Marriage Contract Letter

Talak one

With a sharp look. Ibra bent down shrugged Dian's shoulders, to stand up. "Wake up."

Dian rubbed the tears that wet the cheeks violently. Then he stood up and walked, before grabbing his bag. Followed by Ibra from behind carrying a suitcase.

On the way home, no one opened their voices. Just a rumbling feeling of indeterminate taste, sometimes, occasionally Dian rubbed his wet cheeks. Necklaces, chaos. Sad, wounded. All mixed into one.

Ibra focused on driving, with mixed feelings. The confused mind. Confused by the road that will be taken in front of him, his household with Dian who is at the end of the horn.

Not long on the road, finally arrived at the destination. The car entered the mension yard, both of them came out and entered the mension.

"Welcome to Lady Dian?" greet Rika while bowing respectfully.

Dian did not answer, but continued to walk towards her room on the 2nd floor. Ibra also followed Dian's steps a little hasty.

Now that both of them were in Dian's room, Ibra sat on the sofa with her arms out. While Dian was sitting on the edge of the bed, the two of them were glued to each other without a sound.

Ibra's mind turned around, thinking how to start a conversation with Dian. "I'm .. I've made a decision." Ibra finally started to open her voice as well.

Dian looked up, and stared fixedly at Ibra. "I'm sorry, I'm so happy" said Dian and lowered her head deeply.

"I'm not going to talk about that, I want to start now. You start a new life, change yourself to be a better person. You want to stay here please, or want in the low flowers on the street xx may, whatever you want where? which is clear-"

"What do you mean, baby? I don't understand," asked Dian, staring curiously.

Ibra glimpsed back the wife's gaze. Then turn your eyes in another direction. "I dropped 1 on you, please respect my decision." Ibra is clear.

Dian's ears are like hearing thunder in broad daylight, very stressful. His heart was shattered, when the talaq speech was uttered from Ibra's lips. Never imagined that he would receive a divorce speech from Ibra, even though he was so confident before. If Ibra loved him so much and couldn't divorce him.

Dian approached and sat on the same sofa as Ibra. "Say? if I hear wrong. You're not serious, are you? tell me, are you just kidding?" dian's voice was so soft. With great difficulty he swallowed his saliva. His hand held the hand of Ibra who tried Ibra tepis.

"Those words can't be joked. I'm serious and I knowingly say that" Ibra said.

"You, tega. W-did you forget? du-then I'm the only woman you love, why is it changing now?" dian's voice stammered.

"I didn't forget, and until now. I still love you, don't you always demand that I be fair? it's a form of my sense of justice towards you, I don't want to hear any more excuses. Forgive me for all my shortcomings that have made you like this too. Sorry." Ibra's voice was soft as if stuck in the throat.

Even Dian broke out in tears, she was speechless other than lamenting fate. His remorse seemed useless, he was unable to change Ibra's decision. Dian knows that the word talak cannot be played.

Ibra looked at Dian who covered her face with both palms. His shoulders were shaking violently, his cries were getting stronger. Not Ibra's heart was petrified or not filled in the slightest, but this still he must take to awaken Dian to become a better person again. That's the hope of Ibra.

"You forgot my sacrifice, you realize! now you are happy with Laras because of me too, now you kick me for just one mistake" cried Dian as she sobbed.

"It's not just one mistake, Dian. But .. did you also forget that you once visited Jodi's residence. And you're asking to be served, so disgusting. Luckily, Jodi refused. Did you forget that?" ibra said, actually he did not want to discuss that. But he had to reveal to Dian to be aware.

Dian bengong, his heart wondered. From where Ibra knew, it was impossible for Jodi to tell a story. While wiping his tears rough. "That's not true" elak Dian.

"What's not right? at that time I sent people to spy on you. Can you still deny?" connect Ibra.

Dian was silent for a moment. Remembering that time, which he considered unintentional. Because under the drinks. "You know, that's because you're always more attentive to the woman? that's why I'm like this" defended Dian again.

"You also know that Laras is pregnant. And it certainly needs more attention. Why don't you understand? you found us and you married us. Why are you selfish too? you should have supported that too, remember Dian well. I've never looked for another woman or thought of remarrying, it's all because of your love Dian-"

"Yes, but the truth is you enjoy it too, right?" sergeant Dian stood back and forth and pointed at Ibra's face.

"I am just doing my duty as a husband. And it wants you, in fact. Yulia and Mery instead refuse to get pregnant, as the one who brought them both. You can't do anything" Ibra said, shaking her head slowly.

Dian sat back on Ibra's side with her position slightly facing towards Ibra. He cupped his hands in front of his chin, as if pleading. "I beg you, forgive me! and ruju-"

"I'm sorry, but to refer. Especially now, I can't." Ibra. Ibra's heart is broken at this moment.

Dian's eye beads sparkled a little. "So, does that mean there's still hope for me to come back?" asked Dian while looking closely.

Ibra. "I don't know."

Dian's heart slipped back. But there is faith and hope, in case one day Ibra will return to him. Anyway .. talak that Ibra dropped just one. And it's likely they can re-refer.

"I'm going to talk to your mom and dad about this" Ibra continued.

Dian was silent for a moment. Then he took a deep breath, and then he exhaled very long. "alright. I accept your decision, because I'm sure you'll come back to me." With his bitter smile.

Ibra did not answer. He just tidied up his suit and was about to leave. His head was mumbling if he continued to be there.

"There's one request of mine right now," Dian said, her eyes staring expectantly.

"What?"

"I want to hug you, just a moment. Think of it as the last hug," Dian pinta while whining a little.

Without a second thought, Ibra agreed to Dian's request. Ibra stood up while nodding

Dian smiled. "Thank you?" dian said, he stood up and approached Ibra.

