LOVE AFTER THE CONTRACT

The Eps 45

"I want to go home!" Ataya replied as he continued walking without seeing Ibra.

"Darling, we're done with this!" Ibra grabbed his wife's hand.

"What problem, then,?"Ataya looked at her husband's face while faintly smelling.

"I don't have a problem with my brother!" Ataya shook her head, then pulled her hand and immediately turned around.

Seeing Ataya continue to step towards the door, Ibra ran and immediately hugged his wife's body tightly, trying to stop Ataya.

"Don't stay brother!"ibra said in a soft voice full of pleading.

"The gate that left me, not me that left my brother!"ataya said to her husband full of emphasis.

"Sorry dear brother!"

"We should be alone first, contemplate all of each." said Ataya while holding back tears.

"Darling?!" Ibra flipped Ataya's body, his wife's eyes were already reddened. " Our dear son's asian!" Ibra rubbed Ataya's stomach.

"Kalo kasian, his wife should not be made stun, especially in living alone just because of seeing someone berkegur greeting, continue to go the same ex again, do not think acutely!" Ataya answered Ibra's statement with a smile, then began to take off Ibra's hand which was holding her shoulder.

"One more thing, Ataya was straight about yesterday's incident at the hospital. He was Ataya's friend during college, if the views of his brother are different from what Ataya clearly was, Ataya can not be a reason for his brother to believe in Ataya."

The woman walked back, her steps slightly accelerated, with her hands directly reaching for the doorknob.

His mother was silent looking at his wife's back with a sad look.

Sorry dear brother!

His wife who was always patient and relented, now he really went to carry anything in his hands except the small bag that he always carried. Even Ataya was only seen drinking a glass of milk this morning.

Ibra's memory was again set where he slapped Ataya tightly. The dumbest thing in her life is hurting Ataya in front of Nadia, where is Ataya's self-esteem? he was even seen defending Nadia compared to Ataya.

This is important to think before acting, because regret will not change anything, now his wife is really gone even though Ataya has told you where her destination is, but will Ataya come back to believe in her later? Or maybe Ataya will be traumatized to be near her side.

Ibra's fingers squeezed taut her hair, her face bowed with tears of regret that began to unravel.

"I pushed him all night, and I slapped him until the cheek was bruised. How cowardly are you Ibra, how can you slap the cheek of someone who always gently caresses your cheek!"Shift it on yourself.

Ibra immediately wiped his tears, now he was a little run to chase Ataya, no matter with his face pembab at see many people .

His feet kept stepping hastily, at this time Ibra only wanted to be able to find his wife before he actually left himself drowned in guilt.

Honey, the woman he loved so much actually left, disappearing as fast as lightning away from him.

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Meanwhile, Ataya, who was already in the taxi, kept on flowing her tears, the heat on her cheeks was not comparable to the pain in her heart when she saw her husband's ex-lover suddenly come to visit.

Even when Ataya slaps Nadia, Ibra returns her revenge by slapping her back.

"Where are we going neng?"The taxi driver's voice ripped out all his thoughts about today's events.

"Ehm, we go to the train station aja sir." replied Ataya who was immediately answered a nod by the man who was driving the car.

The taxi car that Ataya was riding continued to run at moderate speed, he continued to stare at his cellphone, hoping Ibra tried to grin at this time, nil even Ibra did not contact him at all.

Her hand pressed the power button, and disabled her phone.

After a long journey, Ataya has now reached her hometown, where she was raised with love and affection.

Before he continued his journey to his father and mother's house, Ataya stopped by at one of the fast food restaurants.

Prenpuan was seen eating quietly, with one hand continuing to wipe his round stomach.

30 Minutes into silence, enjoying his solitude at this time, he looks finished and decides to resume his journey home after wrapping some food for his family first.

This afternoon Ataya's return was greeted by heavy rain, but lucky when he arrived at the courtyard of the house the rain immediately subsided.

"Assalamualaik." Ataya knocks on her parents' door.

"wa'alaikumussalam." Zaydan opened the door.

"Hi've brought this." Ataya lifted the package of food she bought earlier.

"Oh steady, can rain-gini rain come bring food" said Zaydan.

"Who's deck?" Shouting mother.

Hearing Zaydan Aisyah's reply rushed towards the main door.

" Oh my God, nena's granddaughter is coming." His hand stroked Ataya's stomach." Come on in the tea, Ibra where?" Aisha asked .

"Again a lot of work bun." Ataya answered as she walked into the house she missed so much.

"Oh that's it." Aisyah Sahut.

Aisyah just smiled, the woman did not force Ataya to speak honestly, even though her little heart rumbled and knew her child's household was definitely not doing well.

"De, it's also there's a father's mother." Ataya's great-grandson to Zayda.

"Yes!" Zaydan.

They continued walking towards the tv room where they had gathered.

"Where's dad?" Ask Ataya.

"In the garden, soon to be home."Aisyah.

Ataya suddenly lay on her lap.

"Kangen bun." His voice held back a little crying.

"That little cheek why is it swollen with bruises?" Her fingers rubbed gently on Ataya's cheeks .

"Finally lately have a bun toothache, is it swollen?" her word.

"Later to compress yah?" said Aisyah as she continued to gently rub the cheeks of her eldest daughter.

"Bun teteh cape, want to go to the room first well, later if you go home tell you, wake up." Ataya smiled, she got up and walked towards her room.

After arriving at the room, he looked closely at his room, not a single item changed, except the bed that has now been replaced with a larger size.

Actually Ataya was very tired and wanted to sleep, but he forced himself to take a short shower, cleaning himself from the sweat that was pouring since the trip from Jakarta to Bandung earlier.

After a few minutes in the bathroom, Ataya came out with the negligee she was wearing.

His body facing the mirror, he saw the part of the stomach that looks protruding.

"You are big!" his hands continued to rub his round stomach.

Ataya smiled.

After he finished seeing himself from the reflection of the glass, Ataya immediately walked to the bed and began to lay his body that felt very loose.

Her hands went back to looking for her phone in the bag, then started to support her back.

When his phone was on, Ataya was quite surprised to see there were fifty-five phone calls and twenty short messages.

📲Suami❤ 45x missed calls.

💌Honey you where.

💌Come home.

💌Don't stay brother.

💌Maafin my brother slapped you.

💌Back home brother pick me up.

💌Abang kangen our son.

💌Darling you are okay aka, ko hp you are not active?

And many more messages.

^^^💌 I just took.^^^

Ataya sent him a message, however much she did not want to frighten her husband, because she had not heard from him.

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