I'm Sorry to Throw You Out

I'm Tired

🌸Pov Zoya🌸

My seemingly endless tears finally met the end as well. Me, Mbak Siska and Rodie have arrived at their destination. Instantly all the restless in the chest disappeared just like seeing my team on the field was waiting for us. The enthusiasm of the citizens who were about to get help from us also moved me from my crying pills.

Time to go to work, Zoya!!

A little bit of makeup and eye liner to cover my eyes. Drink a few sips of water to make me feel calmer. Tidying up your clothes and hurrying down.

"Thank you Rodie." I said to the nice guy who had long expressed his feelings for me but never once did I.

"Ready? Sure you want to continue? You feel better??" tanyanya.

"I am ok. Already at the scene there is no way to want to go behind the steering wheel." I said with a smile reassuring him.

"Don't smile that smile later I love more." whispered accompanied by a smile restrained mbak Siska who I caught wet.

"Rome!!" sukanku pura angrily.

"Peace." Rodie raised two of his fingers in the shape of the letter V.

"Mbak Siska is also this." my gaze turned to the secretary and personal assistant of Del's choice for me who immediately held back that smile.

Sister Siska was originally Del's secretary but then my dear sister let her go with me.

"Sorry ma'am." he said then still with a tone of understanding what had happened between me and Rodie.

Well, that guy never knew the word surrender. Although he knew I was still entangled in the status of a hanging marriage, but he still confidently said his high level would wait for me until my status was clear.

But believe me, I never had the intention to work on it by never taking care of the clarity of my status. I am still the old me. Who is always afraid of the sorrow of God if there is a servant who is divorced.

I am still the old me,, who remains resigned to my status. I always hoped that Rajesh was the one who broke off our relationship and status. I wasn't.

But a few minutes ago, when I found out that what I've been doing all this time was in vain, you know,, what I hope to remember and realize what to do turns out to have forgotten and have built a new household with a woman named Alyssa.

Mas Rajesh doesn't even care about my status that still depends on him. Why does he still like to ignore me?? With Alyssa, he can act so warm, but to me?? Where ever??

Hussttt Zoya, why does it seem that your tone sounds like a protest and does not accept?? Are you jealous of Alyssa??

Immediately I pat away all the contents of my head at this moment. I see Rodie has joined our field team and began to enthusiastically give a couple of opening words.

"Please ma'am." Ms. Siska allowed me to occupy the line where we will share some parcels for those who are already present.

It looks like the crowd and the ranks are starting to go awry like fear of not getting a part. Fortunately then the security forces were able to bring them back. It makes me calm.

Till,,,

"Beautiful???"

I looked up at the owner of the voice calling out my old name. Our eyes are clashing. We were silent for a moment. My silence is nothing. What is he doing here?? Join in queuing?? Is that true?? I was stunned and astonished to see the appearance of my mother-in-law, Mrs Rina.

Oh, my God, even I still can't change Madam's call to her. Is there a trauma in my heart and soul to that family??

"You're Beautiful, right??? You're menan,,,"

"Mom, Mom, Miss Rina!! Come home!! That is, said my husband, Alyssa is already born. Let's go to the hospital!!" a woman of the same age as Mrs Rina pulled her out of the queue of the recipients before Ms. Rina finished her sentence earlier.

"What?? Alyssa lahiran?? Isn't it time yet??" Madam Rina looked surprised as well as astonished and also anxious.

"Said she was hit by someone and caused her to bleed" said the mother who pulled her earlier.

These ears still listen even though my hands are busy distributing the parcels in the next queue. I swear, my focus is only on the two of them.

"Astaghfirullah!! Alyssa accident?? Come on ma'am, take me to the hospital!!" pinta Madam Rina and assented by mother earlier.

Then with the tail of my eyes, I could see them both going away. My breath arrived heavy and my chest was tight. The tears that had originally dried up slowly were now beginning to make my vision blur.

*zoya!!!

Why do you still have that kind of envy for Alyssa?? Maybe that woman is so much better than you that never made the family accept you. Didn't you hear?? Even your in-laws are good at pronouncing the phrase istighfar. Isn't it obvious that Alyssa's presence in their family brings good changes to the family*?

You are not who Zoya is!! Stop bemoaning fate or complaining about circumstances. Rise up and plan your future!! Look that!!! The faithful good man is waiting for you!! Don't you want to give him a chance?? Aren't you tired of making him wait for you??

The corner of my heart scolded my filthy brain filled with disbelief with their previous treatment of me. Selfishness and feeling oneself the best manage to overwhelm and poison my mind for a moment.

Satan must be smiling winning at the moment, hmmm.

"Mom." mbak Siska nudged my immobile hand.

"Eh,, sorry. This sir. May it be useful." I said to the old man who must be waiting for me to stretch out his share.

Hmm, I was actually daydreaming earlier. Focus Zoya!! Focus up!!

The session for him was finally over. It's getting late afternoon. We also packed. Sister Siska is busy taking care of what she has to take care of while I choose to sit under the portable tent which will soon also be dismantled.

I replied to a few short messages from my dear brother who always did not forget to ask how the event went for me. I type in all the stories other than my meeting with Rajesh and Mrs Rina. Let it be, that one I'll talk about at home.

"Beautiful."

Instantly I turned my head and once again I was taken aback by the arrival of Madam Rina. Didn't he go to the hospital? Why did you get here again??

"Nyo,,,"

"Not Beautiful. Don't call me that." I saw the corner of the woman's eyes getting wet.

Miss Rina crying?? That right?? Wh why? Did something happen to her daughter-in-law, Alyssa?

My feelings got mixed again. Apart from the demon that always made me jealous of Alyssa, I still feel guilty for being careless and wretched even though unintentionally.

"I'm sorry,,"

"Zo, who is this mother?" Rodie came to interrupt Madam Rina's words.

"Here,," I was confused as to what to introduce it as.

"Mommy haven't gotten the parcel yet? Come with me." Rodie thought he was one of the residents who wanted to ask for our parcels.

"Rodie,, no. This mother didn't come for it. This is Mrs Rina. His mother mas Rajesh." I confirmed the name and nodded making Rodie try to remember and fortunately the intelligent man quickly connected his mind.

"Oh, hello ma'am. How are you?" sapanya friendly.

"Ba,, well." Madam Rina stuttered a little with a probing look towards Rodie.

"It's Rodie. My husband's candidate."

The wet eyes immediately drained the clear round hair and it made me increasingly not understand what exactly made him cry.

"Congratulations. Then, excuse me." said he while wiping his tears.

Rodie and I looked at each other. We just don't understand the same, but yes. We better get home. Today was quite exhausting for my soul. I decided to send Siska back to the hospital to visit Alyssa.

Not unwilling to meet him, but already unable. I'mtired. Really very tired.

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