My Talaq!

Feel Different

"What are you doing Salma?" fikri's words startled Salma who was about to strangle baby A's neck.

Salma looked up, "Eh...! N-no." the two-faced woman wavered the hand that was on baby A's neck.

"I just want to rub his chest, that's all." Salma tried to neutralize her nervousness so that Fikri would not be more suspicious if she was almost free to strangle this tiny baby.

Fikri squinted a sharp eye piercing the heart so that Salma was afraid and did nothing. He who was on the doorstep of the store approached Salma who was standing while holding baby A.

"What do you want to do with that baby? You wanna hurt her? You want to kill him? You want to strangle him? Why you!" Fikri yells at Salma to get the woman he hates to admit it.

"I don't do anything, bli. believe me it's impossible to kill baby A. He's my son too. Our son." Salma is unlikely to admit her intention to strangle Baby A, later she is divorced by Fikri.

"I don't believe in you. You're sneaky, you like to threaten and you like to do things that make me angry." Fikri approaches Salma and takes over the baby.

"Well, if you ever complain to Diana about our relationship, I'll..."

"What relationship?" someone's voice shifted his attenuation Salma and Fikri.

Degs...

Both of them were equally surprised there was Diana on the doorstep of the shop front glass. Instantly Fikri became nervous with a paled face and cold circles began to present.

"Diana, when were you there?" Fikri tried to act ordinary even though his heart was pounding in fear.

"I want to take my baby. It's time for him to drink Asi." Diana stepped slowly even though her body still felt weak. But his heart was restless not meeting the son nearly half today.

"You need to rest, baby. You are sick." Fikri was worried that the person he loved was sick like this.

"Yes, Mother. Mending is now sitting here." Salma also took the opportunity to divert her words that Diana had just uttered.

Diana nodded while holding her son, then she sat down on a chair near the cashier's desk. His eyes stared at the two people who were there.

Fikri who was looked at like that felt uncomfortable. That look was like a suspicious look. How hard he tried to divert his heart remained unsettled.

"So you guys talked about our relationship. What relationship do you mean?" Diana asked the point. He had heard vaguely about our relationship. However, he did not know what kind of relationship the two were in? The heart began to wonder.

"Huh, hu-what relationship? We didn't say our relationship. Isn't that Salma?" Fikri asked Salma while squinting her eyes to warn her not to open her mouth.

Diana further caught the irregularity between the Fikri. The sweet black man with dimples looked very nervous. How not to be nervous, Fikri is afraid that his secret will be exposed and is afraid that Diana will leave him. She does love Diana but can't let go of Salma because of Salma's threat that will spread her perverted photos to Diana.

"What's wrong with those two? Why does Bli Fikri look so nervous?" diana murmured inwardly feeling that something was happening yet she did not know what it was. Her heart fidgeted erratically but Diana tried to dispose of the prejudice.

Diana let out a heavy breath as she closed her eyes. "Oh Allah, please show me the best way for yourself. I feel uncomfortable in this marriage. My heart is still attached to Mas Danu even though this self is trying to accept Bli Fikri. What am I supposed to do?"

Diana looked up to look back at Fikri's face. And Salma, she went back to her job of arranging flowers for someone's order.

"What are you hiding from me, Bli?" I don't know why he wanted to ask Fikri. Somehow he felt something was hidden, and somehow he was so curious about the current figure of Fikri.

Why that? Because the attitude and nature of Fikri that was once very good, not easily angry, not to look frightened and restless like this.

"Hide it? I'm not hiding anything from you baby, believe me." Though in the heart restless and reproducing.

Diana was still in disbelief as Fikri grew less and less willing to stare and seemed frightened.

"Don't lie, Bli. What are you hiding from me? We are husband and wife, you have also legalized our marriage to the state court, so we must be open to each other. I don't want any lies between us. I've told you everything about myself, my past. Now, you're the only one who has to be frank with me, Bli." The fear of lying is again present in the recesses of Diana's heart. He who used to be hurt so deeply by the people he loved made him fall even more into the trauma of having a serious relationship with another man. Although it is not denied if the first love is still enthroned in his heart. But the fear also grew.

Fikri looked into the eyes of the woman sitting looking at him. "Trust Diana, I'm not hiding anything. I've been honest with you, everyone."

"Then why does your face look so worried?" still in a state of looking at Fikri. Diana wanted to find out how powerful Fikri was at hiding things. Because Diana was sure there was something hidden.

"I'm not okay." Fikri averted his gaze unable to look into those clear but suspicious eyes.

"liks. You're lying, Bli. There is something you are hiding. You can't answer it and you seem to avoid my gaze. You're lying." His belief is so strong about it. The first experience of betrayal made Diana more sensitive to the circumstances around her.

Salma who was not far from there kept eavesdropping on the conversation of the two people inside. "May we get caught so that I no longer need to pretend in front of Diana."

Diana glanced out where Salma was. "Bli, answer!"

"What should I say, Diana? You said I was hiding something when I wasn't. You keep suspecting me, I'm sick of the charges." Fikri's voice echoed in there. He started to raise his voice because he did not want to discuss about Diana's question and was also confused as to what to say.

"You don't need to know about my past. The important thing is that right now I accept your past and the child you brought. Still grateful there was me who wanted to marry a widow who was pregnant." her angry attitude back out made Diana silently pay attention to Fikri.

"Then why would you marry this pregnant widow?"