Look at Me, My Husband
S1. Chapter 51
“Nai, there's something I want to convey.” The hero looked at Naina who was tidying up the dining table after dinner with the help of Mbok Sumi.
“Ya, Mas.” Short answer. Naina looked at her husband for a bit, then continued to lift the dirty dishes and put them in the sink. Mbok Sumi looked busy in front of the faucet, seriously washing dirty dishes with a sponge.
“Bu, just let me take care of everything. Looks like there's something you want to talk about. Since waiting for Mom at the dinner table,” said Mbok Sumi. The housekeeper had read all the signs of his mistress who looked uncomfortable and agitated. Like trying to reveal something.
“Alright, Mbok. I stay.”
Returning to the dining table, Naina was filled to see the sad look that continued to linger on her husband's handsome face. Since yesterday the eyes were sad with a shady look as if begging, forgiving him.
“Mas, we talk in the room only,” said Naina slowly. Seeing the expression of the Hero, Naina took the initiative to hold the hand of the Hero.
Of course Wira was surprised to get such a sweet treatment from Naina. Both corners of her lips were pulled upwards, as well as tightening her hand grip on Naina. From last night, his wife refused all the indulgence, the affection of him, but now suddenly started everything first. The asa expands again in the heart. Hope it bounces back.
“Thank you, Nai,” whispered Wira, as she walked into the room with her hands clasped.
Naina just threw a thin smile, without opening her voice.
*“Pardon Nai, Mas. It must be heavy, for you. Nai knows how you feel. That was also what Nai felt as he went through these two weeks. Mas knows now, how broken Nai's heart was when he found out Mas married Stevi and had a child from the womb of another woman besides Nai. Pain, Mas! As sick as I feel now.” *Naina monologue.
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“Nai, Mas has divorced Stevi!” The hero said, momentarily throwing himself on the bed. Sit on the edge of the bed and start a serious conversation with his wife. Struggling to melt Naina's heart in order to stop the intention of parting.
“How about Nola, Mas?” Stunned for a moment, Naina finally opened her voice.
“Mas will remain in charge of Nola. I'm going to finance Nola, and Stevi. For Stevi, at least until she finds another man.”
“You mean, Mas?” naina asked confusedly.
“Mas ... plans to fire Stevi,” explains Wira.
Naina nodded. “Nai does not want to interfere for this issue. Nai felt he was no longer entitled. Nai can only wish Mas.” the best Naina, who was standing, dropped her ass next to Wira.
“Nai, can we not divorce?” ask the hero slowly. Suddenly, clutching the body of the woman who was still his wife, hugged her tightly.
Naina is silent, Naina is silent, Naina is silent. Even he did not return the arms of the Hero. Just biting her lips to hold back her tears did not spill. Holding those heated eyelids did not water and let out a cry.
“Nai no longer love Mas?” ask the hero again. Long waiting for an answer, Naina still closed her mouth wailing.
“Still ....” Naina said with a vibrating voice.
“Very, Mas. Nai doesn't know after parting with you, if you can still fall in love again,” he said between the arms of Wira who was so tight.
“Nai, have we really not had a chance? Five years is it not salvageable?” ask Wira, after breaking her embrace.
Naina shakes.
“At a time like this, you are still as stubborn.” The hero smiled wryly.
“Mas still does not want to divorce. Mas promised to do whatever Nai asked for, we don't have to face him in court. Mas must how so that Nai can forgive everything?”
“That fate was already written, Nai just followed where that lifeline would take Nai in the end. Maybe if other women would behave differently, but Nai remains Nai, not to be equated, Mas. Even from the beginning Mas already knew everything.”
“Nai isn't mad at you, Mas. Not also hate. Just bemoaning Nai's own fate. If Nai were in Mas's position, he might as well marry Stevi.” Naina continued.
“Nai has forgiven you, Mas. Especially after proving herself Nola is your daughter. Nai knew, what Mas did was right. In fact, Mas should have married Stevi officially, in order to legally acknowledge your daughter, not even divorce her. And Nai doesn't want to get involved in it.” Naina held back the turmoil of taste that hit her chest.
It is not easy to say beautiful words, like a motivator in the middle of his heart that is broken into pieces. He just looks strong, but actually he is not much different from Wira. Just as painful, just as bad, as crying. It's just that she's Naina Pelangie. The rain will stop and there will be a beautiful rainbow decorating the horizon afterwards. Just like his current state, his crying would stop one day and he would definitely be able to smile again afterwards.
“Thank you, Nai. Until this moment you remain mature in facing everything. Although always stubborn.” The hero smiled wryly. Grabbing Naina's body back and hugging her tightly.
“Sleep now, Mas. It's already night. Tomorrow, Mas has to work,” said Naina trying to smile. The heavy hand of the hero lying down is squeezed. He covered it with his hand.
“I love you, Mas. If we are meant to be together ., there will be a way to get there. Right now, I still choose to separate. Call me selfish, Mom. For hiding behind excuses for you and Nola.”
Deg—
Naina's sentences just made Wira aware, that his wife was very sure to separate. Naina's way of speaking has changed. There is no longer the typical spoiled style of the 22-year-old woman. Naina already mentioned herself to me, just like when talking to other people.
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Two weeks after that night's talk, a letter from the court greeted Wira at the office. His new secretary is seen coming in and handing over directly to his superior. The letter should have been delivered to the house, but Naina asked the courier for help to deliver it directly to the Wira's office.
“Pak, there is a letter for Mr.” he said smiling. Just a week into office after longtime secretary Wira resigned. Sweet girl who was just a regular staff rose to the position of secretary director.
“Lot on table only.” The hero replied, without distracting from the pile of files in front of him. Reading at a glance and crossing out data that he considers awkward.
Half an hour of focus has not been sidetracked. The handsome man had just moved his gaze when his throat was dry and needed some liquid to relieve. It was then that his clear net caught a letter from the court that was clearly printed on the envelope.
Smiled wryly before grabbing and opening it. “Finally we arrive at this episode, Nai.”
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