Black Stain My Husband

Messed

''Don't interfere with Amera's life! If you still do, I'll __"

"What will?" sergeant Zahra pulls his hand from Aidin's grip. He was too tired to give up and this time did not want his summons to do anything for him. 

It was not ungodly, but it reminded Aidin that his position was more honorable than one who was desperately defended. 

"Mas, I'm tired of your attitude, and I want us to part ways."

"No!" reject Aidin instantly, for some reason his heart is too heavy to say yes. In fact, Zahra's request is a golden opportunity for her to be with a loved woman. But real, Aidin still feels like holding a marriage that was legalized a year ago by religion and state. 

"Then now you choose me or Amera?"  

"I will not divorce you until you agree to my relationship with Amera."  

"What if papa never consented to your relationship with Amera, would you still maintain this marriage. Are you willing to live with me to old age?"

"Papa would have agreed to it."

"When then, Mom?" peekit Zahra's. "What's waiting until I'm old and can't get married again." Zahra's voice grew louder. Furious with Aidin who continues to buy time.

"I also need happiness with people who really love me. Not a man who only uses me for his own pleasure. One year we were married, but you never gave me what I should've gotten."

Even though his tears were ready to spill, he could not look weak. 

The ringing of the cell phone disperse the debate of the two. 

Zahra immediately went into the room and picked up her flat object that was still in the bag. 

''Mama, why did he call me?" 

Zahra looked at the languidly bowed Aidin and then picked up her phone. 

"Hello, Ma. What's up?" greet Zahra. 

"Za, where do you live now, son?" asked Bu Lilian in an anxious tone. Because, the woman was worried after seeing the robbery of the victim named Zahra who is still confusing. 

Zahra smiled at the worried voice of her mother. 

''Mama take it easy, I'm fine, Ma. Now mas Aidin is here."

Hearing his name being called, Aidin turned his head towards the room. Staring at Zahra's back facing the wall. 

''Why, did he hurt you again?" 

"No, Ma," Zahra replied instantly, though the arrival of Aidin only wanted to reprimand him, still he did not want to strain the relationship between mother and child. 

"Mas Aidin's just playing, maybe he'll talk about our divorce."

Aidin sat back down. Biting his fingers, he did not understand himself who continued to ensnare Zahra. He promised marriage to another woman. 

"Za, Sister Keysa is expecting your presence, she wants to ask for a prayer from you over the child she is born with, you come yes."

Zahra's eyes glazed over in remembrance of the affection of the entire Aidin family. They're the only ones who make Zahra tough and strong. 

"Yes, Ma. I'll come, I've prepared a gift for Keysa's sister."

Connection interrupted. Zahra wiped away her tears that had escaped wetting her cheeks. Then he looked at Aidin who was still loyal in the living room. 

"Go home, Mas. It's night. If your goal here is just to ask me not to bother Amera, fine. I'm gonna do it, and one more thing, get me divorced." 

Feeling driven away, Aidin came out without answering Zahra's words. 

From afar, Aidin stared at Zahra's house, clearly closing the door after she left. After that all the lights go out leaving the street lights. 

Either way this time, Aidin could not think clearly. He drove his car to the club after previously contacting Agha, one of his tongkrong friends. Maybe that would ease the burden on his brain. 

A gallant man patted Aidin's shoulder from behind. 

Aidin who was already half drunk just smiled looking at the man. 

"Eh, you just came, Ga." Yes, that man was Agha who had just arrived.

"Your wife is sholeh and hijab, but you still like maksiat," he continued out loud. Split the music that echoed. 

Agha sat down beside Aidin and poured the drink into the glass and then straightened it. 

"He asked for a divorce, Ga."  

Agha spouted a drink that almost entered his throat hearing Aidin's words that had been slightly slurred. 

Put the glass and then lift the head of Aidin which has collapsed. 

"What did you say? Divorce?" ask Agha to make sure. For so long he knew Zahra was a patient woman, and he did not believe Aidin's statement.  

Aidin nodded slowly. His eyes were closed, but his ears were still quite normal and could hear every word from Agha. 

''Why indeed? Does he know your connection to Amera?"

Aidin began to become unconscious. His head felt dizzy with a vision that began to blur. His hands stretched out, cupping the jaws of Agha that looked stacked. 

"You got a twin?" tanya Aidin started to fret. Pinched Agha's pointed nose. 

"Have it, ten." Raise his ten fingers up. 

Aidin again rested his head that was increasingly painful. He sizzled and then groaned. 

"Aren't you papa, Din?" ask Agha worriedly. Embracing the body of the stout Aidin that feels heavy. 

Aidin laughed and tried to open his heavy eyes. He moved from his seat. Take out a few pieces of money and put them in front of the bartender. 

''Anterin I came home, '' Aidin's pinta on Agha who was still enjoying his drink. 

He split the person who was dancing under the dim lights, because his not-so-clear vision and limp body made him stagger slightly and almost fall. 

Agha took the key from Aidin's hand. Help your friend to open the door. Leave the Aidin on the back so that it can lie comfortably. Then drove his car towards Aidin's house without asking. 

''Repeatedly you said you didn't love Zahra, but why was it when she asked for your divorce when you were upset.'' Agha looked at Aidin from the hanging reflection of the rearview. 

Aidin woke up and vomited out his stomach contents that felt nauseous. Then back to lying down. 

''How many bottles did you drink?'' asked Agha who remained focused with her steering wheel. 

''Two,'' replied Aidin who began to wake up, but still closed his eyes to unravel the dizziness that was increasingly open. 

''Why don't you come to your in-law club, there are also many, many new children. Beautiful and sexy. Even I'm more interested in Aunt Delia than others, I think she's interesting.'' 

Hehe 

Aidin pursed his lips. Hit the seat from behind. 

''I'm crazy, but not as crazy as you think. Mama Delia hates me because I cheated on her, she won't let me be free just like that.''

It turned out that Aidin's guts were small and not brave with your beautiful mother-in-law, Agha muttered inwardly.