Game Over (Former Husband)

There is No Peace!!!

Once I feel safe because Meli wants to help me. Back I drove the vehicle, split the streets that had started to desolate, wanting me to rush to the police station. If I may be asked, I want to get through this difficult time, it feels lazy to have to deal with two adulterous couples. However, this is a bitter and sweet life, and now I am in the bitter phase of life.

Finally I reached the police station where Mas Azam and his mistress were in the sleigh. Before going down I looked around for Handan, our successful college friend as a lawyer.

Meet, my eyes have found Handan, now I feel more calm when I see Handan who actually has arrived compared to me. The man was very nice and on time, but it was almost morning, but Handan wanted to come to help me.

Before descending do not forget to return I read a prayer so that my business is made easier. I was given the patience to face two people that I currently hate.

I walked hurriedly towards Handan who was sitting languidly, don't ask, I already knew that the man was still sleepy. A sweet smile rose from his face as our eyes met.

"I'm sorry, I'm still sleepy. Even woke up because I needed your help," I said when I was only a few meters away from Handan sitting.

The man returned a smile. "Luck it off, what the hell am I not doing for you" she replied in a teasing tone.

"Don't be rich that way, Meli will be angry again with me," my god, because I know Handan and Meli are close enough moreover, several times Meli also buy a special gift every Handan birthday. Well, I know the reason Meli often asked my opinion to choose a suitable gift for Handan. What do you mean if not Meli save feelings for Handan. I don't want to break my best friend's feelings, Meli has been very good with me. So it doesn't feel right that I let him down.

"Kok Meli anyway, I would like the same as Gio's mother, not Meli," apparently, with lips cut like a child who was sulking.

"Udah ah, I don't want to make our friendship destroyed, now I need your help. Meli told me, right?" this time I was serious about my problem.

"Hemz .. anyways you choose a rich husband Azam, try if you choose a rich husband Handan is certainly happy born and inner especially I am good and loyal," he said. Well, I'm talking jokingly because Handan was rich. He's a famous cross-campus play boy. Don't ask every college there is a ex even it seems like every faculty there is a ex too. So I'm immune to his jokes. I never took heart and took it seriously because I didn't want to be the victim either.

"Would you help me?" ask me seriously. We've wasted precious time with jokes.

"Well, if you don't want where maybe I want to wake up early. Yes yuk, who knows Azam has missed me." Handan stood up and first walked into the complaint room. Well first I took care of my report only after that I met Mas Azam and also his mistress.

To make a report I also gave the evidence that I had taken and also the recording of the raid in the room of Miss Dewi. I knew they would dodge and could attack me. It is normal that guilty people are usually more fierce than right.

During the making of the report I did not talk much because the one who took care of it was Handan, lucky I had a good friend and was always there in my time of need. Several times I checked my phone to ask how Gio was fussy or not. Thank God, Gio also seems to know his mother is in a lot of trouble so Meli and Janah say that Gio is good and not fussy.

After we made the report, I went straight to Mas Azam and his mistress. I don't know what purpose the police want me to meet them who turns out they also have a lawyer who is ready to help them so that I can not win in this matter. Uh, but Handan said it's a peace process. I don't know I don't really understand. Anyway I follow all the processes one by one, but of course I remain round with my goals.

"Patience .. patience .... Tazi, you must be patient. Sometimes the wrong people are even more willing to defend." I tried to calm my own heart before I entered the not-so-widespread room there was a table in our middle and there was a police chief as well. However, after I entered the man left, so that all that was left in the room was only me and Handan and also Mas Azam, his mistress and lawyer.

I can't imagine if there's no Handan obviously I can't defend. They will attack me mentally so that maybe I will lose and choose peace. Because they don't want to be terrorized.

My eyes again met with the look of Mas Azam's eyes that I saw that the man who had become my husband was holding back his anger and disappointment because of my report. Strange, well, when I do because they started first, but they do not accept. In other words, they still feel holy.

I sat next to Handan, in front of me who was in the partition with a table there was Mas Azam, his mistress and also the lawyer who would help them.

"It's definitely divorce, and obviously I will continue this case to court, I don't want to be a woman, a wife and also a mother my pride trampled on" I replied firmly.

"It is not better to be peaceful, we will give you peace money, whatever you ask." The man I knew as a lawyer interrupted our conversation. I laughed bitterly, hearing the man's offer.

"I'm sorry, I'm not short of money, so don't try to buy justice with materials" I said firmly. While Handan is more silent, because he knows his portion as a lawyer when to speak and defend his client.

"Don't you be a hypocrite, don't you enjoy the treasure that your husband has? You've been poor since your husband was rich you enjoyed it too." This time the mistress spoke up. Back I gave a mocking smile.

"Honored Mother Goddess, everywhere when her husband can sustenance yes his wife enjoys. It is also if her husband can get sustenance to enjoy. Up ...." I kept my mouth shut, as if I were talking. "I'm sorry to forget that I don't have a husband well, aka a widow" my god in a mocking tone.

"So your mouth don't just talk carelessly deserve your husband wants with me his wife's mouth ninyir," he said attacking my mental.

I just smiled and played my eyes, not the least I was offended by the mistress's words because I didn't feel bad.

"Well, let's just say that I'm a lick and my husband wants to be with you, so I'm choosing a divorce and I'm giving my ex to you. It fits both cheaters. Remember cheating is not a need. So there will be no term cheating. Except for karma," I casually replied.

We kept arguing until there was no peace deal like I wanted. Well as I said also this is a civil case so that Miss Dewi and Mas Azam are not detained they remain free until the court is opened and they are determined new guilt they can be detained.

At exactly four o'clock I went outside the police station, it felt like my brain really wanted to explode against two super-geyel people.

I let them go home first, the point is I don't want to be with Mas Azam, and if I need to, I also don't want Mas Azam to know where my new residence is the reason I prefer to sit first in front of the police station.

"Drink, let his brain go. Her innate mau emotions, like mother-mom not getting allotment spending money." Handan gave me a bottle of mineral water.

Without asking much I also took the water Handan gave and drank up to half a bottle, just cool my brain that felt hot, because of the debate earlier. If I beat people up maybe I would rather punish them with my own hands. However, I did not want to add to the problem so I tried to be patient as wide as the ocean. Despite the fact that I'm not patient.

Want me to see after we split whether Mas Azam could find a patient woman, and as good as me. Even though I as a wife have tried to serve my husband very well because I do not want to make the house uncomfortable for my husband, so as much as possible I create the atmosphere of our home comfortable. Making a home that my husband always misses. I always serve my husband as best I can even if my husband comes home I always try to be patient and smile the appearance I always preen when my husband comes home so as not to get tired of seeing his wife slum. However, it is Mas Azam who does not consider me so that my sacrifice is less continuous, so why do I survive and hurt my heart, it is better to divorce right?

"Let's hunt, I'll drive you home."

#Handan emang. Remember And not yet cere do not be gassed first.....

seriate.....

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