Mrs Yolanda's Driver

Rejection of Mr. Abraham

"No! I don't want to divorce you, Yolanda. Do you think I don't know the plan you've prepared? You want to marry that lowly guy, don't you? It's not that easy, Yolanda. I am not in this prison of my will either. I was not involved in Rahmad's death at all. My lawyer will definitely succeed in finding the evidence and freeing me from this place. You can't take this matter as an excuse to sue for divorce. Until I don't want to divorce you!" sir Abraham shouted with blazing emotion. Even he himself was not ready to accept the bad reality now that new problems had come.

Mr. Abraham threw the divorce papers he was supposed to sign on the floor. The man was so angry that he would not look at Madam Yolanda again. The police who were there just kept quiet to see what happened.

"That's your choice. You have the right to refuse it. But my decision is already unanimous. I still want to be separated from you. This isn't all because of Otis. Not because of your status in prison. But because I'm not ready to accept men who've slept with other women. I haven't looked at my husband's face since. The shadow of that woman always bothered my mind. Plus you guys have kids. Pregnant women, right? I also know that you've dumped that woman overseas with the child in her womb. I hope you don't forget the mistakes you've made." Failing to sign Mr. Abraham, Lady Yolanda decided to leave immediately. He picked up his bag lying on the table. Mr. Abraham immediately held the hand of Lady Yolanda and looked at the woman with teary eyes.

"Didn't you promise not to leave me, Yolanda. Why did you decide to leave me when I was like this. I'm really helpless. Need you. You're the only woman I love so much. There is no other woman in this heart. Please believe me" said Mr. Abraham with a pleading face. He doesn't care about his pride. Whatever he'll do to keep his wife.

"If you really love me you should be happy to see me happy. It's not good to see me suffer. From here it's clear that you don't really love me." Lady Yolanda forcibly withdrew her hand to escape Mr. Abraham's.

"I really, really love you Yolanda. Don't you know that. How could I give up all the wealth I had earned so hard for a woman. If it wasn't for me loving her so much. Why do you still doubt it." Abraham continued to fight.

"You must also not forget that the property you have also intervened from me. So don't say as if I don't have a penny!"

Mr. Abraham nodded with a small smile. The man was at a loss for words when arguing with Madame Yolanda. "But whatever the reason I don't agree if we should get divorced. There are many other solutions."

"Excuse me!" pamit Madame Yolanda before stepping away from Mr. Abraham. The woman looks very upset. His steps were very fast and his head was down. Both of her hands were squeezing the dress she was wearing at the time. He was tired of seducing Mr. Abraham. I don't know what else she could use to get divorced from her husband.

"Yolanda, what's going on? Why are you so moody?" otis asked who had been waiting for Madame Yolanda near the exit. The man deliberately did not go inside because he did not want to make things worse. If Mr. Abraham finds out he is there too then he can do everything in his power to hurt Mrs Yolanda.

"He won't sign the divorce papers. How now. What do we do?" lady Yolanda asked as she looked at Otis face deeply. "I want to marry you soon. I want to be your wife soon."

"It's too sudden for Mr. Abraham. He needs time to decide. I'm sure as time goes by he can accept all these realities" Otis replied with confidence.

"You sure it will be like that. What if for years she still didn't want to sign the divorce papers?"

"This is our lawyer's job. They know better than we think. Now come follow me. I want to take you somewhere and make you a lot quieter there." Otis linked their ten fingers.

"Where?" ask Lady Yolanda confused.

"Dear surprise," whispered the friendly Otis. The man grabbed Madam Yolanda's waist and led her towards the car. Occasionally Otis kissed Madam Yolanda's cheeks. The man seemed not to be embarrassed anymore to spread his affection together with the master. Although now the status of her employer is still officially the wife of Mr. Abraham.

Inside the police station, Mr. Abraham has not yet returned to custody. The man still wants to meet with the lawyer who takes care of his case. With her hands firmly clenched she looked at her lawyer to charge for an explanation.

"Whatever way I don't want to get divorced from Yolanda. I love her so much. I don't want her to marry Otis. I don't want him to belong to another man" said Mr. Abraham solemnly.

"I'll help you Sir. I hope you can be much calmer for now. We have to focus on the main problem that keeps you in jail. After you escape the law, we will think again about how to defend Mrs Yolanda so as not to divorce you. If only Mrs Yolanda didn't have a good reason she wouldn't have been able to divorce you" the lawyer replied confidently.

"But Yolanda is a smart woman. He never wants to lose."

"I've brought some evidence. Hopefully, this evidence will ease your punishment. Because getting out of here is hard. Because your fingerprints were found at the scene."

"Actually who's the son of a bitch who dared to trap me like this. Though I also really appreciate Rahmad as my subordinate. It never took a single moment in my mind to trap him let alone kill him. I really believe in him."

