Jum Wo Ai Ni

Let's split up

Juminten sat in the balcony of his room. The woman wearing the batik negligee stared at the twilight scene with a blank look. Her hair was draped, flying in the twilight breeze.

"Why daydream?"

Juminten was stunned, as a burly hand coiled around the stomach.

"It's okay" replied Juminten, trying to cover up his anxiety.

"Lies yes, Ai is daydreaming more lately. Wh why? Dong's story with this handsome brother is matchless."

Dylan flicked Juminten's black hair in order to kiss the nape of the neck, which became the woman's sensitive point.

Not as usual, no meaningful reaction from the wife. Dylan felt strange with Juminten's attitude that lately often daydreamed, like he was thinking about something.

"Ai, what are you really thinking?" ask Dylan seriously.

Juminten was worried about telling her about the letter she found in her in-laws' workspace. A letter that until now he had not dared to read, even though he was so curious about its contents. Juminten was also afraid of being considered presumptuous by Dylan, for taking something that did not belong to him.

There was a sigh from the pregnant woman, leaning her head on Dylan's head that was spoiled on his shoulder.

"I'm fine, maybe because I'm tired," he replied as he rubbed the burly hand that saw his stomach.

"You sure?"

Juminten gave a small nod, he did not want to make Dylan worry. Dylan couldn't urge his wife to tell a story, but he felt Juminten was hiding something.

Today Dylan left for work earlier than usual, the squinty man was tidy and ready to leave. He smiled to see the queen who was still sleeping, he deliberately did not wake Juminten. The mummy stayed up late, and looked uneasy the past few days.

"Ai, I'm leaving ya." Dylan kissed Juminten's forehead deeply, then gently rubbed the still messy hair.

Juminten gave a small nod, his eyes still closed.

A few minutes after her husband left, Juminten decided to get up. He wanted to finish what had been troubling his mind.

The beautiful pregnant woman sits on the edge of the bed that has been clean and neatly arranged. Juminten had done nothing, since Dylan knew his wife was pregnant. He again used the services of a housekeeper and driver, Juminten really should not do any homework.

"What does she want for breakfast now?" Tanya Nurul who just finished cleaning the bathroom in her employer's room.

"Later on Ma'am, not hungry yet" replied Juminten briefly.

"Then excuse me, ma'am, please continue to do something else."

Juminten nodded, Nurul immediately came out of the room. The pregnant woman moved from where she was sitting, walking towards the closet to pick up the letter she had neatly stored under the pile of clothes.

Brakes.

The meeting door opened violently, a woman looking straight at a man sitting in the room leading the meeting.

As everyone turned to look at the woman, the narrow man who had been unaware of the arrival of guests in the meeting room, also turned his head when the name he called did not respond.

"Ai," one word was said when netra narrowed Dylan met his wife.

Juminten's tears that he had been resistant to melted for a moment. Dylan immediately got up from his seat, approaching the wife who was looking at him with great sadness.

"What's wrong? Why are you crying?" Ask Dylan in a panic.

Juminten was silent, staring into the clear eyes that were looking at him with worry. Juminten's tears are increasingly flowing, vying to get out of a small hole in the corner of the eye.

"It's done" said Dylan without looking back.

The yeng man wearing the gray suit, snatched the tiny body that had been staring before him. Dylan's wide steps swung towards his room. Juminten was still silent, with her wet eyes fixed on Dylan.

"Ai why? Don't you worry me?"

Juminten hugged the body of the husband, his crying voice breaking. The woman screamed, roaring growing a sense of tightness.

Dylan panicked even more, seeing the hysterically crying wife in his arms. Dylan tightly embraced the petite body of his beloved woman, gently rubbing the black hair that Juminten let down, occasionally he dyed the lemon-scented hair buds fondly.

Long enough Juminten cried, now their position changed no longer standing hugging. Dylan raised his wife's body which was still sobbing, the pregnant woman was now in the lap of the husband.

After feeling calm Juminten released his hand that had gripped tightly against Dylan's wet and tangled suit. The slender man looked at the face of ayu who looked dirty from snot and tears.

"Ai why? What's the matter exactly?" Dylan took out some tissue.

Swiping Juminten's wet face with full and tears, also snot. Juminten took a deep breath, trying to dampen the tightness that was squeezing his chest.

"Kanda," call Juminten sayu, in a hoarse voice.

"Yes Ai."

"Let's split up" Juminten said in a stern tone.

Dylan's eyebrows clutched, looking at the wife in confusion. Dylan smiled, shaking his head. Gently stared at her clear eyes like a slightly reddened lake, lovingly Dylan slipped Juminten's hair behind his ears.

"My love, the most beautiful and charming. Don't joke like this, yeah, not good." Dylan drew closer his face to kiss Juminten's forehead, but the woman immediately turned away, as if reluctant to touch her husband's sexy lips.

"I'm not kidding, Dylan Li. Let's split up, divorce me right away!" juminten said full of tension, he turned to look at the husband.

"What do you mean Ai? we're not getting divorced, we're never going to!" Dylan looked into Juminten's clear eyes fixedly, despite trying to look angry, there was sadness that the woman tried to hide.

"Is this Ai? Is it because of Jessica? Did that woman bother you?"

Juminten again threw his face away, he could not look into the narrow eyes for too long.

"No, it has nothing to do with anyone. It's my own problem" he replied in a trembling voice, without seeing Dylan's face. His fingers interlocked on his lap.

"Your problems? What problems? can't you tell me about the problem, we'll work out a solution together."

"There is no solution, I love others. Let go of me let me be happy" said Juminten.

Dylan's jaw hardened on hearing his wife's reply. Both of Dylan's hands gripped Juminten's shoulders, twisting it forcefully, for the woman to face him.

"Look at me when I talk!"

Juminten lifted his face heavily, until he met the husband.

"Who is that man? I know you lied to Ai, what are you trying to hide from me?"

"I'm not hiding anything! you don't need to know who he is, I just want Dy's divorce. Stay away from you, understand, please." Juminten cried again, his face bowed.

The saltwater returned to flow without pause, although Juminten tried to stop it.

"Don't expect to be separated from me! did you forget? you're pregnant with my son!" Dylan began to get upset, Juminten who kept lying and asking for a divorce made him emotional.

He was not even aware, had gripped Juminten's shoulder firmly, until his wife was in pain.

"Ask whatever Ai, but not to part," said Dylan more gently, after being able to control his emotions.

Back in his arms, the wife's body trembled with tears. Juminten continued to cry, until he drowned in Dylan's arms.