Divorced on the First Night

Cramps

Keep a sharp look at the uninvited guest while tightly grasping Anha's hand in her lap. Hamkan knew if secretly the woman felt trembling in fear. Maybe Anha was afraid when she was left behind again like what Hasan used to do to her.

Anyway come to think of it, why would Anha's ex-husband be here? Not that this restaurant is private and must make reservations before eating here.

Ah, now Hamkan understand very well if Anha's ex-husband is really persistent. So it's no wonder if he used to tell Angga to come from Bali just to destroy Anha's wedding plan. Yes, Hamkan already knew everything because Anha had told him.

“Hai, can follow sit?” the word Ikram immediately landed the buttocks on one of the chairs in front of where Hamkan was sitting without asking for approval from the one he was talking to. Anha looked at him dislike. This man is not ashamed!

“Have. I want to go home,” said Anha softly while standing from the lap of Hamkan but Hamkan held him back. Alright, Anha did intend to dodge because she was afraid if Ikram messed up again.

“Oh, his name is Hamkan,” said Ikram while smiling meaningfully. His mercenary Frans is indeed reliable. Information is always accurate. Not in vain Ikram paid him a high price.

I looked at the beautiful woman. ‘Sayang. Whatever way you have to be mine again,’ said Ikram in heart.

“Who is he, An? You know?” ask Him carefully. Anha did not answer at all, when in fact Hamkan already knew if she was Anha's ex-husband first.

Drink the latte slowly and then after you've finished, put it back on the table .

Let Anha's ex-husband think Hamkan doesn't know her. That's even better. In fact, Hamkan knows everything about Ikram. Besides because Anha had told him, Hamkan himself had also secretly found out about Ikram before Ijab kabul first.

“Neventually, yes, An, I met you again here,” Ikram said with a smile to Anha as if to show Hamkan if they actually had a relationship.

“Sorry. What business, yes, you are here?” ask Himkan to the point. Anha was scared. His hands are cold. Now the tone of the voice of Hamkan now sounded cold. Is the man who is currently still holding her lap really still the usually warm and non-intimidating figure of Hamkan?

But suddenly Anha felt Hamkan rubbing the back of her hand slowly. The link of their hands under the table was getting stronger. Anha. Does that mean Hamkan is on his side?

“Ngak papa's. I'm afraid you two are getting married. So I purposely came here to say congratulations.”

“Oh. Thank you,” replied Keep it short. Anha grew increasingly furious hearing it. It's bullshit! Anha doesn't believe in that. Surely this time Ikram was about to mess up his wedding again.

“The plan is your wedding when?”

“Sunday. Please come if leisure.”

Anha looked at Hamkan in disbelief. Why even invite Ikram to their wedding, anyway! Anha did not stop thinking about what she was currently thinking.

Ikram. At any rate, today she had to cancel Anha's marriage to the man.

“You're seriously marrying Anha?”

Let's smile thinly. Finally it now looks what the real purpose of the arrival of Anha's ex-husband here. He was still so obsessed.

“Iya. Why why?”

Anha bit her lips hard. His body trembled in fear. What if after this he will be left again.

“Eum.. sorry before. But I saranin, anyway, mending you think again just before you actually sendin married Anha.” The crime is getting bolder. He doesn't care, anything he'll do to get Anha back in his arms.

“Why is that?” Alright. This time Hamkan will serve what will from Anha's ex-husband. Hamkan wanted to see to what extent he had acted.

Anha has resigned. He could only throw his face in the other direction. Staring at anything other than staring at the annoying face of Ikram. Even if after this Hamkan want to leave or divorce him, then please. Anha will not forbid at all.

“Haha. You ask directly to Anjust yourself. Ask him if he was like what time before you knew you.”

anha's free right hand squeezed tightly into the fabric of her jeans.

“Meanway? Why did Anha first time?” hamkan said while acting in a frown, pretending not to know.

“I tell you. Actually Anha used to be a girl who likes the hobby of changing sleep. All of her girlfriends may have taken her body. Now you are still sure you want to marry a girl like that?”

The words slid smoothly from the mouth of the Ikram as if there was no burden at all. Ikram smiled, as long as he badmouthing Anha then Hamkan would be even more disgusted to Anha.

Now just waiting for the result, which is surely Anha's future husband will be angry and leave Anha immediately. Then when Anha is frustrated with her life then Ikram will come to be a hero figure until finally get Anha's heart back.

Hurry her teeth. He does not believe at all if Anha's ex-husband to expose the disgrace of his ex-wife like that. But Hamkan can master his own emotions so as not to overflow.

“Oh.”

Ikram raised next to his brow hearing the reply from Hamkan. What, just OH? Nope-no. That was not the response Ikram expected. Ikram hopes Anha's future husband is furious.

