Hold on or let go!

The Eps 78

I broke my arms with Alby. He wiped away the trail of my tears. The two eyelids alternate.

Really, this all hurts!

I pushed slowly the sturdy body that had been accompanying me. I looked up at his face at a glance.

"Read me A Alby!", I said softly. Alby nodded quickly. His eyes wide.

"Religious. Aa would never do that Bia. It won't!!", he said firmly while holding both of my cheeks.

"Want to be happy, right? Aa love is the same as me, right? So please ..release Bia A. Release!", I said. I was shocked again after saying that sentence.

"Listen darling! Listen Aa! Aa know, Aa's selfish! But how could Aa let go of Aa's wife who aa loves Bia. Can't!"

"But you can't let go of Silvy either, can you? Sorry A!", I covered both my hands.

I retreated from in front of Alby for two or three steps.

"Sorry! I'm not something to choose. I'm backing off A. I really can't afford to share an A. Really!"

"But Aa's love is only for one man!"

"But time and body Aa no! Enough A! enough's enough! We'll finish it up here! Enough A. ..enough!", my body dropped to the floor.

"Until any time, you're my wife!", Alby raised my face. He grabbed the chewy thing that was on my face. He pulled me rough to the bed of the hotel room where I was staying.

"Let go A!", I snapped. But Alby doesn't mind me.

"You hurt me and our son A!", I cried just as he drowned his head around my neck.

My words were able to stop his madness that wanted to vent his emotions through making love.

"You can hurt me A. But not my son!", I sobbed.

Alby came down from above me. His body fell down beside me. He grabbed me in his arms.

"Sorry! Maafin Aa's. Aa wouldn't force it like that again. But help! Please don't ever say it again. Aa can't let go of Bia. Aa's just in love with Bia!", Alby sobbed beside me.

We both fell silent. Soluble in each of our minds.

"Bia wants to go home A. Bia don't want to be here!", I said softly. Alby hugged me tight.

"Yes, Bia in the village. Aa won't make it here. I promise I'll be home often. Make neng, make utun!"

He rubbed my stomach slightly protruding. Alby got up and kissed my stomach again. He looked up at my face.

"Aa wants Neng. Please don't stop Aa. Aa promise will slow down. Aa won't hurt you!", said Alby.

I haven't answered whether I agree or not, he's already started asking for his rights.

(Don't mosquito ya Mak reader's 😅😅😅😅😅)

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Two handsome men in different professions are currently sitting in a cafe. The man dressed in a striped dress and the neat-faced man who was none other than Febri and Sakti were enjoying his coffee.

"He didn't answer my phone!", Febri complained to Sakti.

"Sama!", Sakti said briefly.

Both of them smiled wryly. Ridiculous right????

"Funny we're not rich like this?", Febri put his glass on the table after he took a sip earlier.

"Yes, you fool! We still care about people. Though not necessarily if Bia separated from Alby will choose one of us."

"Who was that dialogue in the previous episode?", asked Febri. Sakti immediately glared sharply at his new best friend. Febri was just chuckling.

"Gue didn't expect that. We may be stuck with our old love."

"Hum! His name is also love, not picky times want to fall into the heart of which."

"Njir, really talk about Lo Sak!"

"Heheheheh comforted himself Feb."

"Kalo Dimas didn't say to me, where I know what's going on there. No errands, I'm samperin tuh wife of people. I brought it back here!"

"Huh! The Lo Feb! It's not legitimate! Sok-sokan want to belain Bia. Look at Alby, you're gonna have to cower."

"No cravings sak, I'm just self-conscious. Sorry to say! I'm not a pebinor."

"Related?", Pain squinting his eyes.

"Do not accuse me. You don't realize yourself too if you just want Bia split right?"

"Srstttt... Lo if you like real!", chirped Sakti then sip the coffee.

"Gtw...Can I be that rich at his best friend's wedding?"

"Dimas the story?", asked Sakti.

"Actually I disagree anyway the same attitude Ika. He was too late to interfere. But back again. Maybe he was disappointed his best friend could do something this low. Moreover, taking the husband of a person who clearly does not want to be with him. The coercion!"

"Forced but end-to-end, right ????"

"Where do I know Feb!"

"It was a story yesterday, before Silvy was dating who it was. But he's on the selingkuhi same girlfriend who turned out to be his best friend macarin. It should be a matter of self-introspection for Silvy, eh.mah he is the actor."

"Gue doesn't care about that girl. I wonder why Bia is the victim here."

"Well, the story goes like this!", sipping his coffee again.

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I got out of bed. Alby was still sound asleep next to me. Maybe he's tired of our struggle that just happened a few hours ago. I saw the clock showing at five o'clock in the afternoon. I rushed to take a shower and established my duties.

Almost half six, I finished the prayer. Normally, I would wake her up for a bath or a prayer. But that's when things haven't been like this.

This time, I might be very guilty. Not reminding him to worship. But, I purposely so that he doesn't know if I'm leaving before he wakes up.

I took my little bag. Not to forget the phone and wallet and all its contents.

I looked at his tired face. Handsome! Alby is so handsome!

I kissed her for a while. There's a little movement from Alby. But it didn't wake him.

I also came out of my hotel room. Looking for a taxi after I was in the hotel lobby.

"Senen station yes sir!", I said to the taxi driver.

"Ready ma'am!", replied the driver. I grabbed my phone. The name of Lek Sarman I'm going to call.

[Assalamualaikum Church]

[Guardalagsalam. Piye? Tumben call your lek? Lagek eling?]

(Where, your uncle's phone tumben, remember?)

[Sepurone Yo lek!]

(Sorry uncle)

I'm a little sobbing. But I'm sure lek Sarman heard my prank.

[Opo granny? Is it po nangis?]

(Why? How crying?)

[Bia muleh lek's. Nyuwun sewu, the father's house can still be used right lek?]

[Koe muleh nduk? Yes still is. Your father's house is still clean, still nice tree]

[Alhamdulillah!]

[Muleh ambi Alby anyway?]

[Ora lek's. Bia herself]

Sarman who was surprised did not want to ask questions. Maybe later if the Bia is already at home.

[Yo wes. when is it here?]

[Maybe tomorrow afternoon. Bia just went to the station]

[Yo wes. Be carefull! Later if you get to the station here, call your lek Yo. Let me pick you up.]

[Let's go. Yo wes Yo's. Eshallabellam!]

[Ofraight!]

Our call was interrupted. Yes, I really want to go to my hometown. Actually I'm lazy if later there aki meet with my mother and her children. But... I had to go there to ask what files I should prepare to sue for Alby's divorce.

My eyes stared at the streets of the capital. Fifteen minutes passed by, the Azan Magrib reverberated. Almost seven o'clock in the evening, a taxi broke into the station area. After paying the taxi fare, I got into the station. I immediately searched for the mushola before I completely missed magrib time.

After some time off, I headed towards the counter. Buy tickets for today. Luckily, I got a ticket for departure at one o'clock.

I still have plenty of time to wait for my train schedule. I went to the cafeteria at the station. Just filling my empty stomach. Even though I was silent without a fight when Alby asked for his right, I still felt tired and hungry.

I took my phone back in the little bag.

Alby's name dominates my cell phone calls. I'm sure he was very confused when I wasn't next to him anymore.

*****

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