
"What is this man doing in your house? you're still Andre's wife! and you dare to bring this man into the house at night!" Sakti comes along, she is really angry when she sees Dimas at Ana's house, she points at Dimas's face directly.
"hey! watch what you say!" Dimas brushed off the index finger that was pointing at his face.
"what if he's in my house at night?" Ana said in a relaxed tone and then came forward to get Dimas behind her, not wanting to bring Dimas into his complicated household problems.
"not that young master is also often in the pulukan women at night, even then we have not divorced,"
Andre widened his eyes to hear the words of his wife, he did not expect there would be an incident, it turns out that however he explained, the incident still greatly made his wife misunderstand him.
"hear! Ana! I told you it was a misunderstanding!" Andre is still trying to explain.
"already! my house! it's best that the young master doesn't look for trouble here, let alone the situation here doesn't seem worthy of existence, you! you better go," Ana turned around to go back inside the house.
"Ana, if I go, then this guy has to go!"
Ana stopped walking and turned back.
"i'm going or not it's none of your business!" Dimas replied before following Ana walking in.
"she is my wife! I deserve it for him! you better go!" Andre spoke in a firm and cold tone.
"hey! wife?..." Dimas sneered.
"Di" Ana stopped Dimas' speech which would make the dispute longer.
"Sir, this is my house, you better go!"
"Let's! tell me! what's the connection between you?" Andre raised his tone, he was really very angry when Ana was more on his side than him.
This was the second time her husband had used such a high tone on her, her heart still hurt.
"then what if I have a relationship with him???? you have no right to regulate who I relate to!!!" Ana did not want to lose, she also spoke in a tone no less high.
"Let's! I am your husband! no one is more worthy of you than me!" Andre still uses a high note.
"enough! we do have a relationship! you satisfied???? now, can you go!!! GOIII!!!!" Ana shouted out loudly, she could no longer argue with her husband. Andre widened his eyes he could not believe what he had just heard, Ana claimed to be back in touch with her ex. His heart ached, it hurt, he really didn't expect it to come out of his wife's mouth directly. The photos he saw turned out to be true, Andre weakened his gaze.
"Ana, do you still love her?" Andre asked in a low and trembling voice.
Ana lowered her head, she tried to hold back her tears, and tried to normalize her voice.
"yes," he answered briefly, only one word could he say, if more were to be his voice would sound more and more unstable. Andre turned his wheelchair, though,
"alright, let's get divorced," the sentence escaped from her husband's lips made Ana widen her eyes, she had already prepared for the divorce first, but when the word divorce came out of her husband's lips straight away, that feels more painful. Andre walked away from his wife's residence, Sakti faithfully pushing his wheelchair. They were getting further away from her sight, Ana lowered her face, her tears were unbearable, still always painful.
"Ma..." Dimas called out to Ana carefully, making Ana realize that someone else was nearby. Ana did not speak she turned around and ran in and locked herself in the room. The Tia tea standing in front of the door was not even noticed by Ana. Crying again, that was all he could do to reduce the tightness in his chest.
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Prangs!
Everything in the house was gathered in front of Andre's study, including the art of those who were worried about the state of his master. After Andre returned from Ana's home, she locked herself in her study, at first everything looked fine, until shortly there was a cry of Andre who was restrained from inside the room also heard the sound of some broken items.
"Mas! Mas,,, Mas! open the door," Weni banged on the door of the study, she was afraid of anything happening to Andre.
While Andre who was inside did not pay attention to his injured hand because of the scattered glass fragments. Andre cried out all that was burdensome to his heart all this time, sick, claustrophobic all he output. Andre cried out in tears regardless of the person outside who kept knocking on the door of his room. Really he loved his wife so much he really did not expect his wife would still keep her ex in his heart. Everything that happened between them was only limited because they were electric husbands, was there really no name in his wife's heart?!
Bugh! bough's! bough's!
Andre punched the wall many times, blood began to drip from between his fingers.
"Mas! please, open the door..." Weni whined, many times she asked that Andre open the door. Until Weni finally cried at the door, her legs limp no longer able to support her weight, she sagged sitting on the floor crying. Sakti just fell silent and leaned her body behind the side wall of Andre's den door, she could understand what Andre was doing. She also understood Weni's concern for her brother, but she still did not allow Weni to forcibly open the door of Andre's study using the spare key. Andre needs time for himself, he needs privacy to vent his heart.
"Sir, I'll help you get to the room, okay?!" Bi Mirna faithfully waited beside her mistress, although many times Weni brushed Bi Mirna's hand away while trying to help her to get up but it was her duty to accompany her employer and always be ready when needed.
"let's just, Bi, oiya mami hasn't come home yet, Bi?"
"yet, Mas" replied bi Mirna.
"Auntie, just go down, Weni let me take care of it,"
"well, Mas," bi Mirna spoke while embracing the body, then turned around and passed as the host requested.
Weni still sobbed, she still banged on the door even though her hands were already sore and weak.
"Mas, I beg you, open the door," Weni spoke on her sobs. Many times the sound of very terrible sounds made Weni not stop crying, until finally Ambar's mother came.
"What's this?"
"mommy..."
"Weni, what's wrong?" mami Ambar squatted down and hugged her daughter's body, Weni wept increasingly louder in the arms of Ambar's mother.
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