Let's smile, even make the forehead of Ikram increasingly shriveled do not understand.

“No papa, kok.I don't care. Most importantly, my wife is no longer that way. And I will lead him down a better path, too,” said Hamkan while raising his hand which from earlier was linked with Anha's hand and Hamkan also slowly kissed the back of Anha's hand in front of Ikram's eyes.

Ikram's eyes widened when he saw the gold wedding ring on the ring finger of Hamkan. W-does that mean they're both married? When exactly? Why didn't Frans know that information? Damnit damnit! Ikram is out of words. He lost fast.

Actually that is another reason Hamkan who chose to hold the cobul ijab in a closed and only attended by close family from both sides of the bride only. So that in the future not many know and mess up. Like Ikram for example. In order for the universe to know if actually Hamkan loved Anha very much and tied her up in a holy marriage relationship.

Kram stood up from his sitting position with a quick gusting breath. Just stare at him casually with a face that still displayed the cold expression he had been maintaining since. Now Anha is his legal wife. No one can ruin their home life.

“I'm sorry,” says Short Crash.

“Wait. I do not think there is a man who could unravel the disgrace of his own ex-wife. Though Anha aja never named your disgrace to others,” the words of Hamkan managed to stop the steps of Ikram. He felt so ashamed.

“Ah, and another one. I think if not wrong lately Y.E-Optic profit slumped far, yes. Maybe you are too focused on finding out everything about My wife until your own company is abandoned like that,” Hamkan sarcastically insinuated.

Ikram gulped. Actually, before Ikram already knew if Anha's husband was one of the influential business people and the position of the company is higher than his company. Without having to be told twice, Ikram is well aware of what the meaning of Hamkan's speech is. It was a warning.

It's not like Hasan can be suppressed. Ikram lost a lot to him and could not dwell at all.

“I excuse me. Sorry to interrupt the time.”

“Cream..” soft voice from behind it calls.

Don't be afraid, Anha. Do not avoid any more problems. You have to face.

Turn around body. He looked at the woman he still loved so much.

“Why did you dump me when I was your wife? While when we were divorced, you even chased me to hell all the way to make me sleep again?”

Ikram could not answer that question. Anna continued her words...

“Cream. I'm not something you throw away and pick up again when you want. Although my past is bad, but I pantes to be happy and loved. I am grateful that I have a husband like Hamkan and that Hamkan can also accept me for who I am. Please don't disturb my life anymore.”

Ikram stared bitterly at Anha. His tongue feels so funny.

“Sorry.”

Anha did not answer. Even just to look, I don't want to. Women are easy to forgive. But they're hard to forget. Moreover, Anha countnya already inner wounds.

The creed went away with a raging feeling in the heart. Sad to not be able to get Anha back. Desperate as she will not be able to pester Anha's life with her husband again. And I don't know.

After the departure of Ikram. Smile and kiss the back of Anha's hand. Although Anha spoke fluently. But actually Hamkan knew that Anha's hand was shaking. At least, what Anha had previously evaporated as well.

“Have..."

"Yes?"

"If you want to leave me. Gapapa, kok, Hamkan,” Anah said softly while lowering his head more and more. The eyes that had heated up were finally dripping tears that had been stuck in his eye fertilizers.

“Ssttt... Why, cry? Don't cry, Honey,” said Hamkan while gently rubbing Anha's wet cheeks will tears. “Only who would want to leave you, hmm?” continued again.

“But I know myself if not pantes for you,” said Anha while crying.

“Anha..” Catch his wife's face gently. “Dengerin me. I don't want you to talk about this after marriage anymore. I'd be hard, An, if it's household churning but you yourself can't make peace with your past. I don't care about all your past. What matters is that your future is the same as mine. So please don't talk about this again, okay?”

Anha wiped her tears and looked at the two brown neutras belonging to Hamkan alternately. Why would God send such a man to him.

“I love you,” said Anha while hugging her husband tightly. Drowning his own face in the arms of the man he loved so much. Smile and kiss Anha's hair.

Ikram— who secretly accidentally saw the intimacy was all from the transparent restaurant glass only able to feel pain once. It felt like his heart was slashed by an invisible dagger. Ikram sorry, very sorry. Maybe his whole life he will regret it. Moreover, she could not fall in love anymore than with Anha. Her marriage to the Goddess was bland. Maybe that was the karma he had to accept.

　

　

EXPIRE

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But boong hihi. Thanks for waiting for the update patiently. I love you guys~

Part Anha reception I separated because I do not want us to meet but there is a nyempil Ikram chapter. Seriously the next chapter has an uninvited guest at Anha's reception.