DUDA IMPOTENT DESIRE

Pov Acram (Funny)

After the end of Takjiah's night. Sisil who was also present at the event, took me to his aunt's house, which was not far from my house. Arriving at the semi-permanent modest house, I was greeted by his uncle and aunt. Her aunt and uncle were considered her parents as well. We sat in the living room, accompanied by his aunt and uncle. I was so surprised what he meant when he asked me to meet. I also felt reluctant towards my uncle and aunt. Everyone knows the disease first. Because of the illness, Sisil asked for a divorce from me.

Actually, I'm ashamed to live in the village. Because honestly, I'm not comfortable with everything anymore. Every time people saw me, his gaze was fixed to the bottom of me. It really made me traumah, even though I was cured.

"Abang, I want to marry my brother again. I'm getting divorced from Jamal." Sisil opened the conversation with a soft look. Both of his eyes were glazed over.

Auto, I was surprised by his words. Yesterday he asked for a divorce. Now ask for it back. That's weird!

I looked at him closely.

Huigh..

I exhaled violently, I really could not believe the words that came out of his mouth. He thought marriage was playing. The ones who want to, csrai, mating, divorce mating.

Anyway, I don't have any more taste for Sisil. Her attitude as my wife, enough to make my heart hurt because she often humbled me. Even so upset he was on my carrot, he once kicked my vital organ, when he did not want to wake up. I maintained his attitude and treatment all this time, because I was aware of my weakness. But now...

NEHI.... CATUMBAR GINGER.

She is the only woman left in this world. I'm not gonna turn him back on. Mending this otong ku, I shake the line. Than passing back and forth, in his peat valley.

"Sorry, I have to go. I have a guest from the city that I have to accompany." I was flat, moving quickly from my seat. I don't want to waste my time listening to Sisil's babble. Just looking at his face, I threw up. I was so disappointed in him.

Graapps.

I tried to let go of my hand, which he held tightly. But, he still tightly wrapped my hand.

Huuff..

I looked at him with a nano. For some reason, I wanted to vomit to see his face, which was like being zolted.

"Sorry, deck. I can't go back with you anymore." I threw out his hand, which held my hand tightly. And the hand was released. I turned around quickly, dragging my feet out of the house.

"Akram, according to your uncle, reverse it again. We already know about you. You're cured." Uncle's words make my ears hot to hear. He thought I wasn't offended by his words. I stopped my steps. Turning his neck, to see the uncle and aunt, who spoke shamelessly. Why else, I should refer to him. Who was he the time.

Four years of building a housewife with him, inexhaustible her I was insulted by him. Don't get me a little wrong, my illness is back. Why have a wife like that.

"Sorry uncle, I have a future wife." Reply firmly. Sisil doesn't seem to believe my words. Repeatedly he flung with his desperate decision.

I don't care about that woman anymore. I dragged my feet quickly from the house, before he went back to craze.

Yes, Sisil has left her husband Jamal's house. From the info I heard, a woman came to their house, claiming to be Jamal's wife with a 1.5-year-old child. And it turns out that Sisil married Jamal, just married Siri. And he divorced Jamal a month ago.

Sisil after his iddah mass is exhausted. He married Jamal. Eeh.. I don't know anybody's husband.

TB