Marriage Ends in Love.

CHAPTER 74 THIS LOVE HURTS ME

I walked towards the lobby of this flower shop by hiding my right hand inside the hijab. It looks like Tama at the door is waiting for me.

"Please stop praising the woman in the car. Not because of me, but because there's a Mak e. Almost 2 years we were married I know you don't lie if that woman is great in her field. I know you mas even though it turns out I was behind your innocent face. Let's go over there and see if the doctor you're saying is really good mas'."

Just how many steps I walked left the Tama mas but I stopped and continued to make a sound.

"And if indeed later I deign Mak to be cared for by him and he is able to heal Mak e then my talak and immediately take care of our divorce" without looking at the Tama mas behind me, I hurried to walk away from Mas Tama and got into the car.

I carved my smile to see Mak e in the car. I hope you don't know my conversation with Mas Tama just now. And my mood is currently in turmoil.

Mas Tama opened the car and put a bouquet of flowers into the chair next to him. Started driving back, no chatter all the way. My left hand holds Mak's right hand.

Suddenly mas Tama suddenly stopped driving a car on the side of the road that still looks crowded.

"Ciiittt's...."

"Astaghfirullah...." I hugged Mak e tightly even though we were both wearing seat belts, but our bodies were slightly pushed forward when Mas Tama stopped the car suddenly.

"Ran... What blood is Ran?" Mas Tama now turned towards me after she opened the seatbelt that was on her body.

I was shocked because my mind was not here and I did not pay attention as well, I was shocked because my tosca green hijab was seen blood spots that were quite a lot but not to drip. After I looked towards the stomach there were some blood spots also on my robe.

Mas Tama got out of the car and opened the door of the car next to me. Mas Tama pulled my right hand which I had hidden behind my hijab. I tried to hold my hand to stay inside the hijab.

This was the first time during my marriage that Tama was rude to my physique. He pulled my right hand so hard that it was clear that blood was coming out of the fingers of my right hand. Some are dry but still look wet in the day part of the thumb and index finger.

"Ran... This is why?" I'm silent not answering Tama's questions because I don't want you to know what happened in the store.

Mas Tama opened my seatbelt and pulled my hand out of the car. Then he opened the front door and told me to get in the seat next to the wheel but he moved the bouquet of flowers to the back of the car.

After closing the door, Tama got into the car. It looks like there's a P3K box in his hand. Mas Tama pulled back the hand I had saved behind my hijab.

"Here we go" I just kept quiet and stared blankly at the windshield. Either because there's Mak e or I'm satisfied crying in the bathroom. Now I just feel empty, helpless, and sad.

I feel like there's a warm droplet on my wrist. I looked towards Mas Tama and saw this man crying. Something very rare happened to Tama. Seen her deep, heavy breaths after she finished bandaging my hands. And the sobbing of the man sounded with a bowed face looking at my palm which had been wrapped in gauze.

"I'm sorry Ran, I'm sorry.... Mas didn't mean to hurt you." he said softly and kissed my right hand.

"Mas promised not to leave you for any woman, You are the angel of heaven that God sent for mas" mas Tama raised his face and looked at me with a sad face and regret.

"No need to promise if you can't keep it, no need to promise if it will only hurt" I said before getting out of the car and Back sitting next to Mak e. I put my seat belt back on.

I looked towards Mak e. Mak e stared at me with a face that looked half her lips lifted due to the stroke Mak e suffered. Mak e's right hand also looks gripped and stiff.

"Sir, sure you want to treat in a place that mas Tama mean? Are you sure of the doctor you mean?" I was trying to figure out what decision I made before arriving at the clinic of the therapist I was referring to.

"Well.u....." Mak painstakingly took out those two words, seeing Mak e nod his head and blink his eyes.

I hugged Mak e with my left hand.

"Continue mas, my decision is still the same at the flower shop earlier." I looked forward and deliberately I stared at the rearview and our gazes met in the rearview. I stared intently at Mas Tama but the man looked at me with the remains of tears and a sad look.

I threw my eyes to the right and stared out the window. I felt disgusted, I wished all this was just a dream but impossible. I wish this was April Fool's, but it's not April.

Today the greeting of a middle-aged female Mathematics teacher my teaching friend at a private High School yesterday is evident.

"Be careful buk Kirana, the man sometimes steady at home not necessarily outside. Those men are sometimes kind, good behavior turns out to cover up his depraved behavior outside. I'm tricked mas Amir because of his outside service, know his crazy playing with his office friends almost 2 years."

I shed tears in silence and still stared to the right. Because I don't want Mak e to see. Wanting me to endure yet helpless, these tears represented the mood.

It appears we have entered a very large house for me. Mas Tama parked his vehicle in front of the house. I was still staring out and looking at the house.

Naturally if maybe my husband still loves the woman, his home which is at once the place of practice is as grand as this, surely the woman is rich, beautiful and certainly worth accompanying mas Tama. Suddenly my heart shrinks to get out of the car, some kal meet business partner mas Tama sometimes make me quite inferior but this time I will meet ex-boyfriend mas Tama.

It is seen that Tama has been waiting to open the door next to Mak e and hold Mak e, then put Mak e on a wheelchair.

Then go back to the door and look at me.

"Let's Ran we've been waiting, we're in first. Whatever your decision after meeting with him mas will approve it. Today I'm so happy to have a wife of Soleha, I'm sure you did something with your hands, because you felt guilty for slapping them. Then mas will do the same to the lips of this mas, if our decision after meeting the woman who loved it will again hurt you."

Mas Tama closed the door and was seen pushing Mak e's wheelchair and was right next to me.

"Let me just push the mas, you get a gift at the florist's shop for the doctor. I grabbed Mak e's wheelchair handle.

My mind goes back to monologuing in my heart.

"Whatever the decision of Rana Mak, rest assured that it is best for Rana, Mak e and the two people who love each other Mak. Although Rana married End in love with mas Tama, but now that love hurt Rana Mak...."