LET ME GO MY HUSBAND

Chapter 35 Is That Really Me With Him?

Arriving at home, Salamah seemed agitated at the thought of Andhira. Of course, which mother could be at peace if she saw the daughter she loved so much in such a heartbreaking state? Actually, Salamah could have taken Andira away from there right then and there. But there are many things he considers. Salamah also does not want to be wrong or rash in taking action. Therefore, he chose to give Daffa a chance to deal with Andhira. After all, Salamah needs to find out first about what caused Andhira to become like that.

Then, Salamah began looking for someone's contact on her phone and it appears she contacted a name listed on the phone screen. The middle-aged woman looked expectantly anxious waiting for an answer from her call. Until the sound of someone greeting with greetings from the end of the phone.

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Daffa who was initially stunned to shout loudly calling the name Andhira, is now crying for his wife. "Don't do anything stupid like this again, Dhira," he said, sobbing. He bandaged a wound on Andhira's wrist.

Andhira had only been pretending to be asleep. After Daffa and her mother came out of the room, she opened her eyes again and walked towards the dresser. There he saw a cutter and his mind began to glare. He took the cutter, then slashed it into his wrist. Not to the inside or the veins indeed, just above the surface of the outer skin only. However, it was enough to make fresh blood flow from his hands. There was a sense of relief in Andhira that seemed to reduce a little fatigue in the head, shortly after he did some incisions in his hands. He smiled bitterly and was slightly satisfied, then suddenly Daffa came shouting Andhira's name very loudly while scattering to prevent him from continuing the dangerous act.

"We're going to the doctor, yeah!" persuade Daffa.

"No way!" andhira replied firmly.

Daffa brushed his fingers and switched to reverberating his hair in frustration. Andhira's attitude really made her common sense to be tested mercilessly. "All right, dear Dhira. We're not going to the doctor, let's take a break" Daffa said, grunting violently.

It seemed, now Daffa began to dare to call kara 'honey' without hesitation to Andhira. Man cannot stand with his own heart and his own feelings. Just look at what happened to the Man who once firmly stated that he would not love Andhira, as if turning around and making it like throwing spit into the sky, in the end the spit hit his own face.

"Dhira, look at my eyes!" tell Daffa to hold Andhira's hand.

Andhira turned his head, looking at Daffa with his own eyes like there was no more twinkle of hope there. "You think I'm stupid, Mom? I saw a fire of love sprinkling from your eyes," Andhira said.

"I'm not looking for anything, Mom. So, I found nothing there," replied Andhira flatly.

"really? Just look at it again!" pinta Daffa was not sure of Andhira's words.

Andhira complied with Daffa's request, but again he clung to his lies. "I only saw two pitch-black eyeballs, Mas," Andhira said.

Daffa, who was smiling, now glumly bent his face. There was a sense of grief and sadness that suddenly filled the space in his heart. "Is that so bad I was to him? Until his eyes refused to look and he was no longer able to feel the love I showed through my neutral gaze," Daffa's mind was poignant.

"I don't know how to react to you, Mom. My wounds are too painful to forget. In fact, I can no longer understand what my life really means for what? All I could feel was a feeling that kept changing rapidly. And it makes me tired, really very tired." Andhira whispered in his heart.

"You want a hug?" cetus Daffa offers.

"Didn't that trouble you, Mas?"

Daffa was no longer able to stem his cries. He immediately carried Andhira into his arms, and held Andhira feelingly. "Since when has a hug troubled me, Dhira?" said Daffa while sobbing.

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