Buying Wife
part#32
"Mahira, are you still angry?" ask the boys when they have breakfast. There's no answer.
"What should I do to keep you from getting angry again?"
Mahira remained silent. He simply chewed on the food without responding to the Son's question.
"I–"
"Have you contacted him? is he angry too? did you persuade him like this too? so what's the reaction?"
The son knew his wife asked because she was still angry. There was nothing Putra could explain, as these few days he had indeed not communicated with Ririn.
"I haven't communicated in a few days."
"Why? don't want to know how she is?"
"She should only be silenced when she is angry."
"Why don't you know how to keep me from getting angry again?" Without waiting for the Son's answer, Mahira got up and immediately left with a quick step.
The son closed his eyes. Massaging the forehead that feels this back pain. Soon he caught up with his wife after chugging the warm sweet tea one cup at a time.
As soon as he got to the room, he found Mahira curled up under the blanket. His shoulders were seen going up and down, as Isak cried. The son approached and sat down beside Mahira.
"I'm sorry if I'm not sensitive. Honestly, I'm confused as to what to do now. Can you be honest what I should be like?"
"I want us to be apart for a while. We better not meet for a while and think about this matter with a cool head."
"alright. I'll leave this house and come back after you're ready to accept me again."
"No! I'm the one who's gonna get out of here."
"Where are you going?"
"Where only. The important thing is not one house with the Father."
The son thought hard at Mahira's request this time. He was worried about thinking about where his wife was going.
"Would you like to stay in a hotel for a few days? it'll be a lot safer."
"No."
"Then?"
"I'll come home with Mr. Misran."
"What?" The son was a little surprised. But it was much better, at least Mahira was with a safe person. Thought Son. "alright. When are you going to leave?"
"This one." Mahira replied still from under the blanket.
"Oh, so it seems. All right, I'll–"
"Just go to the office. I don't want you here when I leave. I'm afraid I won't be able to leave."
"Good dong."
"What's so good? we'll have to split up for a while so we can both correct ourselves."
"Yaaa .. I just ...." The son did not continue his speech. He was not sure what he was feeling.
"Just go to the office, I'm fine."
"Yes. Maybe it should be. Just calm down our hearts and minds."
*****
"Where? any news yet?"
"Yet. Maybe Mahira deliberately asked Mr. Misran to turn on his phone."
"You don't? after your wife left, me and some of the employees here are writhing you it's so different."
"Why?" ask Putra flat.
"Lu is tangled and not passionate. Your looks and work are all messy. That, the project in Majalengka you are apaain? is mangkrak like that?"
"My mind is unstable. My brain can't think right now."
"Yes, but the boss can get mad because of this."
"Win, the project there was forced to pause because of this pandemic. So, I can't do anything. Wait for the government policy first. Than to get a fine?"
"Yes, anyway. Uh, go on, how's Ririn?"
"He's the same, can't be contacted."
"Yeah, so you're left with both, is that it? kasian really is your fate!"
"No, he's indeed–" Their chat came to a halt as Putra's phone rang.
"My wife called." Son sparkling. Without excuse he left Wiwin. Keep a distance so you can speak.
"Assalamualaikum, sir."
"Girishalam, Ra. How are you doing? where is it now?"
"Alhamdulillah good. How's father? it's been almost a week we haven't talked to each other."
"Yes, you're right. I am very ...."
Silent.
"Why stop? miss me the same? he he - he."
"Euhh it, I–"
"Don't be so nervous. I know it's impossible."
"It doesn't mean that."
"No. Not busy, though. I am relaxed at the moment. What do you want to talk about?"
"Thank God you're not busy. I'd like to apologize in advance."
"For?"
"Everything."
"There is nothing to forgive, you have nothing wrong. I'm a lot wrong with you."
"Sir. Sorry for putting you in such a difficult situation all this time. I am selfish for thinking only of my own heart without thinking of my Father."
"Ra, it's ok! everything's fine."
"No. Everything's not okay. Our hearts are not okay, sir. Our hearts are both sick from this matter."
"I'm fine now. You don't have to worry."
"I should have known myself from the beginning. It's just that my heart can't accept the fact that you love other women. Either because I was selfish, or because I loved you too much, or maybe because of both. I'm sorry for all that."
"It's okay, I can tell him. After all I'm wrong for giving you hope."
"Sir, all this time I've thought of everything. And I've made up my mind for what happened to us."
"May your decision be right and not rash." The son began to worry. Wiwin, who saw the expression of his best friend, was also worried. My son looks so nervous. He's been walking around since.
"I really want us to split up, sir."
The Son's steps stopped. Face pale. His hypnotized body could not move.
"Thank you for the happiness you gave me. Thank you for such a precious time for me. I know you don't love me, but I've been happy all along. Getting the attention and attitude of the Father was so good to me. I can't breathe properly when we're together, it always feels tight.
Thank you for bringing me happiness, sir. I truly feel like the luckiest woman in the world. Although I do not have the heart of my husband, but I have the kindness of a husband that no other woman can have.
I really love my Father sincerely. I had fallen so deeply and it felt like I could not get back on my feet, until I finally realized my bottom was falling on a heart I shouldn't." Mahira started sobbing.
Silent.
"Sir, I'll go far from your life. Regardless of you divorcing me know not."
"Mahira ...."
"Father was just confused to choose because he and I were at the same time and place. Maybe, with me gone, you'll have an easier decision."
"Where are you now? where's Mr Misran?"
"I'm not with him, sir. From the beginning."
"What?"
"Please, don't be mad at him. It's all purely my wish. Mr. Misran only obeys his employer. Don't look for me anymore. Live happily, sir. You deserve it. And ... Don't worry about your problems, I've explained everything. My mother approved and accepted the woman to be my successor."
"Mahira ...."
"He he he. After all, you deserve to be my sister. That's how I've been feeling all along."
"Mahira, I ...."
"Don't feel guilty and don't worry about my situation. I'm doing fine. I'm safe, sir."
"How did you survive? you're not smart enough to live alone."
"The money that you have always loved, I can make living capital, sir."
"Which account do you bring? I will keep giving you a living. I'll guarantee all your needs."
"no need. That's enough for me, sir. Everything is enough." The sound of birth vibrates.
"I beg you, come back here."
"One day, I will definitely be back. But with different circumstances and circumstances. With different statuses."
"Mahira, please. Don't do this. This is not how it works. We can talk about it."
"No, Sir. If we meet again this time, it will only make it harder for me to step away. In fact, in my dream I was reluctant to part with my father. I gathered the courage and determination that strong can go so far. Don't make me any harder."
"Mahira ...."
"I hung up, and thank you for everything."
Silent.
"I love Father. Good bye."
The son was still silent not believing what had just happened. She was really shocked. He did not realize that Mahira had already decided on their conversation.
"Wait, wait. It's not like this. How could he live out there. He had no one and nothing to survive. Don't be like this, please."
Son panic. He tried to call Mahira many times. However, the number can no longer be called.
"Please, Mahira. Don't be like this."
"Son, why are you? what's up?"
"Mahira ... Win, Mahira's gone."
"meaning?"
The son collapsed to the floor. His face was pale and looked very shocked. His phone rang, he immediately picked up without seeing who was calling.
"Mahira ...."
"Mas, it's me. Open Mahira."
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