Divorced on the First Night

Cannot Accept It Entirely

Hemkan sighed. He pityes Anha but that is all he can do at the moment because he is self-conscious if Hamkan's status is still including a stranger in Anha's life so he can't pull Anha from there though he was very eager.

Hasan approached Anha and held her wrist. It's not done yet. He had to ask Anha this in person. Certainly not here.

Hasan wants this to be clear. Bright and nothing more to hide.

In the end Hasan pulled Anha out of this damn crowd and walked quickly away from this place to eat. Leave the people who are still spilling watching the commotion all. It also left Angga who was currently assisted by security to stand.

“Slow down,” said Anha complained in pain because Hasan pulled her too hard and Hasan also walked a bit fast until the legs of Anha who is currently wearing heels five inches somewhat difficult to balance Hasan's steps.

***

Anha's free left hand now rubbed her own tears that drenched her cheeks.

“Where are we going, Hasan?” asked Anha when the two of them had gone down to the first floor in this mall but were not digubrisa at all.

It seemed that Hasan did not care much for the people who were currently staring at them while walking with a strange look.

“Sickness, Hasan.”

Hasan took Anha to the side of this mall. A place where it is usually an outlet that sells women's mobile phones or accessories. But fortunately on the side of the mall is quite quiet, maybe because of the lack of reach from visitors so only a few outlets are open.

Hasan let go of Anha's arm, though he slightly threw it away.

“What does this all mean, An?!” ask Hasan straight to the bottom line. He doesn't want to talk anymore. He needs an explanation!

Anha bit her inner lips hard. Still afraid of Hasan's anger and only able to cry.

Hasan covered his face in frustration. He thought in a rage.

Actually without the two of them knowing secretly, Hamkan followed the steps of the two of them from behind. Not curious about the affairs of others and intend to eavesdrop on the conversation.

Hamkan was initially only afraid if his fiance Anha did things that were not-not because of lost control due to emotional control.

Keep leaning against the wall near the otlet that happens to be closing. His eyes pretended to look down and struggled with his phone but his ears were wide open to listen to the words of two people who were heating up.

“Jawab I'm Anha! I need an explanation from you!” insist Hasan while holding both arms of Anha.

“See me!” hasan's tone sounded serious. Anha understood very well at this time Hasan was furious with him.

“An!”

Finally somewhat timidly Anha would raise her head up to look at Hasan.

Anha's face was wet with tears, now she saw Hasan's eyes were also reddened but Hasan was still strong to hide his deep disappointment.

“Jawab me, An,” said Hasan bitterly. “What's the truth about your temen earlier?”

Anha wiped her tears and still did as she pleased.

“Please no one covered again,” said Hasan moved to hold both shoulders of Anha and shook her slowly.

Anha was only able to fall silent, she nodded slowly. Truly, Hasan's heart ached as if an invisible dagger had cut it. He's never been this disappointed in someone.

Hasan believed in Anha. Anha is a good woman who keeps her honor well.

Hasan rubbed his own face violently. Confused about what to do. As if he was out of words.

“Hasan sorryin me,” said Anha while holding Hasan's shirt on the front. Begging for forgiveness for the lies he's been covering up all this time.

“I'm sorry I.”

Hasan was really disappointed. Moreover, he knew the truth from the mouths of others. Who is not broken, try?

So this is what Anha meant about condition number three proposed by Anha when Hasan proposed to this woman? That she should not question Anha about everything related to her past? Why is he late to understand this?

Anha felt very sorry for not being honest with Hasan from the beginning. Anha never thought that Angga would suddenly be present again in her life and ravage her peaceful life.

All his memories and words with Hasan back then seemed to reappear in Anha's mind.

"Hasan, if I admit to a fatal mistake. Will you excuse me?"

It was clear that Hasan nodded and embraced her lovingly. Saying that he will forgive any mistakes that might be made tomorrow.

“Why do you like me?” asked Anha while staring at that beautiful black bead of Hasan.

“Because you are good, beautiful, graceful, cooking pinter, you can also take good care of yourself.”

Anha closed her mouth and held back the sobbing. Anha understood that Hasan was that disappointed in her.

Anha's outstretched hand was about to hold Hasan's arm but unexpectedly Hasan retreated one step back and said…

"Udah, yes, An. We got here, too," said Hasan, exhaling a weary breath. Anha herself was surprised to hear Hasan's words.

What does all this mean? How could Hasan say that to him?! Even now Hasan broke off the relationship that they had been living for a long time unilaterally without thinking carefully first.

"What do you mean? I don't want to split Hasan with you. You're kidding me, aren't you, same with me?" said Anha while still crying and shaking her head, not accepting what Hasan just said.

This is what Anha was really afraid of. Afraid that his lies will become a ticking time bomb that will eventually explode. Just waiting for the time.

Moreover, Hasan's argument when Lidya and Sisil asked his opinion about how Hasan's response to women who were no longer virgins before marriage because of promiscuity at that time Hasan said if he could not accept women that kind.

Should Anha just back away when she found out about it? But his mind was selfish, not wanting to part with Hasan because of his love.

“I can't, An. I am disappointed with you,” Hasan said softly. His heart felt crumpled.

Twice Anha heard the sentence but from two different men's mouths. Now that his world had collapsed already, then what should he do?

***

Hi, don't forget to follow my instagram @Mayangsu_ yes, make sure my novel info, schedule updates, visuals from my characters are also there. And there I was more active. Thanks for stopping by.

Follow my other sosmed account:

Homepage: Mayangsu

Email: Mayangsusilowatims@gmail.com

All accounts wrote me with pen names: Mayangsu, yes.