Mr. Ustadz I Love You

Divorce

"Emh." Ara woke up from her sleep, holding her head that felt dizzy.

"You're up, baby." a hoarse voice came from beside him. Ara turned her head to look sideways and was shocked half to death, her eyes widened wide looking at the man in front of her.

"Ha ! who are you ! This is where !" exclaiming Ara. The man smiled smirked. Ara then turned to look at herself, covering her mouth with her hands. Realized that she was only wearing underwear.

What really happened, Ara hit her head, trying to remember the incident she experienced.

Brakkkk

There was a noise from outside. Rafan's figure was already in front of Ara, clenching tightly his hands towards the man beside Ara, hitting him blindly.

"Mas Rafan is quite a mas ! he could die !" shouted Ara.

Ara's shout was ignored by Rafan who was still blindly beating.

"Fuck ! damn you ! how dare to play with my wife huh !" Rafan cursed while continuing to hit. The man had no intention of replying to Rafan's punch, he just smiled.

"Mas is enough !!"

Ara's shout stopped Rafan's activities.

Rafan turned to look at Ara, near his wife.

Plakk

A hard slap landed on Ara's cheek. Rafan's breath hunted, his chest rumbling withstanding his anger.

"Basic shameless you yes ! Here's how to appreciate your husband. You said you'd do it with me last night ! But now it's cool to play with that bastard huh !" exciting Rafa.

Ara's heart is breaking, it hurts so much. Only the first time he was slapped by a man who was so in love.

"Mas, I beg you this is not what you imagined."

"Enough Ra ! you don't lie anymore. So much is your desire to divorce from me. To the extent that you do such a heinous deed huh !"

"Mas please believe me. I, I don't know, how I got here. I'm in a fitnah mas." Ara tried to explain the truth, with tears already dripping.

Rafan threw his phone. Ara was shocked to see her picture in the carrying of a man.

"There must be a misunderstanding ! I went to the cafe with Hana mas, not that guy. Someone wants to slander me. I beg you to trust Ara mas."

"Don't reason bitch, you're the one who took me to the cafe and slept at this hotel. And you'll pay if you're satisfied." said the man who beat Rafan while wiping his bloody lips from Rafan's punch.

"Silence you jerk ! We don't know each other. I don't know who you are ! Don't try to slander !" sentak. "Please, I don't know who he is. Please believe me, mas. I can ask Hana if I don't believe it." Ara rubbed her hands in front of her chest begging Rafan to believe her.

Rafan was still staring annoyedly at Ara. His wife was no longer fully dressed, the aura of Ara that should only be seen by him. Now seen and probably also already seen by male bastards who only use shorts.

"You don't slander Hana huh ! How could he go to the cafe with you. He's in Australia right now !" rafan shouted in flames.

"It's Ra, you should be able to talk to me if you want to get divorced soon. Don't betray my love and trust in you."

Ara's heart really hurt, not believing that Rafan would not believe her and instead trust another woman.

"Mas," Ara squeezed out the blanket covering her body, her tears continuing to flow out of pain.

"I'll divorce you." said Rafan.

Deg

Ara bowed in lethargy, Rafan wanted to divorce himself. "Mas I beg you," for the umpteenth time Ara pleaded, hoping that Rafan would believe her.

"You take it easy, I'll take care of our divorce as soon as possible. And I'm getting married to Hana. That's what you want, I'm married to Hana and you can be free to play with other men." With wide strides Rafan left Ara without even looking at her.

Ara was unable to say anything more. His lips were stiff, his tears did not stop flowing so hard. Should Ara be happy that Rafan will soon marry Hana, it means that Rafan can have offspring. But, what about his marriage to Rafan. It has to end tragically like this.

Ara squeezed back the blanket that wrapped around her body. Crying lamenting his unfortunate fate. The bastard had left Ara alone.

What wrong. Why would anyone slander me like this. O Allah, forgive your weak servant.

Weakly Ara grabbed her clothes scattered on the floor then put them on. His body was lunglai, Ara hit her thigh hard. Regretting his despicable actions.

"Armghh !" ara's scream echoed in the room.