Marriage Becomes Love

Chapter 101 Divorce Letter

"Sir Azmi." Ashila immediately approached the man. "You don't papa, do you, brother?" ashila asked worriedly, the girl grimaced observing Azmi's battered face. "We're going to the doctor, yuk!"

"No, it's not papa, awwss…"

"No papa how, this is blue like gini," said Ashila as she touched the corner of the man's lips. "So don't wait here, yeah, I'll go first, I'll be back."

"But, Shil–" Not yet Azmi continued her words, Ashila has passed.

Shortly thereafter, Ashila returned with a P3K box. "Obatin first, yes, Brother."

"Aw.. Slow down, Shil." Azmi grimaced as Ashila placed an antiseptic cotton pad on her wound.

"Sorry, sister, it hurts, huh?" Ashila grimaced as if feeling what Azmi felt.

"It hurts anyway, but brother is sick."

Ashila cringes. "Ctennis? Meanin?"

"Soalya who ngobatinya angel."

"Gee! Bummer!"

"Yes, really, no papa deh every day bonyok kayak gini, as long as you are a medicine," said Azmi accompanied by slow stiffness.

"Young! Fuck up! I'm not gonna melt like a flutter of your change,"

"Shil, can it not be?"

"Can it be, what's it?"

"You... with your husband... emm... really want a divorce?"

Ashila was speechless, without realizing a single clear circle fell from the corner of her eye. Azmi looks relieved and feels guilty, he cursed himself for making the girl he loved was crying.

"Eeh.. kok nangis, m-sorry, yes, sister does not mean–"

Ashila immediately wiped away her tears. "Eh. no papa, brother."

"You don't want a story, but Shil, you have to remember one thing, whenever you need a sister, you will always be ready to hear all your curses, if you need a shoulder to lean on." Azmi paused her speech for a moment, the man touched her left shoulder. "This boat is ready to be your backup," continued Azmi.

Ashila nodded then wiped her tears back, she felt moved and happy to be able to get friends who always supported her in her downturn like this.

"Favor, yes, Brother."

Azmi nodded. "Smile dong" pinta Azmi.

Ashila also slowly pulled both corners of her lips up to form a smile.

"Well, it's dong, it's beautiful."

Both laughed happily.

Not far away, there was a pair of eyes watching the scene.

"You're so mean, Shil. You told me to come here just to look at the intimacy of the two of you? You're evil! From this moment on, you're not my best friend anymore" he said.

The girl immediately passed away, she could not see the affection of the two men.

***

Rayhan's BMW has entered his parents' yard. His mother called and told him to go home, saying there was something that his parents wanted to talk to him about. I don't know, Rayhan doesn't know, what's important about him.

"Assalamualaikum, Pa, Ma." Rayhan greeted his faithful mother and father sitting on the living room sofa.

When the man was about to kiss the hand of the father, suddenly…

Bugh!

"Papa's disappointed in you, Ray! You've put your parents to shame!" yahya snarled at his eldest son.

Kayla who was studying in her room faintly heard the sound of commotion in the middle room.

With lightning fast, the girl immediately ran towards the living room. He gasped when he saw his brother being beaten by his father, wanting to help him, but seeing his face filled with anger made him disengage, he returned to his room with questions in his brain.

"Pa, don't be so hard on Rayhan." The mother tried to calm her husband.

"Don't defend this brash kid! Rayhan you already have a wife, the perfect wife, why did you impregnate another woman instead? What do you mean, huh? So you've been in touch all along." Yahya was angry and felt inexhaustible with his son.

"Pa-pa... know where– is from"

"It's not important you know where you're from, Ray. That peting is your explanation!"

The atmosphere of Rayhan's parents' house was very gripping that night, Rayhan immediately embraced the feet of his mother, insist on asking forgiveness to the woman who had given birth to him, he regretted making his mother feel disappointed.

Mama Putri cried as much, sad, disappointed, angry, pity piled on him, so unfortunate the fate of his son, so that his household became a mess like this.

"When you touch that woman, Ray, does she really have your child?" ask Yahya.

Rayhan raised his head to look at the father. "Ray doesn't know, either, Pa."

Yahya began to emotion. "What do you mean you don't know, Ray?"

"A month ago I was drunk, I didn't want anything, when I woke up, I was in Renata's apartment" Rayhan explained.

Papa Yahya widened his eyes. "You're so insolent, Ray, how many times you told me to stay away from that unclean thing, why you still do it, you really let papa down!"

"I'm sorry, Pa, I also regret what I did."

"It's your fault, Ray. You always say regret everything, and promise not to repeat, but in fact you deny your own words."

"But, Pa, this time Ray's really hot." Rayhan's face looked very clear.

"Your regret is too late, Ray, you have to take responsibility and marry the woman!" Yahya immediately went up to his room, he did not want to argue further with his son who he thought was very insolent.

Rayhan.

Mama Putri hugged Rayhan, encouraging her son not to give up.

"Ma, I'm sorry Rayhan, huh?"

"Mommy is not angry, mama thinks about the fate of Ashila, your wife is a very good woman, mama not only considers her as a daughter-in-law, mama already considers your wife like her own child, mama sure, mama, Ashila is very bad now."

The mother took an envelope from inside the drawer. "So, your in-laws filed for divorce in Ashila's name for you."

The deg!

With trembling hands, Rayhan opened the envelope stamped by the religious court.

Tear it angrily Ashila's autographed letter, until whenever he will not release his beloved wife!

"Rayhan loves Ashila very much, Ma, Rayhan will never divorce her, she will remain Rayhan's wife now, tomorrow and beyond" she said.

"But your wife has signed the divorce papers, Ray, she has decided on your marriage" said Mama Putri.

"Where are you going?" asked the Princess when she saw Rayhan was about to leave.

"I want to meet Ashila, Ma," Rayhan replied with a reddened face.

"With such a situation? No, not mama mama mama! You better get in the room, Ray, get some rest."

"But, Ma, ak–"

"Please beat up mama, Ray, mama doesn't want you to do anything. Now you go to the room! Rest up!"