Look at Me, My Husband
S1. Chapter 54
The hammer hitting the judge's desk plan marked the breaking of the marriage bond that had been built for five years. No more husband or wife status, all relationships and relationships that have been running so far are over in a matter of seconds. Wira and Naina's household trip lives a memory.
The woman who held the new status stepped out of the state courthouse blankly. Tailor a handbag with a flat look. His mind was floating, leaving his body. He was alone when he heard the presiding judge read the verdict. The hero was not there, only represented by his lawyer.
Placing the heart to sue for divorce Wira, but now the pain, pain, pain and hurt itself because of the separation that is already in his grasp. The widow's status was already hers. Not knowing whether to cry or laugh, everything happened the way she wanted it to. Didn't he himself expect this divorce, he should be happy.
Walking with a blank mind, Naina even ignored the call of Johan, the lawyer of Wira. Dropping her body in the car, the woman in a cream-colored knee-length dress suit slid her face down on the steering wheel. Spilling out all the flavors he had been holding back since a few minutes ago. Crying, roaring, lamenting everything.
“Mas, why at the time everything was like this .. I feel a little sorry,” the flow of tears.
Naina squeezes her chest. When the status of Wira's wife was revoked from him, he felt like he was losing his identity. He felt that something was wrong with his decision. Feel like a different person.
“I'm sorry, Mas. I know, I'm selfish and stubborn. I also want to be able to receive you back, but it's hard for me,” isak Naina, taking out all the wounds she has been harboring all this time.
Nearly half an hour into tears, Naina stopped all wailing as the phone in her bag rang. Smiling, upon seeing the name of the Hero appear on the flashing screen. Rubbing roughly a tear-soaked wounded face, Naina sighed repeatedly before receiving her ex-husband's call. Yes, now Pratama Wirayudha is her ex-husband.
“Ya, Mas ..” The soft voice sounded firm, hiding the cries.
“Nai, where are you?” ask the Hero with a trembling voice. She had just arrived at the project, when Johan, her lawyer, announced the court ruling granting Naina's divorce suit.
“I ... on the road, Mas,” said Naina, biting her lips to keep her voice flat. Doesn't sound fragile.
“Nai, are you okay?” ask Wira, trying to be strong in the midst of his heart's destruction.
Hening—
“Nai, are you okay?” reset the Wira after a few minutes of not getting an answer.
“Ya Mas, Nai is fine.” That answer finally came out of Naina's lips with great difficulty.
“Kita .. can meet?” ask Wira, sounds awkward. The man was still confused as to how to behave after hearing the court's own verdict. Her relationship with Naina was over a few minutes ago.
“Alright, tell me where to meet? I'll see you, Mas.”
“Em .. Two hours to meet me at the restaurant where we celebrate our first wedding anniversary,” explained Wira.
“Well Mas.” Naina decides the call hastily, unwilling to hear the voice of the Hero any longer. His eyes were already heating up again, the black clouds were already swirling and ready to decay in a moment. He did not want the Hero to know all his screams and cries. He didn't want Wira to see his wounds and regret.
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That afternoon, the weather in the capital city was stinging. Breeze can not soak the heat, the sunlight seemed to want to burn the earth. Naina who did not know where to go after leaving the court, chose to wait in the restaurant.
Two glasses of orange juice with a plate of toast accompanied him. Waiting for almost an hour and a half, until finally the Hero appeared with the same smile as usual. From a distance, the handsome man looked ordinary. No slump or injured face. They act as if nothing has happened between them.
It was different as they went through the days where the trial was taking place. The hero seemed to be trying, begging not even infrequently to cry. Getting hurt, hurt, and broken every day. Now, however, Naina did not find that expression anymore.
“Nai, have you been a long time?” ask the hero, pull the chair across the table. The man with a black map in hand stared at the plate with the ruffled toast with a fork and two glass cups of orange juice.
“Mas Already. From the court ... I came straight here,” said Naina bowed. Dare not to look at the hero.
“I'm sorry, Nai. If all this time it has made you disappointed, hurt and even cry. I know, I'm a lot wrong with you.”
The words of the Hero just now were able to make Naina flinch. No more calling Mas always pinned Wira in every sentence. Even today, the spirit looks different.
Dare not to fight with her ex-husband. His two hands were squeezing each other over his lap. Once stealing a glance, Wira smiled at him, warm and sweet.
“This .. certificate of ownership of the house that has been moved on your behalf.” The hero thrusts a black map in front of Naina.
“Stay live in that house, Nai. Don't go anywhere. Regarding Mbok Sumi, I will still pay her salary, you do not worry.” The hero said slowly.
Naina's getting down. Sadness and hurt become more when hearing the words of Wira. Two drops of tears escaped, falling wet her cream dress. The sight was not separated from the observation of the hero. The man in the work suit smiled bitterly.
“Don't cry, Nai. You should be happy now. Isn't this your wish.” The hero thrusts a box of tissue in front of Naina, sliding the plate filled with toast.
“Ya, Mas.” Naina's throat was blocked. Only that short sentence could come out of his lips.
“Already, don't cry anymore, Nai. Everything's gonna be fine. I still love you, but we can't be together anymore.” The hero spoke loudly, hiding his broken heart from two hours ago.
“Ya, Mas.”
“I've sent some money in your account. You can start a business, Nai. If you have financial difficulties, you can contact me anytime, Nai.”
“Ya, Mas.”
“Starting tonight, I don't go home anymore. Take care of yourself, Nai,” order Wira.
Since then, Naina finally ventured to lift her gaze. When the Netra came into view, Naina was barely able to control herself. The smile of the hero is so warm, soothing.
“Mas will stay where?” ask Naina quietly.
The hero smiled again. “While I'm going back to my parents' house. Not yet know what the future looks like.”
“If you have time, please meet my parents. They also feel sad and sad about our divorce. Our marriage is over, but in the eyes of my parents, you are still his daughter. They love you, Nai.” Hero says.
“Ya, Mas.”
“My mother was devastated and felt guilty. All this time I didn't let my mom see you. I don't want your words to burden you and force you to make the wrong decision out of pity.”
“I think ... enough I just struggle, no need to involve the third, fourth person. And it turns out that my struggle must end like this,” continued Wira, with teary eyes. Since it looked strong, Wira collapsed while saying her last sentence.
“I'm sorry, Mas.”
“Forget it, Nai. I am the most guilty. Meet my parents, Nai. They must be very happy with your arrival.”
Naina nodded.
“I can't take long, Nai. I have to go back to the office,” said Wira.
“Yes, Mas. Be careful on the road.”
Just about to leave, the hero turned around. “Nai, may I hug you one last time?” ask Wira. Standing in front of Naina with a parched face.
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