understand our current situation.

"Hulya is pregnant not my son Hen," I replied to her.

His eyes widened perfectly, "seriously?"

"Do you think rich gini is funny?" my lips.

"Crazy!" his screeches.

I agree with him.

We then continued our steps towards the parking lot.

"I can't believe you're this relaxed Gil! Seriously, aren't you papa?" tanyanya's worried.

"I'm fine" I replied flatly.

He sighed, we walked in silence, maybe he was working on some questions he might want to ask.

"A son of Azam?" he said after we arrived at the parking lot.

I spread my shoulders, it is only natural that his name is our suspicion. But I have no proof whatsoever, and Hulya chooses silence, it's like protecting the man.

"What will you do Gil?" ask her while driving.

Hendi asked that he drive my car, for fear that I could not concentrate on driving.

"I want to go to a religious court, take care of a divorce lawsuit in a state manner" I explained.

"You want a divorce?" stupid questions that came out of Hendi's mouth.

"Then what do you expect?" reply cynical.

He chuckled at my grunts.

"I thought you'd give up again. Seriously Gil, from yesterday I thought you were stupid while still defending Hulya, after your wife treated you so outrageously," he said honestly.

"I didn't dare to be honest then, afraid you might get angry. Because I think you're a real bitch to your wife" she jokes.

I snorted at his words. Of course I've thought a lot of people say that I'm a stupid, bucin guy.

They don't know, I'm just trying to make things right and give Hulya a chance.

"Continue going to this religious court?" tanyakanya.

"Yes" I replied lazily.

"Rich is hesitating Bro! Still love?" taunted.

"If you can't keep quiet, I'm going down here, Hen!" my threat. Even though he's the one driving my car.

The atmosphere was silent again, but only for a moment, Hendi then asked me something else.

"Do you know whose child is in your wife's womb?"

"No," I was wondering whose child was in Hulya's womb.

But how else, he always flinch when asked like that.

"Engga? Don't ask me if I know?" beonyas.

"Both!"

"Jeez, you're Gil ... Gil's. You should ask whose child it is, is it the son of Azam? Your wife is really dead love with that man," he said.

"I don't know about Hen, but I met Azam and Sarah once, and it seems like their household is doing well" I said.

"Yes, you don't know, who knows if they play neatly until they are not sniffed by you, Hulya is just good because they were caught pregnant right?" his pedicab.

That's right, who else could we suspect if it wasn't Azam. Hulya was completely obsessed with the man.

But I have no evidence of closeness to either.

We arrived at the religious court. When I asked the registration department, they explained what conditions I had to prepare.

Marriage books, family cards, resident identification cards and grounds for divorce.

At the end of the day I was a little confused, should I honestly say why we got divorced? Which in the end should open the disgrace of Hulya.

"Why Sir?" ask the man who has explained everything to me.

Finally I had to be honest with him, so that I could know what other preparations besides the important letters.

"My wife is pregnant with someone else's child sir" I said at last.

He seemed ordinary, perhaps because he often received divorce registrations for various reasons, he did not seem surprised.

"Please fill yes sir, according to the problem," he replied flatly.

"But sir, if my wife refuses my reason how?" many doubt.

Not without reason, he could have rejected the problems I gave to be the cause of our divorce.

"Alright sir, thank you for the advice," I said then resigned.

Because if relying on witnesses obviously I do not have a strong witness, only Hendi who became a listener certainly can not be made a witness.

Asking the Hulya family is definitely impossible because they don't want us to get divorced.

Then regarding the evidence, I have absolutely no evidence to substantiate my claim.

Do I really need to use a lawyer? The problem is I'm a little worried about the amount of money that must be spent to rent it.

"Why?" asked Hendi who was waiting for me in front.

"Bung, the court advised me to use a lawyer because I had no witnesses and no hard evidence to substantiate my claims" I explained.

Hendi seemed to be thinking, "difficult as well Bro. Hiring a lawyer certainly requires a considerable fee. What's more your opponent ... You know best how powerful they are."

Right said Hendi, there's no way they'll just shut up to see me put up this fight.

But I'm undaunted, I'd rather still file my lawsuit than postpone it.

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The next day, as planned, I file my divorce lawsuit in court. They accepted and will be giving an invitation to the hearing three days later.

I don't know how Hulya is. Fortunately, I had to clear all the files when I decided to get out of the house.

Let the house be given to Hulya. As a husband I abstain from expelling women from his court, despite the faults of his side.

While enjoying lunch with Hendi, my phone rang again, with my mother's name on it.

I let out a rough sigh because I'm sure mom must have asked about Hulya again.

"Yes Ma'am?" saya.

"Rraggl! Why did you divorce Hulya!" snapped it.

I snorted, so quickly they informed my parents.

"Later tell me Mom," I replied flatly.

"No, you have to come here right now!" axed it.

I had to accept my mother's request. I'm sure mom doesn't know our problem yet so she sounds angry.

"Hen, I want to go home. Mother asked me to come home" I replied.

"Sip. Be careful on the road," he replied.

I drove the car to my parents' house. The two-hour journey got me there in the afternoon.

I saw that Mom was waiting for me in front, probably finished watering her plants, seen from the wet yard.

Mom got up when she saw my car coming.

"Mom," I said. Without warning, he slapped me.

"Back to Hulya!" door instantly.

"Mom should listen to my explanation!" I said defend myself.

He snarled and then went back inside the house, I followed him. We sat facing each other in the living room.

Again the state of the house is still quiet, out of nowhere the other residents.

"Explain to mom what's going on until you get divorced? You crazy Gil? Hulya is pregnant why are you divorcing!" his jolt.

I set my explosive roar of breath, not my in-laws not my parents they're all the same, like everything themselves.

"Mom know, you can't do that if there's nothing!" my reply.

"What's wrong?" cynically.

"Hulya's pregnant with someone else's child Mom! How could I possibly defend it?" cold answer.

Mother gasped, her body pecked, maybe not expecting the truth I was saying.

"W-what? Pregnant someone else's child? You don't joke Ragil!" muttered.

"Is it possible Ragil joked Mom? That's why Ragil apologized to mother, if Ragil had filed for divorce in court," I explained.

"WHAT?!" his screeches.

"No, you can't divorce Ragil, you don't know how much we owe your family-in-law" my mother said.

I really don't understand what he's saying, why don't you think about my feelings at all? Here I am betrayed, and then I must accept it with the air?

"What do you mean by mother? About their material help to Dad?" my answer.

"Yes! You know that, where do we pay our debts if they sue?" obviously mother.

Why should my happiness and self-esteem be held in debt that even I do not know.

"I'm sorry Ragil Bu" I said desperately.

"That's why you should go back to Hulya. Forgive him Bang, just this once. I'm sure after this he must have changed" asked the mother who misinterpreted my apology.

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Tbc