My Talaq!

A Miss

The steps of a handsome man with a cross-faced Turkish, Indo, so hastily ran want to hurry home to meet his woman. He smiled, bringing his favorite food to the woman he loved.

"Dee, Mas's home. Bring you your favorite sweet martabak."

The man hastily opened the room that they often occupy impatiently wanted to meet his woman. Because usually in this afternoon hours Diana is always in the shower and she likes to tease him.

"Dee, where are you? Must be a shower, huh?" she tried to find Diana in the bathroom. However, he did not find it.

Degs...

Zio instantly realized everything. Realizing that he was just hallucinating if his wife was still in their residence. A simple house that leaves a million memories and wounds simultaneously.

A house where many memories are carved beautifully full of laughter, joyful cheerfulness is created there. The house where being a silent witness to the ugliness of Zio in treating Diana, the wife who turned out she loved.

Zio, slowly kept the martabak he carried on the mattress. His chest felt tight considering that togetherness again. His eyes were spread out to every corner of the room. Almost all places touched by Diana, almost in every corner of the room both often make out to do anything.

Zio held onto his chest that was throbbing pain when recalling every one of those wonderful memories.

"Hahaha Geez, amused. Don't tickle my stomach hahaha, my goodness."

"No one will forgive me before you give a bonus sun home from work."

"Yes, yes, will I give it to you?"

The shadow crossed his mind as well. How she seduced Diana hoping to get an afternoon kiss after she came home from teaching and ended up sweating a blanket wrapped in sweat.

Zio rubbed the mattress, rubbed his pillow, then pulled the pillow and immediately hugged it.

"Diana baby, do you miss you? Where did you go? Why losing you is so excruciating. I miss you, Dee. Mas love you, Mas want to be with you," said Zio clutched tightly to the pillow that Diana often slept on.

Tears dripping down his pillow. It's been a week since Diana's disappearance, Zio's not necessarily headed. Loss of appetite, loss of passion for life, loss of cheerfulness and turned into cold men untouched and sometimes never smile.

He continued to dissolve in regret. The regret of where she had to lose Diana for all eternity. Regretful for her attitude, regret only realized her feelings after Diana had completely left her with memories.

After spending time in their room, Zio again stood down the other place while hugging the fragrant aroma that smelled on the pillow held. The intoxicating aroma belonged to the wife.

Her steps came to a halt at the window, where she and Diana once looked up at the sky together.

"Mas, I call you Mas Danu, yes. I don't want to call Zio or Fakhri."

"Why? People often call me Zio. If Fakhri doesn't, it's probably because it's my parents' name."

Diana smiled sweetly looking sincerely at her husband's shady eyes. She leaned her head against Danu's chest while enjoying the beautiful night sky with her arms wrapped tightly around her husband's waist.

"Danu is my favorite name for you. Danu in Javanese means light, I want to make you the light of my life to illuminate my every step and God willing to be the light to the Jannah of Allah. I want to call you different from others so that the call is not the same. Only I can call you Danu, no one else."

Danu hugged Diana's body, kept her chin over Diana's head while enjoying the warmth of her body.

"Yes, you can call me Danu as you want."

Again the sweet shadow again flashed as tears dripped in the eyes. Zio let out a heavy breath, he kept the pillow he was hugging to where it was coming from.

Drrr... Drrr...

"Hello, yes Pah. What what?"

"Where are you now, huh? on campus there's a cop looking for you. Now you're here, manhunt!" fakhri's resolute voice made Zio wonder what events had happened?

"Yes, Zio is there right now." He also went from there in a state of chaotic face as he felt.

For the first time he set foot again on campus after one week of not teaching. Again and again the shadow of Diana continued to wander in his mind. The shadow in which the wife asked for clarification about the images circulating but she did not clarify and instead accused Diana of being a cheap woman.

His heart was getting sicker, his chest was tight, the wound he had given Diana was so outrageous that it left the wound gaping and ended with a word of REGRET.

Upon arrival at the campus have many pairs of eyes that look at him and wonder Why is there a police officer to look for a handsome authoritative lecturer has a million charms that? What problems are being faced until involving a police officer.

Zio watched them all and then his eyes saw the papa who was standing wrapped his hands on his chest while staring intently full of intimidation.

This week Fakhri also intervened himself to the campus to find out what happened there during his son's teaching. Zio's identity as the son of the owner of the university is still hidden no one knows.

"That's the guy, get him, sir!" the man who had once quarreled with Zio pointed at him.

Zio, he did not understand and then asked them for an explanation.

"What's this about? Why do I want to be arrested? What's my fault?" Setu Zio wondered to himself.

"Oh, so I've got my son in the hospital. I don't accept that and I want you to be in jail for molestation" said the old man beside Jeri. Yes, that man is Jeri. The man Zio beat to unconsciousness for abusing his wife.

Zio smiled sinisterly looking at the student. "Please, I'm not afraid. But I'll also report your son for a case of abuse against one of these schoolchildren who is none other than my own wife."

Zio's expression made them stupefied. They guessed who the wife of this handsome lecturer was.

"Even I don't accept, I can't possibly harass my own lover because I love her," Jeri's reply made Zio growl not to accept her Diana in admitting to another man's lover.

He pulled Jeri's collar tightly against his neck with a heart-piercing gaze full of hostility. Zio's actions shocked people.

Her papa Jeri tries to remove Zio's hand from Jeri's neck.

"Take my son off!"

Zio didn't hear it, "Diana my wife, the person you admit your lover is my wife. He's the one you're trying to harass my wife, you son of a bitch." his jolt hit Jeri in the face sent the man back to the ground.

Degs...

Zio stared at his own words. For a second he silently realized his mistake again.