
A few days later.
Fiorella had been allowed to go home, she was taken by Miki to the house and Fiorella's parents were silent. Gracia's problem is of course still there until now because she just wants to think about Miki who was always there for her especially she lost her fetus because of Fabiano, the fetus that he had longed to be a child when he was born later.
"Miki, where's your house?" ask Mama.
"Not far from here, Aunty," Miki replied very politely.
"Fio and Fabio are not officially divorced yet, you should not be with Fio first!" pinta Mom.
Fiorella clasped Miki's hand. "Let her accompany me!"
"Well, Mama will come out first."
"Have you investigated Gracia?"
Mama just kept quiet while out of the room, Fiorella understood if she would do her best for her own wedding. After he came out of the room, Miki brought water to Fiorella. In Fiorella's heart, he really likes the existence of Miki here, especially Miki is not busy anymore with her sister.
"I was punished in your husband's company for resigning when there was not a month of work. Your husband is very good because he didn't fire me but let me resign so I could get hit by tens of millions of penalties" Miki said.
"I'll pay for it" Fiorella replied.
Miki shook her head, she was already unwilling to trouble Fiorella or make use of him. She would be the man in charge would even provide for Fiorella if she could truly be her husband.
"I will apply for a job somewhere else, hopefully there is still a chance" Miki said.
"If you leave that company then some other company will blacklist you. Fabiano's connection is so much that he probably did that to you" Fiorella said.
"Fio, work does not have to always be in the office. I used to work on projects with a decent salary, I would just work there and then raise money to apply for you" Miki replied.
At the same time that the door was open, which turned out to be Fabiano, he was pushed in a wheelchair by his personal assistant to enter his room with Fiorella.
"You're shameless about proposing to a woman who's still someone's wife? Miki, is that your pride?" ask Fabiano.
"Fab, soon we're not husband and wife. You are also not polite to enter my room when we have separated the bed" Fiorella said.
"I don't want to get divorced, I give you a chance and forgive your mistakes but make that shameless man walk out of your life" Fabiano replied.
Miki clasped the woman's hand, the more she dared to show her seriousness to Fiorella. Fabiano felt very upset, if only he was healthy then he would beat Miki right then.
"You're wrong against people, you think I'll just shut up after yesterday's shooting drama? Not so soon, I'll kill you and make you lose everything" Fabiano said.
"Enough Fabiano! You are outrageous and always win by yourself. Just go! Get the fuck out of here! This house will be mine because I will demand this house as the price of gono-gini. You who initially cheated even thought your affair was pregnant when it was not my son. You started this fight but now act as a victim. I'm tired, let me be free, I'm not happy living with you but different when I'm with Miki, she treats me so well even I'm like being united" Fiorella explained in tears.
The burden of his pain was so heavy that he let out all his complaints in front of the two men.
"I'm just your puppet, I'm just your formal wife on public display, but in reality I'm just a shadow wife. I also want to be like the other women not only the material that is obtained but full affection. Do you understand Fabiano? Miki can't give me much material but she can give me comfort" Fiorella replied.
"I'm sorry, I've been a lousy husband to you but once again I ask, do you really want to get divorced from me? This is the last question, whatever the answer I will try to accept with a heavy heart" Fabiano said.
"Yes, I want a divorce, I want us to separate because my feelings for you have been shattered" Fabiano replied.
Fabiano. "Well if that's what you want. Thank you for being my wife for two years. I'm sorry for everything but I'm still not sincere when I see you have to get the guy. Look for a man who is at least your level!"
"You don't have to take care of that!" answer Fiorella ketus.
The man then approached the closet, he asked his assistant to pack his things. Fiorella was silent until the wedding photo was taken by Fabiano's assistant and put in a bag.
"What do you want with that picture?" ask Fiorella.
"At least to be a memory item" replied Fabiano.
Since then Miki was just silent, will this room be his room with Fiorella someday, the room that became a former romance between Fiorella and her ex-husband.
"I'm leaving, I hope you don't regret parting with me."
"Go Fabiano! That's what I want."
After Fabiano left, Fiorella wiped her tears, smiling as she clasped Miki's hand. Whatever it is he will not regret for preferring his gigolos.
"Sorry for destroying your home. Carina must have been there more and more disappointed in me" Miki said.
"Indeed, my marriage was ruined. Oh yeah, I want to eat your porridge. Wanna make it for me?"
"Okay, I'm going to the kitchen" Miki replied then kissed Fiorella on the forehead.
Miki from today has lived there with Fiorella and will certainly sleep in the same bed. He took good care of Fiorella and supported her in psychological terms to cure her trauma. Arriving in the kitchen, he took out the ingredients and cooked them.
Would my life be happy if I took someone else's wife? Why am I thinking about the impact this time? Looking at Fabiano's face made me feel good. Uh! Let it be, it's karma that he has to endure as a result of his actions. Now I have to focus on how to make Fiorella happy.
"I'm not done with you."
Miki turned to look at Fabiano.
"Find another woman! Fio has chosen me" said Miki.
"You are only considered escapees and if bored will be thrown away" replied Fabiano.
"Hem, at least you used to be dumped by him. Fabiano, you've lost and you have to admit your defeat!"
"Luck it! I'll see what your household looks like? Maybe Fio will look for another gigolo to satisfy him?" jeered Fabiano and fortunately Miki was not emotionally ignited.