My Talaq!

Becoming more

"Sheame...!" Again Fikri shouted at Diana and his hand did not hesitate to slap his wife's face so upset did not accept Diana asked for talak.

Plaque...

Diana grimaced in pain holding her face numb by a loud slap. His face turned to the side with his body back on the floor.

Perih, it hurts, that's what Diana felt on her cheek. For the first time he got rough treatment from a man. Diana was treated for the first time like no other. I don't know what mistake Diana made until she got a rough husband like Fikri.

Diana lowered her head shut her eyes enduring the pain on her cheeks with tears rushing down her face.

"Never try to escape from me or your son I finish! Stay here and I won't leave you. Catch that!" Fikri pointed at Diana's face and the man stepped away wanting to get out of Diana's room and locked her away so Diana wouldn't run away from it.

Fikri should have realized that the house was not her house but Diana's house as a gift from her parents Danu for her pregnancy. But why now Fikri is more powerful there and more dominant in controlling the situation there.

Diana tried to stand up to prevent Fikri from locking the door. He banged on the door hoping Fikri would open it.

Dug. dug..

"Bli Fikri open the door! Don't lock me in here. Bli, open! You can't just treat me like this. You have no right to rule in my parents' house. Bli, Open..!" diana tried to shout out to Fikri hoping that the man changed his mind not to lock her up.

However, Diana could not do anything when Fikri was silent did not want to open the key.

"Bli Fikri is open! hiks hiks," he said very slowly as his hands also slowly banged on the door. Diana's body turned toward the door and slowly slumped to her feet, languidly crying alone without anyone knowing.

"Oh my God, why is your trial so hard? I beg you to give me instructions so that I can be free from a man like him. Give me strength to face all these trials. Slave sincere if indeed this has become a destiny that I have to live. But I also want you to send someone to make me free of all this. I'm afraid Fikri hurt my son, God."

In the middle of the night, Diana cried alone in the room that was locked from the outside. A lonely soul, a wounded heart, a body that was in pain was so felt by him. Sepi because there was nothing she could contact because her phone was left in the television viewing room, injured getting a jolt and betrayal, sick from getting a torment born from her second husband.

With a still sobbing cry, Diana stood up to her son who was soundly asleep. He tried to hold back the sound so as not to wake Baby A. Then, his body he lay beside while hugging the tiny body that he had at this time.

"Mas Danu, Diana's missing. Help me, Mas." he muttered inwardly instead of remembering the father of his son. Danu never played a hand. And rough was just a clash and it happened when the man claimed to have a new wife when he intended to avenge the death of his sister.

******

Next day

The white man with neat hair, hazel-eyed with natural black eyebrows, sharp nose, handsome face, landed safely in his hometown. He looked at the city he had left behind and left his intention to find his woman. Both hands he put in his pocket, he carried a backpack, and he was dressed all in black. Black jackets, black shirts, black jeans and sneaker shoes are also black.

"I'm back here. Diana wait for me, I will find you and bring you back in my arms. I went home, "inner Danu stared at the buildings standing firmly before him. His homeland.

"Diana, how are you? Where are you now? I miss you, I'm sorry I hurt you accidentally. Now I know the truth and will make amends for all the wrongs I've done to you." Danu closed his eyes hope and brothel hopefully he can be reunited with Diana to make up for every mistake. Dreams are often present in his sleep as if giving a hint if Diana is not okay. Therefore Danu was happy after a month more in the country people can go home and of course continue the search again.

"With no you by my side I realized that I love you even now that feeling is still there and getting bigger, too," batin Danu was impatient to get to her parents and of course asked permission to Karin and Fakhri to look for Diana.

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Bali

"Excuse me, I'd like to ask why The florist's flower shop is closing? Where's the owner?" ask a man who wants to get off his bike.

The man on the motorcycle stared fixedly at the face of the man who was asking. "Who are you? Why ask my wife's flower shop?"

Who else if not Fikri. Yeah, the guy on the bike is Fikri. He had just come home to find food for himself and Diana.

While the tall man with sunglasses perched on his nose, he stared at Fikri's eyes. But because his glasses were black, so the man could not see his sharp gaze.

"I just want to buy no more than that."

"Oh, there's no need for you to buy flowers here anymore. Elsewhere my wife used to be sick and you don't try to approach my wife!" said Fikri full of threats not to like young men look approaching and buy flowers in the store Diana. Then Fikri got off the bike and tried to unlock the door and went inside the house.

The man frowned feeling astonished at Fikri's attitude. "Why should his house be locked from the outside? Is his wife really sick?" Feeling that something was up, the man tried to find out more closely.

Pranks...

"So you don't want to eat the food I bought? Okay, okay, it's up to you. I don't care!" Fikri again shouted at Diana for refusing to accept the food she provided.

Surely Diana refused because Fikri put in a powder that did not know what powder. Whether poison, whether pellets, whether stimulant drugs, or whatever it is Diana does not know.

"I hate you, Fikri. You're the cruel man I met. Please release me! Please let me go!" Diana begged to close her hands asking Fikri to release herself from the snare of the household that felt like hell.

"I said I wouldn't, I wouldn't!" the screech got louder and directly slammed the door of the room as the man walked out.

Blugs...

"What happened to him? I have to tell this to Rio sir."