"The answer is clear sir. The one who wants to trap you is the one who really wants to see you suffer. But at the scene of the incident only found your fingerprints on a handkerchief. Someone could have taken your handkerchief and put it on the scene. I will try to get all the evidence together. But you should not discuss the issue of divorce first for now. I'll try to talk to Mrs Yolanda's lawyer. I hope they will understand your current condition."

Mr. Abraham could not speak any more than bow down. At the moment his condition is really bad. The birth mother he had is gone. The treasure he had been looking for all this time was also in the name of Yolanda. Although some of the assets he still kept and on behalf of his personal but still the treasure could not help him out of this police station.

Not yet the problem of one that is finished now precisely Mr. Abraham must be faced with the reality of the wife who wants to sue for divorce because she wants to marry another man. It's really painful. Even many times the heartache he had given to Madame Yolanda.

"This karma is too instant I get" murmured Mr. Abraham inwardly.

...***...

"What is this place Otis. Why do you like taking me to strange places?" asked Madam Yolanda while paying attention to the circumstances around.

Madam Yolanda blushed in embarrassment at Otis' words. He felt very appreciated at the time. The woman embraced Otis' arm spoiledly and looked at him with a sad face. "Thank you Otis. You always have a way to make my heart happy. I never regretted deciding to marry you."

Otis landed a brief kiss on Mrs Yolanda's nose before returning to focus on the pace of her car. The man had to drive his car at a slow speed because now they began to enter the hollow road.

"Handle, Yolanda. Because after this there's no good way anymore." Otis looked at Madam Yolanda with a smile. He knew what Madame Yolanda was thinking now. That woman must have kept swearing in annoyance.

Yolanda moved away from Otis' body and immediately held on. The woman looked at the front road with such a serious look. You can imagine what if the car they were riding in was damaged. Madam Yolanda was unwilling to set foot on such a muddy path. Just imagining it makes him disgusted.

Otis stopped his car in front of a narrow alley. The man read again the name of the alley he was about to enter on foot. While Mrs Yolanda looks busy paying attention to the circumstances around.

"Otis, are you sure this is the place?" Madame Yolanda looked doubtful.

"really. It's his alley's name." Otis looked at Yolanda's face. "We're gonna get into that alley on foot."

"With this appearance?" Madam Yolanda pointed at her appearance for now. There was actually nothing wrong with the clothes that Mrs Yolanda was wearing back then. But for Otis' class, the woman's short clothes were too tacky. And Otis was sure that when Lady Yolanda came down and went into the alley there would be many eyes looking at her for praising her beauty.

"You can use this shirt and this jacket." Otis glanced at Madam Yolanda's smooth thigh that was exposed just like that. That's really a big deal that shouldn't be allowed to happen. "Did you bring a change of clothes, Yolanda?"

"Why didn't you tell me we were going to a place like this. If I had known from the beginning I would have gone to a boutique to buy clothes. How now. Is there a boutique nearby?"

"It doesn't seem to exist." Otis was silent for a moment while thinking about the right solution to their current problem.

"You're not wearing pants?"

"Nuts!" as Lady Yolanda said with a shy face. "What do you mean by asking like that?"

"I mean this shirt and jacket are long enough. Maybe if you wear it up to the knee. What's behind that dress you're wearing shorts?"

"Of course," replied Mrs Yolanda quickly.

"OKAY. It seems like no more trouble. Quickly wear this shirt and jacket. We'll be right down." Otis wants to go out of the car and let Madame Yolanda change clothes. Not yet had the man step out his legs suddenly Madam Yolanda already pulled her arms tight.

"Stay here because I don't want to be left alone."

"But-" Otis could no longer continue his sentence when Madame Yolanda had already opened the dress she was wearing just like that.

"Don't peek at me Otis because we're not legal husband and wife yet!" threaten Madame Yolanda while looking intently at Otis' face.

Otis immediately turned his gaze away. But the man saw it earlier. He even enjoyed such a beautiful view. Plays his tongue in his mouth. He was really worried about his girlfriend.

"Your body is much whiter than your hands and feet, Yolanda," ledek Otis still with his head tilted.

Madam Yolanda threw the dress that had been perfectly detached from her body towards Otis. "Use that dress to close your eyes!" the Order of Lady Yolanda.

Otis took down the dress that had blocked his view. The man inhaled the scent of Woody still lingering in Madam Yolanda's dress. His mind drifted far away just by inhaling the scent of the woman's body alone. To the extent that he was interested in looking at what was happening beside him. Without any more fear Otis looked at Madame Yolanda who was still not finished wearing clothes.

"I told you not to peek!" shouted Madame Yolanda.

"I didn't peek but I saw my future wife wearing clothes."

"MISS!"