Dispute of the Heart (CALYA)

Single-minded

It was a dark night. Calya felt completely destroyed. It was as if his whole heart had fallen apart, nothing left.

Under these circumstances, a woman can experience anything, including mental illness. Without making a mistake, get a talak by the husband.

Silent.

No sound is made. Calya was still sitting on the porch of the official house. While the man who accompanied her, Praba, was only able to see within a few meters of her.

Praba kept silent in anger. Dirga's treatment of the woman had hurt her heart as well. But he will not remain silent. Calya must get justice.

"Cal .. nothing will happen to you. Dirga will remain your husband" Praba muttered moments later.

However, Calya did not answer either.

Back again Praba said, but this time by walking closer to him.

"Remove your grief, I will definitely help you to make up with him again."

Calya looks. Staring fixedly at Praba.

"Ignored?" ogre.

Praba.

While the woman was shaking.

"No, we won't make up anymore, won't even be together anymore" Calya murmured.

"What do you mean, Cal?" praba asked confusedly.

"Do I not have the right to be happy?" reply Calya with a question.

Praba. Didn't expect Calya to be able to utter a sentence that led to that unusual thing. According to her, Calya is a loyal wife and will maintain her household under any circumstances. However, Praba again thought that Calya must have a reason for his words.

"Do I have to accept all this and live suffering with hurt feelings all my life?" lirih Calya again. Tugging Praba from daydreaming.

"Are you going to make a decision?" ask Praba.

"Yes ...."

"What decision?" ask Praba.

Calya stood up and walked to the outside of the terrace. Furthermore, while holding on to one pillar of the house, he gazed far up into the sky.

Praba. His guess was right. Calya will choose to live out her life's destiny.

"Are you sure? You're giving up, Cal?" tanya Praba.

"Yes, I'm ready to move on to a happier life. Being a widow is not my will, but the will of destiny. Dirga wants it too. If he's happy with that, why should I refuse him?" reply Calya.

Praba could no longer answer. He could only murmur in his heart. Admiration for the greatness of the woman's heart makes Praba feel faced with a different woman figure. Calya is no longer fragile. Instead, she was a tough woman.

***

Divorce is something that God hates. However, if the household has been filled with embers, the inhabitants will not be able to live comfortably.

As happened to the Dirga and Calya households. The anger continues to rage. No more trust. Slowly, love will disappear.

Thorns that stick through the presence of honey, continue to stab and cause injury. Not to mention the unfair partisanship. There was not one buffer that could make Calya to survive in the household ark.

[I received a talaq from you. Immediately our divorce process.] Calya sent the message to Dirga's phone this morning.

The man squeezed his car shortly after reading a short message sent by his wife. In a state of still holding anger, Dirga felt increasingly burned with the words of Calya in the message.

All the mixed feelings were now on the man's mind. In a way, her love is still so deep for Calya. However, the jealousy in his heart continued to burn.

"What's up, Dir?" Haira who had just come out of the bathroom approached Dirga. Then sit on the edge of the bed, on the side of Dirga.

"I'm going to divorce Calya" Dirga replied.

Hearing that, a red hue flashed across Haira's face. Like getting a parcel from the sky, the word Dirga catapulted him into the clouds.

"Really?" tanya Haira made sure.

Dirga nodded, making Haira directly hug the man.

"Thank you, honey. Our family would love to hear this. Our children can have a clear legal status. We're getting married officially. I'm so happy, Dir ..." Haira clucking.

Meanwhile, Dirga was just unmoved. A little while later, he let go of his second wife's embrace and headed for the bathroom.

"I have to go to the office." That's all he said.

***