Dian immediately hugged Ibra very tightly. He buried his face in the chest of Ibra's field, tears fell back. With a hoarse voice Dian said. "I'm sorry, if all this time I haven't been a good wife to you. I was always negligent, not according to your words. I'm a selfish person who always wants to win by himself. But ... Believe me, my love is only for you. Nothing has changed a bit." Smashed again.

At first Ibra was silent, but in the end Ibra's hand rubbed Dian's back very gently.

Dian looks up. Both of his hands caressed Ibra's slightly hairy jaw. Their eyes met for a moment. "Can I kiss you one last time?" with such a close eye.

Dian brought her face closer and kissed Ibra's lips, which she thought was no rejection. Long time landed there, while the fingers lentiknya unbuttoned Ibra shirt one by one.

Ibra who had read where Dian was headed. But for a while he kept quiet first. Until it really caught its way.

Blake it!

Ibra Dian's chest pushed until sitting on the sofa. Directly Dian sat on Ibra's thigh and her hand rubbed something she hoped could wake up soon. But what Dian thought was not in accordance with reality.

In reality, Ibra jolted up and pushed Dian roughly. "Breaths. We're not husband and wife anymore, aware it's Dian?"

"You are evil, you pushed me," cried Dian who was sitting on the floor due to Ibra's hand.

"We're not a married couple anymore, so don't mess around anymore" said Ibra staring intently at Dian who was struggling to get up because of being squeezed between a chair and a table. Not to be helped to stand, even seen.

"But what's wrong, dear? once, one last time, please." Kayu Dian while opening her upper body part.

Ibra shook her head violently. "You're crazy Dian. It's crazy."

"Yes, I'm crazy and you're driving me crazy" Dian shouted as she clasped Ibra's body. He touched his neck, his ears. Even again his lips, Ibra again pushed Dian firmly. This time on his bed.

"We can't do that" Ibra said as she walked toward the door.

Quickly, Dian got down and chased after Ibra's steps. Then Dian knelt down hugging Ibra's legs from behind. Ibra closed her eyes firmly and sighed deeply.

"I beg you with all humility, forgive me and give me one more chance. At least, give your duty one last time," Dian sulked as she sobbed back in tears.

Hearing that, Ibra again shook her head. He thought Dian was really no longer able to compromise. Without a word, Ibra took off Dian's arms at her feet. Then rushed to leave Dian who finally sat down on the floor.

No matter with Dian who was screaming calling her name. Dian continued to screech, shouting for Ibra to return.

Brugh!

Ibra's door was slightly slammed shut. Ibra's step stopped when he saw Rika's mother sculpt not far from where she stood.

"Tomorrow, if Dian has moved, please clean the former room, sterilize. I will rarely come here. Unless there is important including meetings and meetings. If there's anything just call me or my wife, Laras." Ibra.

Bu Rika was dumbfounded, she was confused. What does all that mean. "Dian moved, bararti doesn't live here anymore?" thought mom Rika. "Eh ... But, Mr--"

"I go first, remember my message," Ibra said, cutting Rika's speech.

Bu Rica scratched his nape, confused by all this. His eyes continued to look at the back of the master until he could no longer see his shadow.

When he was close to his favorite car. Ibra reached into her pocket to pick up the car remote, then clicked until the door opened.

Edn ....

The delicate sound of the Ibra engine left the location of the menses. Time has shown puluk ten nights, boro-boro remember to eat. The stomach feels full without any intake coming in one bit.

Ibra's car continues to split the dark street that is decorated with lights on the edge. Race against other vehicles that happen to still pass by.

During the trip he kept remembering the decision he had taken against Dian. But even while daydreaming his eyes remain focused forward, driving well. A few time lapse. The car arrived and Susi immediately opened the gate.

"Night, Sir?" salute. Want it he said that Laras fever from the morning, and the hot afternoon just came down. But seeing Ibra's tangled face, Susi's intention was to ponder.

Ibra's steps accelerated into the house. In the living room, Ibra found her father and mother sitting back and watching television.

"Assalmu'alaikum, haven't slept, Pah, Mah?" greet Ibra while approaching and kissing her hands.

"Wa'alaikumus greetings, we don't think you're coming home tonight?" sahut ma'am Rahma looked at her disheveled-faced son.

"Yes, Papa thought you spent the night in the ministry tonight" added Mr. Marwan. Adding the words of the wife.

"Oh, no Pah, Mah. I'm going in first, right?" Ibra moved to her room.

Ms. Rahma and her husband exchanged glances, in her eyes implied a question or a sense of wonder. Will the attitude of the son that looks chaotic.

"Well, there's something going on" Marwan murmured, purging his coffee.

"What's up, Pah?" ask Rahma very slowly.

"No idea, Mah!" sahut, Mr. Marwan, shook his head.

Kreenees ....

Ibra mrmutar handle door he pushed in very slowly. Don't want to disturb those who are asleep, he thought. He entered after locking the door again, he saw the wife sleeping soundly. Ibra opened the suit and hung it on the spot. He approached his wife. "Met bobo dear."

Ibra was about to land a kiss on Laras' forehead but he paused. As he remembers, Laras likes to refuse to touch if he comes home from the ministry and asks to clean first. Finally Ibra just looked at the pretty face, then down into her stomach. He wanted to wipe it right now, then Ibra's feet went down to the floor. His steps were fixed to the bathroom, willing to soak in warm water. This can reduce the dizziness in the head due to problems today.

After being in the bathroom, he immediately entered the bahthub that he had previously filled with warm water. He raised his head and closed his eyes, reflecting on all the events in the Missions ....

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My readers all, today I can still force write and up. Although it feels more dizzy head, may you all be satisfied🙏