My House At the Edge of the Cliff

Chapter 44 Decision

For a long time he looked at his reflection in the mirror, seeing so many shortcomings that he had and advantages that Ayu had. After seeing Ayu's face in the photo taken by Sarah how instantaneous the world seemed to make fun of her, even the air seemed reluctant to approach her so crowded she felt.

Since then since the various photos arrived at his phone crying immediately broke and did not want to stop, even though Zahira had exhausted her tears still wailing bitterly.

Then a bitter smile suddenly appeared as he remembered Sarah's story about their friend who experienced this, how it turned out that the world was very cruel to women.

"Dek... I went home. " cried Pras surprised him.

Chequelek

The door was opened, and Pras was in a mess as usual when he came home from work. But what Zahira saw was how Ayu's hand stroked all of that to chaos.

"Why is your grandfather? ko mas call me not to answer!" ask Pras.

Zahira did not want to say, his heart was too hurt so there was no word he could say.

"Why you?" pras asked again now while approaching and stroking his hair.

Zahira brushed off the hand, unwilling to be touched by the hand that had embraced the other woman's affection. He was too disgusted to even want to get close or see Pras, without caring about him Zahira went up to the bed.

Of course Pras is confused by Zahira's cold attitude, their whole household if there is a problem Zahira will grumble nonstop instead of breaking down.

Feeling uncomfortable Pras continued to seduce and persuade Zahira to talk, until after many things he did Zahira just said "I'm not feeling well, all my body aches and pains so please leave me alone."

Pras finally relented, letting go as Zahira said. He himself was tired so easily fall asleep, while Zahira continued to look at Pras with anger that did not subside.

Cring

On that blind night Zahira was quite strange because of a message that came in, but when he saw it from Sarah immediately he went out to reciprocate messages.

"Your husband is home?" ask Sarah in the message.

"It."

"Now that you know everything, what are you going to do?"

"Of course, I'm definitely angry and disappointed but that's all I can feel right now."

"I will not interfere in your personal matters, but I was once in your position and the step I took was divorce. If he's been having an affair then in the future he'll keep doing it, no word stop."

Zahira is very confused, quite afraid to read the reality experienced by Sarah.

"I can't decide now, getting divorced is not easy" Zahira replied.

"It's up to you, what if I investigate deeper? once you know everything you can decide later."

"Alright, I'm asking you for your help once again."

"I see, now your job is to perform a show. Don't let your husband know that you already know about his affair, be normal as always."

The conversation ended, Zahira let out a long sigh. It was easy to talk but he knew it would be difficult to play in front of Pras after all this. Even so he would still try, he started by preparing breakfast as usual.

"Not yet, my body still hurts. But I can't let you go to work on an empty stomach" said Zahira, forcing a smile.

"Oh my goodness, I can buy it later on the road, so you can rest in the room!" exclaim Pras forcing.

Usually Zahira would be devastated by the attention of Pras, but now he felt sick and disgusted to want to vomit.

Remember Sarah's words that required her to perform, she nodded with a smile, followed Pras' orders and let him enjoy the breakfast.

The thing that he now hated the most but had to endure was when Pras kissed his forehead with a friendly, immediately imagined how Pras also kissed Ayu.

After Pras said goodbye, he immediately washed his face, cleaned his Pras adipaning kiss until he felt clean.

Back tears just swayed on the cheeks, an uncomfortable feeling made his legs feel floated.

Slowly he walked and looked at every room in his house, he realized that the house was amazingly beautiful and comfortable.

Honey, the hard-earned house in the wake is actually at the end of the abyss. Ready to fall as the decision he took to step, may remain intact above the abyss but will only look beautiful from far away.

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Wanting to run away from the problems that exist Zahira decided to go to Kiki's house, this time he did not want to vent but just a regular visit.

But when Kiki got there, he was gone, only Fariz was there.

"Hi Anisa. "greet Fariz to little princess Zahira.

Anisa smiled shyly, like a girl who was withered on a young man. It made Zahira's heart amused to be unable to hold back laughter, finally Zahira let Fariz invite to play Anisa.

Really Fariz is very good at playing with small children, Anisa made it sticky to him to not want to part.

"Your room isn't in Za's mosquito net?" fariz asked while staring at the red spots on Anisa's hand.

"No, why?" ask Zahira.

"Kasian you know Anisa in mosquito bites, you should put a mosquito net. Especially now in the rainy season, it could be bad if Anisa got DHF."

Zahira nodded slowly, not expecting Fariz to be so attentive to a child. For some reason, when he began to realize Fariz's all-purpose concern for kindness, he suddenly felt remorse for treating Fariz improperly.

"Sorry" Zahira said suddenly.

"What?" fariz asked not to listen.

"Many of my words have offended you, I shouldn't have to be that harsh."

"It's okay, it's me who should apologize for being outrageous. I should have known my limits" Fariz replied.

Zahira smiled, grateful to have Fariz as a friend from long ago to now.