Black Stain My Husband

Break up and retreat

A medium-sized cake that is heart-shaped with various toppings is ready. The house is neatly arranged with a perfunctory decoration has also decorated the middle room. It was good enough to celebrate a small party. 

Zahra looked at the clock in her hand. Then contact Aidin. 

It did not take long, Aidin who had been waiting for a call from Zarhra also lifted his connection. 

"Where are you, Mum?" asked Zahra in a soft voice.

I can't say at Agha's house, it's office hours. 

''I'm still in the office. What's up?" Had Aidin lie to cover up his plans tonight. I don't know what it is, Agha didn't ahu either. 

"I just want to tell you tonight __"

"Our wedding feast" said Aidin who had been trying to remember.

"I'm definitely home, but I think it'll be a little late." 

Zahra doesn't talk much. He agreed without protesting. "I'm waiting for you." 

Aidin disconnected his phone. Tidying up some of the boxes in front of him.

"If you can't keep it, don't promise. Poor Zahra. He kept hoping but never got certainty."

"Tonight I will make a decision on him and Amera. I will choose between them.''

While Aidin was busy with something to be prepared for later that night, his still-grasped flat object rang again. 

It was a call from Richard. 

"Hello sir, someone wants to meet you." 

"Who?" tanya Aidin enthusiastically. Today, he told his secretary that he would not accept guests. But still call him. 

"Client from Singapore. He approved our proposal." 

"All right, I'll be right there."

"I believe you can choose the best." Pat Aidin's shoulder after helping the man put his card in the car. 

"Thank you." Although they were not good people, at least help and remind each other.

"Why did Aidin say it was a little late. Is he coming to Amera's party first?'' It was not taboo, but this time I wanted to make sure if Aidin was late at the office or did come to the birthday party. As a result, he became more confident of his next move.

Zahra opens the closet. Take a white dress. The dress she wore the first time she met Aidin. The dress that became a silent witness of her falling in love at first sight on an Adijaya Aidin. 

"Do you remember this shirt?" Flip it, then wear it. Not only her clothes are different, Zahra also wears makeup before leaving. 

Zahra took an online taxi to arrive at Aidin's office. Strengthen his heart to be more resilient and ready to face whatever happens. 

"I love the project you offer. I hope we can work well together." 

Stretched out his hand in front of Aidin.

"Thank you, Mister. I will work hard for this project, hopefully we can work together in other fields as well." 

They shake hands and embrace. Aidin also drove his clients to the gate. Just as he got inside, the car Zahra was riding in arrived. The woman did not go down and chose to wait in the car. Supervise every movement of employees who come in and out. Calling the guard from inside the car. 

"Sorry, Sir. Is Aidin still inside?" zahra asked, his eyes obscuring every parked car. 

"Mr Aidin just arrived an hour ago, Miss. He's still inside." 

An hour ago, that meant that when I called, he was still outside, and where he was. Why should I lie.

Zahra's chest rumbled, her spirit just vanished, now there was only a word of retreat that continued to fill her chest. 

"How, Miss? Are we going home or __" 

"No, Sir! We'll wait till Aidin's out, "pinta Zahra is polite. 

Not long after, a face with blue eye beads and a sharp nose came out of the front door. Zahra kept watching as the man started getting in the car. 

"Follow that car, sir!" 

Zahra pointed at Aidin's car which started to go through the crowds of the road. 

He continued to observe the Aidin car that was walking in front. Not wanting to lose track and lose track. 

Looks like someone's following me.

Aidin was a little suspicious of the car that was behind him. However, he brushed it off considering that he had no enemies all along. 

"Swallow it, sir. Don't let Aidin know." Zahra lowered her head, hiding behind the seat. 

As ordered, the driver slowed down the speed of the car until they arrived at the star hotel area.

"Surely you're sure that Aidin's car got in here?"

"Miss, that's the car."

Zahra opened the windshield again. His eyes were immediately fixed on the husband who was hugging Amera. He could also see when the man gave something to his mistress. 

So this is why you came late. You are more concerned with Amera than our marriage. I'm retreating. Goodbye to Aidin. May you be happy with the woman you love. I will not forget you who once colored my life, but I will not forget your betrayal either.

"Road, Sir!" Carrying his wounded heart, Zahra left everything behind. Sweet bitter memories of being Aidin's wife he kept a meeting. Maybe his life will calm down a little. 

"There's something I want to talk about, Me." Aidin's remarks stopped Amera's move. 

His face looks cold and full of puzzles. 

"Get in first dong, everyone is waiting for you." Pulling Aidin's burly arm, the man quickly held him back. Do not want to linger hanging the forbidden relationship.

"What the hell is it?" Amera was a little suspicious seeing the different attitude of Aidin. Even the look on his face looks dim. 

"Are you going to put this jewelry on now?" Amera opened the jewelry box she was given a few minutes ago. 

Aidin shook without a sound. His voice was stuck in the esophagus. It is difficult to express a sentence that should have been neatly arranged. 

"We broke up."

Instantly, the jewelry box in Amera's hand fell. Shocked, said Aidin like lightning that struck in broad daylight. It was painful for Amera. 

"What did you say? Breaking up?" Amera repeated with a stifled voice. Laughing cynically, slapping Aidin's cheek hard to make some guests turn their heads. 

"Yes, we're breaking up, I'm going to keep my marriage with Zahra."

Plakk 

The slap back landed on Aidin's sturdy cheek. Amera's face was fiery, her gaze sharp and full of anger.

"After you have succeeded, you have decided on me. Who's been with you all this time." Unceasingly bombarded the man with punches.

Aidin just bowed lethargic. Receiving all the rage from Amera. Letting the woman vent her frustration on him.

"I'm wrong, Me." That voice sounded soft.

"I don't accept being treated like this. I'll make sure you and Zahra suffer too."

I was willing to suffer, but not for Zahra, it had been enough of her suffering all along. For whatever reason, he cannot shed any more tears.