
Every time he asked to join a meeting and if I refused he would complain to my parents and in the end they would vilify my ex-wife Kayla and that's what kept me from doing able to hear.
I saw that my wife and son were getting ready for them to wear their best clothes while dragging a suitcase over to me. "Let's go I'm ready" Mirna told me.
Without speaking I got out of the house entering the car that had been prepared by my driver. I sat in the seat next to the driver while Mirna and Naura sat in the middle seat shortly after the car to the road left our house heading to the airport.
Arriving at the airport we entered the departure terminal through the check-in and into our plane, I sat with another passenger while my wife and my daughter were on the same bench. shortly after, the plane took off.
I can't enjoy my journey anymore my brain is spinning How can I meet my son and my ex-wife.
In the end, I regretted my decision, why I so quickly decided to remarry, even though at that time I did not know what happened about our household nosedives. Until now I never knew.
After two hours on the way, we arrived at Soekarno-Hatta Airport. We got off the plane and walked to the arrival terminal because there the car and driver were waiting, suddenly my wife paused our trip. "Wait for Dadd, I'm going to the toilet for a second" my wife said as she went to the toilet with my daughter.
I exhaled violently, it felt like I wanted to just run away leaving the two women here but it definitely would never be possible. I waited for them until they got back from the toilet.
We walked again and Naura never let go of my hand from her grasp she walked while struggling spoiled, suddenly there was a hijab woman hit my wife until it fell down to make Mirna so angry.
"Well don't you have eyes so it hits me that way, where your eyes can't see me, see my clothes are torn because of you, you know these clothes are very expensive, you know, they're very expensive, if you sell your body you still can't buy it, you know that," she said to the hijab-wearing girl who looked at me with Nanar, to my surprise she was none other than my daughter Nafizah, wanting to feel right now, I pulled her in my arms.
I heard my wife rebuking him.
"Quickly change my clothes, you stupid girl!"
The girl very boldly approached us and looked at me sharply. "You want me to change your clothes, ma'am. Ask this man who owes me more than your dress price even if you and your daughter sell your body you can't pay me the debt. You heard the honorable nyoya and the honorable master," the girl said to my wife while pointing at my chest.
As soon as my heart ached, I saw a tremendous anger in me that he might have kept for a long time, now bursting so fiercely.
After cursing the girl away with a gontai move. I stared hard at my wife. "You're such a shame, I told you not to come, but you insisted, you know there's a lot of CCTV here if it goes viral and it sounds like my mom and dad are on their own! Naura take your mama away from here, let Daddy take care of the girl!" I said and ran to find my eldest daughter.
I ran looking here and there with a broken heart. Until my ears heard the sobs behind the wall, I stepped my feet to follow my hearing.
I saw my daughter crying her back to me. I pulled her hand back to me and I hugged her very tightly. "I'm sorry Papi Nafizah, who hurt you too deeply."
"The fire has burned our house but built a beautiful house for them. Sank our little boat but drove their boat.
papi made us cry but gave a lot of laughter to them.Delete the colors of our lives but smudge so many colors on them. I hate you papi, hate you so much let me go!"
"Don't go Nai! Papi won't let you go, Papi misses you, son, very much," I said, holding him tight.
"I've said the same thing but Papi doesn't listen to me, why do you have so much heart for us, Papi? Even you didn't give Mami a chance to prove her innocence, you let go of our hand Papi, why?" he continued to expose my frustration while hitting my shoulder, I had incised a deep wound on his heart.
I stretched out my arms to look at her face but she let go of my arms and ran and I chased after her.
Nafizah got in her car. I banged on her door. "Don't drive son, please let Papi deliver, where are you going?" I keep forbidding. However, the car quickly left me in a panic.
I called my men to follow my daughter's car.
I rubbed my face rough. 'It's not like this what you expect, son, ' I muttered in my heart. I stopped the passing taxi and rode it to catch up with my daughter.
Meanwhile, the car driven by Nafizah drove at high speed, Nafizah was surprised when in front of the car stopped by quickly stepping on the brake and closed his eyes, pasra what would happen.
SERIATE.....