My House At the Edge of the Cliff

Chapter 55 Ended

The job is not much as usual, just monitor the restaurant and check some documents. A lot of free time that he had until finally his mind floated just like that, going to meet Atu who could not stop his crying.

There was a deep sense of guilt in the girl, in fact she could never be cruel to Ayu after knowing her background.

But back all for the sake of the wholeness of his household that was being built back, knowing the nature of Zahira he felt lucky no big commotion that happened.

Now his heart was completely indecisive, haunted by the guilt that drowned him in agony.

Tok Tok Tok Tok Tok Tok Tok

The knock on the door awakened him, fixing the way he sat in the door knocker to enter.

"Excuse me sir, this is a package for the father" said the employee.

Pras received a large brown envelope, curious that he immediately opened it after telling his employees to leave.

The large envelope apparently contained a paper, when Pras read it immediately frowned loudly. Without a word he took the paper away with him, meeting the person who had sent it.

"Zahira!" the screams were as soon as they got home.

Zahira knew this was bound to happen, casually approaching with a cup of tea on the table.

"What's this?" pras asked while showing the paper.

"You can read, right?" reply Zahira.

"Why are you doing this? aren't we all right?" ask Pras.

Zahira immediately gave a sharp look, full of accusations for all the mistakes Pras had done.

"If I had an affair and slept with a man, would you forgive me?" asked Zahira coldly.

"So it's Ayu's problem, didn't you say we started all over again? I left him like you wanted!" pras.

"I did say all that, but that doesn't mean I can forgive you."

"So this is what you want? you want us to get divorced?" tanya Pras was full of emotions.

"Yes!" sahut Zahira is firm.

"Okay, from this moment on I'm chopping you up!."

Deghs

Somehow Zahira felt his heart was troubled, immediately he remembered the figure of Pras that made him fall in love. A Man who gives her the strength to continue facing the world, which gives her the perfection of being a woman.

There was one tear of regret from him, not for the decision he had taken but for the destiny that required him to go through all these trials.

As soon as Pras signed the divorce papers Zahira chose to return to Fatimah's mother's house, he told her what he had been through.

His father was furious, of course, to Prasa who had wasted his daughter. While the mother lovingly embraced and gave her full support.

"Mother is right" said Zahira in his arms.

"It turns out that living in a household is not easy, I realize I'm too young to bear this ordeal."

"It's not like that, baby" said the mother.

"Although you are young when you decide to get married but if you want to strengthen each other then the marriage will last, mother does not blame you because as a woman mother was very hurt for Pras' betrayal, Pras said, but that's how life is. Because the household is the longest worship, the devil will try hard to break the halal bond, now everything has happened. You better get closer to God, admit all your mistakes and ask forgiveness from the Creator."

Long Zahira pondered, the days after he held the status of widow were not easy either. Many gossip from neighbors just because he was caught coming home at night, even though he just finished taking care of the restaurant that is now his.

Although quite disturbing but this time he did not want to follow the word people, the last time he was affected by the gossip it all became a mess.

A few months later an invitation letter came, it was from Kiki and Dimas who were hosting their wedding party.

As friends of Zahira certainly came, giving congratulations and prayers so that they are always given happiness.

"I heard you were the guardian of marriage for Kiki," Zahira told Fariz, who was sitting right next to her.

"Mm, um who asked so I can't refuse."

"Pulse... Za, I just heard from Kiki about your divorce. I hope that in the future whatever problems you face you will talk to me" Pinta Fariz.

"No Riz, from now on all the problems will be told to my husband."

"Then make me halal for you" said Fariz, who made Zahira look at him.

Zahira caught the sincerity in those eyes as well a feeling that had long been pent up, unfortunately he was not ready for a new life.

"Sorry Riz, I want to improve my relationship with God first. There have been so many sins I've committed, I need time."

"It's okay, all the years I've been waiting for you so it doesn't matter if I have to wait a few more years" said Fariz sincerely.

"Why are you so loyal? I'm sure I'm not the only woman in your life" asked Zahira, not understanding.

"There were a lot, a few times I've had a relationship but it all just ended. Maybe my soul mate is you and my story has to wait" he said casually.

Zahira just shook his head with a smile, it is really possible that in the end he will be devastated and receive a proposal Fariz but not in the near future.

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A few months earlier.

The feeling of anger, disappointment, sadness and abandonment made Pras take a firm decision. He actually agreed to the divorce until he finally hated being the only feeling left behind, let alone finding that all assets belonged to Zahira.

Did not accept because he felt he was entitled immediately he also filed a lawsuit, the seizure of assets was inevitable until it had to go to the courtroom.

It took at least two meetings until finally the judge decided to divide the assets equally, however, even though the money used was Zahira's work but Pras took part in the management.

After both sides agreed on the decision of judge Pras officially holds the status of an established widower, but it was unexpected that Zahira was more clever than he expected.

A few weeks later the restaurant he managed had decreased to almost bankrupt, there was no choice Pras had to sell his restaurant to cover the debt.

It was unexpected that the person who bought the restaurant was Zahira, after changing the name of the restaurant somehow suddenly the place became crowded.

Now the only thing Pras has is a car that he uses to find another job, his destiny then leads to Ayu.

Keeping his embarrassment in Pras's pocket knocked on the door, it took a few seconds until Ayu finally opened it.

Seeing Pras standing right behind his door Ayu was quite shocked, but then he could understand what was happening.

"Let me guess, your ex-wife must have managed to get all the gono gini treasures" he said.

"You...know where?" pras asked in wonder.

"A few weeks ago there was an officer who confiscated your car and some of your gift items as evidence of an affair, I immediately found out what happened and finally found out you were separated."

Hearing that Pras tears suddenly dripped, he cried bitterly in front of Ayu.

"I didn't know Zahira was that cruel, but he was guilty. He left me out of the country when I banned him, still he went and accused me of not being a good husband. With the heart he left Anisa who was a child, even though I tried hard. Every money he sent me I used it only for Anisa and built a restaurant like the one she asked for, but in the end she still wanted a divorce after telling me to leave you. If I knew this would eventually I wouldn't be cruel to you" Pras explained in his sobs.

Atu who had accompanied Pras and knew how he struggled in developing the business was certainly irritated, he did not understand how Zahira could become a heartless woman.

"I just came to apologize, that's if you'd forgive."

Ayu was stunned, for a moment she stared at the man of her dreams until it ended in her arms.

"Mas, from this moment on there will be nothing to stand in our way. From this second I'll be your legal wife, we'll be together right?" tanyakanya.

"Well... You... still want to accept me?" pras asked in shock.

"Even though you are the husband of the person and I have to bear the insults because the status of the actor I do not care, then now when there is no longer a barrier between us why should I stay away from you?" reply Ayu.

"Well, I love you" Pras whispered, replying to the close embrace.

Ironic right? but that's what always happens, when one relationship is separated then each will tell the bad is not the good.

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