Don't Blame Your Husband for Loving Me

Talaqs

Since then Dimas stood in the doorway to see the mother who was feeding Sella eat so painstakingly with her face that seemed touched. His heart warmed to see clearly the mamah so loving Sella, very different from his attitude towards Rika who was clearly his daughter-in-law. Mamah and Rika are so far away there is almost no conversation between the two, so even their affection can not only be debated every time they argue.

Rika hurriedly walked up the stairs without greeting the father-in-law who was in front of her, who she thought was currently just Dimas, she wanted to meet Dimas as soon as possible.

Looking at Rika who seemed indifferent with hurried steps made her in-laws just silently shake their heads.

"Mas!"

Dimas immediately turned his head when he heard the call from Rika, not wanting their conversation to be heard by the others made Dimas immediately step and preceded Rika to immediately enter the room.

"Buck...."

"Rika Renata bint Almarhum Pranata today I dropped my talaq on you!"

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"Be careful when you talk, this is not kidding you have fallen talak to me mas!" snapped Rica.

"Yes, I'm talking about you and from today on you are not my wife anymore! you will sign a letter from the court. Just wait until the letter comes!"

"You're outrageous mas!"

"You're the outrageous Rika!" jolt Dimas, "I believe completely with you, but it turns out you fooled me all this time! are you satisfied? is this what you want? parting from me to be free to play with the others? And now I'm following your wishes, even if you're free to play with anyone!" Dimas put his foot into the wardrobe.

"I'm like this because of you!" snapped Rica.

"What's? because of me, you blame me?" Dimas shook the head "you who have not been faithful since long ago, you who have always put forward lust rather than love and you who really like to play men. If you could follow me and be a good wife at home, you wouldn't be tempted by your fantasy world!" jolt Dimas with breath up and down.

"And I will never end up loving your sister!" inner Dimas.

"I'm a career woman mas, I have expertise, I'm smart not like the wives who only wear negligee and body smell of spices because only busy in the kitchen."

"Your mind is shallow Rica! you think too much about your world without you thinking about how I feel!" Dimas is made more emotional and do not understand the way of Rika's mind.

"Mas, come on make peace I'll also release you with the others if you keep our marriage going" Rika said.

Dimas widened his eyes, he did not expect with Rika's brain so short-sighted.

"You think I'm a fool, without you telling me I'll find another woman, but that's after we're separated. Because I'm not like you who put lust before love!" Dimas better avoid and end the quarrel than to argue with Rika and listen to her useless speech.

"And from today on, I will leave this house!" Dimas immediately grabbed the suitcase that was on top of the closet, his hands began to pack with a hot heart, really this was out of plan. Married and happy, it was not as beautiful as the concept and as smooth as the shadows.

"Stop mas! I beg you to stay here until our business is done, I will accept your talak and sign the lawsuit, but I beg you to stay here do not make mamah and papah know the problem that makes us separate. I beg you mas!"

Dimas turned his body to look at Rika's beautiful face, he understood that Rika would be embarrassed if her parents knew she was cheating out there, but what was the difference with her who had raped* his own sister-in-law.

Feeling she also needs time to re-invite Sella about her problems with the girl, Dimas finally agrees to Rika's request.

"Okay, I'm following your request, but there's a condition!"

"What are the conditions?" rika asked with a smile that started to rise on her face.

"Damn it, then how I'm going to get her back to fall in my arms," Rika's inner.

"OK, I agree mas and I beg you not to tell me about yesterday's problems with your parents mas, let them know if we parted well."

"Hmmm......" Dimas immediately stepped his foot out of the room leaving Rika who looked annoyed.

"Brengsw*k!" rika is upset with the hunting breath, "i'll try to make you cancel the divorce!"

Rika immediately went into the bathroom, she decided to take a bath to cool her brain.

Dimas walked back to Sella's room, his hand opening the room door slightly to see Sella's current condition. Dimas took a deep breath when he saw Sella who fell asleep with a blanket wrapped around her, his heart was really confused why he could be so evil.

Not wanting to disturb Dimas finally closes the door to Sella's room and lets her sleep soundly.

The man decides to go to court, take the car keys and wallet and change clothes with a neater one then get out of the room again without Rika's knowledge.

"Where are you going Dim?" ask the mother who was sitting in the yard with her husband who was reading the newspaper.

"You get out for a while mah, nitip Sella mah afraid of needing something, kasian he no one takes care of," said Dimas and in reply with a probing gaze from mamah.

"Rika should have noticed why so you're so worried, son?"

"Because her brother doesn't care, if I'm not who else." Dimas tried to give a reason for his mother to better understand and want to understand.

"Actually without you even mamah pinta must take care of her, she is already like your own mama's daughter, so you don't have to worry."

"Thank you mah!"

Dimas kissed the hands of his parents, then whispered something into the ear of the papah who was answered nodding by his papa.

"Yes, the road was pah Mah Pah!"

"Be careful son, don't come home late try to have dinner at home!"

"Yes mah!" then Dimas stepped towards the parked car, his eyes narrowed as his steps began to approach his beloved car.

Seen car body scratched even look not smooth dent again then Dimas hand touch some point damage in his car.

"Why my car? yesterday's feeling was fine, this is why my car suddenly asked to go to the salon."

Dimas stepped around his car, almost all parts looked flawed even a lot of who asked for special care. Dimas massaged his temple, he thought who made his car so bad.

Then he decided to get in the car and check the engine.

"Can!" Breathing is relieved when checking the inside and the machine looks fine.

"This is the car why it's like bawuran abis, dents everywhere," Dimas thought hard by massaging his temple until something came to his mind that was the answer to all the damage.

Sella!