I'm Gone
Episode 25's
“Newly this time I nosebleed this much, am I soybean ya?”
“I think I should take a break,”
Aliya then put the blood-soaked tissue under her laptop, because she did not want to see Angga worried. Aliya then woke up Angga very gently.
Aliya patted softly Angga cheek, “yank sleep in room yuk!”
“Eemm,” Angga just cleared his throat.
“Let's dong darling, I'm also sleepy!” pinta Aliya while upholding the body of Angga from him.
“Gendong,” whine Angga who refused to open his eyes it.
“Enak aja you, should I dong you carry,” sahut Aliya, “kan me the girl,” continued Aliya.
Inevitably Angga finally opened his eyes, “you cheated, he wanted to be carried on but did not want to be carried back,” ketus Angga who was still sitting on the sofa.
Aliya smiled and hugged Angga's body, “hehe, you will be heavy yank where strong I am,” replied Aliya cengengesan.
Angga then stood up and immediately held Aliya who was hugging him. Aliya was surprised and smiled happily. After arriving at the room Angga then put Aliya's body on the bed gently.
Angga stroked Aliya's beautiful hair and did not forget to kiss Aliya's forehead, “you instantly sleep ya!” angga's orders, Aliya smiled sweetly.
Seeing Angga who wants to walk away from him, Aliya immediately held back Angga's hand, “you go where else yank?” ask Aliya.
Angga smiled, “I want to take your laptop that is still outside.”
Aliya was surprised to remember the tissue she put under her laptop earlier. Aliya then immediately sat down, “let me just take yank!” aliya's orders panicked.
“Udah no matter what I take, you rest aja,” Angga replied while releasing the hand of Aliya.
“Eemm, ta... but yank,” said Aliya stammered.
“Udah you were there!” angga's orders, “remember the wife must follow the husband's orders,” continued Angga who made Aliya unable to dwell any more.
From Abu Hurairah radhiyallahu ‘anhu, Rasulullah shallallahu ‘alaihi wa sallam bersabda, “If a woman performs her five-time prayers, performs her prayers in the month, keeps ***********, and obeying her husband, she will enter heaven from whichever door she wills.” (HR Ibn Hibban in his Shahihnya).
“Yes Allah, how is this?” ask Aliya in my heart.
With a definite step Angga walked towards the balcony. Angga then turned off Aliya's laptop that was still on. Angga then took Aliya's laptop without noticing that there was a tissue covered in blood. Angga then walked while holding Aliya's laptop, but suddenly Angga felt that he stepped on something.
Angga reached his feet and saw the object he was stepping on, and it turned out that it was Aliya's flash drive that fell. Angga then took the flash. When Angga took the flash, suddenly there was a wind that blew the tissues until scattered on the floor right in front of Angga.
Angga was surprised to see the tissues scattered on this floor, “hah? Wipes where is this?” ask Angga confused.
“Feelings were not there,”
“what am I not seeing?”
Angga who was curious then took the tissues, “HAH BLOOD?”
“Where's this blood?”
“Still new again,” Angga then glance at the bed.
“What could this be Aliya's blood?”
“But where's the blood?”
“Ga no wound too,”
Angga then collected the tissues and put them in the garbage can. After that, Angga walked over to Aliya intending to inquire about this strange thing. However, Angga was at the wrong time, because Aliya had fallen asleep.
“Hmm, yaudah tomorrow just ask questions,” said Angga while putting Aliya's laptop on the table.
Angga then walks towards the bathroom to wash his hands and ablaze. Aliya who just pretended to sleep finally breathed her leg.
The next day....
Today Aliya is very lucky because Angga did not discuss about blood on the tissue that Angga met last night. Unbeknownst to her husband, Aliya secretly meets Aulia in a park not far from her campus.
“Mbak, mbak already married yet?” tanya Aliya who made Aulia cough.
“Uhuuk, uhuukk,”
Aliya then gave her drink to Aulia, “sorry-sorry mbak, drink first!” pinta Aliya's.
“Thanks Al,” said Aulia while taking Aliya's tumbler.
“Sama-sama mbak,” replied Aliya smiling.
“Actually I was married, but unfortunately my marriage did not last long,” said Aulia who raises a big question mark in the mind of Aliya.
“Why mbak?” asked Aliya who was very curious.
“Gue married not because of love Al, I married because it's the only way for my aunt not to be imprisoned. I just have my aunt Al, I can't possibly let her go to jail. My aunt has been so kind to me and my family.” Reply Aulia with both eyes that started to glaze over.
“What is an ex-husband mbak rough so mbak divorce?” aliya asked with a close look at the two pieces of Aulia's eyeball.
Aulia then smiled, “he was never at all rude to me Al, only he considered me like his ex who died.”
“Hah? Continues to hurt where mbak?”
“My face looks a lot like his ex he's Al. And every time he sees me that is in his mind only Dinda and Dinda, I never he ever thought of as Aulia Al,” replied Aulia with tears that had been freefall on her cheeks.
Aliya who could not bear to see Aulia grieving directly leaned Aulia's head on her shoulders.
“Gue always tries to defend this marriage even though he considers me Dinda. But, one thing that can not make me to keep this marriage Al,” Aulia pause for a moment.
“What is mbak?” tanya Aliya was curious.
“He cheated and impregnated his affair it was Al,” replied Aulia.
“Hah? How can? His mother was lacking anything to the point that she sold it to mbak?” aliya asked who was completely inexhaustible with the actions of Aulia's ex-husband.
Aulia wiped her tears and raised her head, “gue barren Al.”
“Serious mbak?” ask Aliya.
Aulia nods her head, “iya Al, before I divorce with her, I ask one last request from her,” replied Aulia.
“What is mbak?” ask Aliya.
What did Aulia ask for before she divorced?
Did Aulia ask for a house?
a car?
or traveling around the world?
Hmm, what do you think guys? 🤔
Okay guys, this is how it was for this episode. Next episode, tomorrow again yes guys😊
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