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"What's wrong, if you give me a second chance? Does not God always give every servant a chance to change. And you, why don't I give it to you as a servant, Ghumaisha? My wife, you're not that arrogant."
***
Silent. Ardian was pensive about his wife's words. Between believe and not. I wish I had just misheard it. I hope everything isn't right. But ... it is actually bitter.
"Compense me, Ardian ..." he asked a second time. Convince himself, if his ears are not problematic.
Jalal bowed his head. Disillusioned. All this time, never wanted a relationship with both of them like their parents at home. Kandas in the middle of the road. It is always amazed by the way adults think. Why did they get married when they finally divorced?
While Ardian was glued when he heard his wife's request. Usually he easily refused, but now it felt heavy. It was hard to say a word to her. Maybe because he realized how many sins he had committed so far.
Still, he had the face to ask his wife to stay by his side.
Nah! Ardian won't be able to if they stay away.
He shook his head, "I can't, Ghumaisha. Please don't leave when I realize everything. Give me a chance, don't make me a sin-soaked husband. Please ... I'm sorry." He clasped his wife's hand, kissing the back of his old hand. Crying out. His confidence collapsed instantly.
Ghumaisha refused to look, just to see it.
He pulled his hand. Ardian's soft grip feels like a whip. The pain is getting deeper. Remembering, Tasya once said that she was a disaster for her husband's life. Why did he ask for this relationship to continue?
"I've been a stupid woman for a long time, Ardian. You need to know? How many wounds I had to bear all this time. Maybe .. I'm already one of the saddest women in the world. Already know played, still survive. Ckk." The woman clucked, laughing at herself.
"Ghu, forgive___"
Ghumaisha quickly cut off his words. "Now you're apologizing, Ardian! I hope our relationship is maintained. How could? I can't see your face. I'm doomed, Ardian, just doomed." lirih Ghumaisha, threw a glance in the other direction. His tears ran out to cry, his mother's taste was destroyed menginggat words Tasya. Even if he saw Ardian now, he would have shouted, driving the man away from him.
"And please get out of here!" cold-thin.
Ardian took a heavy breath, rubbing his rough face. Removing the tears there. This isn't him. Ardian was aware of that, even more painful when Tasya decided to vote with Ali. Why does the offender have to end? Why realize Ghumaisha's presence should be when she asks to leave.
"You're not Ghumaisha's calamity! You're my wife. You heard, right?!" sergeant Ardian is full of emphasis. "So stop saying you're lost! You're not a disaster!"
"I'm doomed, Ardian!" bitterly bad.
"MUCHAISHA!"
"I'm doomed! A useless woman! I'm not perfect! Leave me ... Please leave me, now! " ghumaisha's hands shook, her eyes closed, her breathing was irregular. His heart is getting tormented.
Ardian growling. "How much should I say! I won't be able to let you go, Ghumaisha! Like it or not like you! You can't leave. Didn't I tell you first, that I would never divorce you, even if you were being considerate and begging. My decision remains the same, there will be no divorce between us!" The man moved from his seat. Wanted to leave, after affirming the indisputable words. Because at any moment, their marriage won't be taken to the green table.
"Until when?"
His scale stopped at the doorway, hearing bitter words from his wife. "I'm suffering, Ardian. Life ruined! My presence is only a disaster for you! Don't make it worse with your ego. Let go of me, let my life be like this. By ourselves. I'm used to it, I won't die even if I lose my husband."
"But I'm the one who died, Ghumaisa!"
Ghumaisha's breath was blocked, her hands were intertwined, tears were seeping outwards. But reluctant to see Ardian there, it seems that the man was no longer expecting to be seen.
For the umpteenth time, Ghu felt love had toyed with his life. Please stop! Years of stupidity is enough. Don't add to it, he's afraid he's really going crazy.
"So, don't ask for farewell again. If you don't want to see me die."
After saying that Ardian came out of the room. No matter if his wife's situation is getting worse inside, heed his request and choose to let his marriage oscillate in the open sea. Until they find a berth and it's togetherness, not separation.
Ghumaisha's head bowed, "I'm doomed, Ardian! It's a disaster!" repeatedly he said the same thing.
Jalal hugged her Tantalized body. Crying, not knowing what to do to help her.
***
After a few days in the hospital, Ardian brought Ghumaisha home. Not to the house but to bring him to his apartment which he had not occupied for a month.
All of this is the result of his work as a photographer, to be able to buy a simple apartment. Even so, this makes the man comfortable. At least he has the results of his own hard work, not too dependent on parents. Even though he worked secretly in his father's office, disguising his name with Ian, of course with the help of insiders.
His move to a new apartment did not make Ghumaisha's heart melt. He was frozen, no more smiles, only cries could be heard in Ardian's ears when he woke up in the middle of the night. He brought all his pain to his Lord.
Are you tormented with me, Ghumaisa? Inner Ardian, whenever he was awakened by the prayer of the wife. It was as if someone had woken up and tried to wake up.
"See, Ardian?! It's the result you did to that poor woman. He suffered, tormented his inner self as he remembered every memory of his with you. Did you make her happy for a minute? Of course not, every day you give him pain. But you chose to close your ears. And now, you're forcing him to stay by your side? Very selfish of you"
Ardian wept in silence, not wanting his wife to know how much he had suffered for his mistake all along. I'm sorry, Ghumaisha.
The days of Ardian passed with nothingness. Ghumaisha no longer wants to talk to him. His job is just taking care of the household, Jalal, then his needs. Positioning herself as a housekeeper. If he broke the glass, he would hit his own hand. Indeed, Ardian felt lost a figure of his wife first. Anyone! Help u! Bring the Ghumaisa back!
"Until when are you like this, Ghumaisha? Shut me up and act like you're a maid. I'mtired. Don't make myself more guilty" said Ardian stopped his wife's steps in the kitchen.
Ghumaisha fell silent, turning his face the other way.
"See me, Ghu?"
"Do you want to continue like this? Can't we start all over again. Create memories for our old days. Didn't you forgive people easily, have high levels of patience, and easily forget every problem. Do that for me, Ghu. Give me a chance ..." pinta Ardian, I don't know how many times.
"Secret me, that's all I want. Can you grant me?" sahut Ghumaisha cold.
Slowly the man pulled his hand from Ghumaisha's shoulder. "No, Ghumaisha! I can't! You better be like this! I can't let you go, until anytime!" I believe, stay in position. He left Ghumaisha.
Without Ardian conscious, Ghumaisha stared at her husband's departure with a pushy look. Until when should he eat his heart if it continues with him. Didn't he realize? Every time I look at it, it reminds me of all the bad memories. Including Tasya's speech.
"I'm doomed, Ardian!" lirih Ghumaisha's.
"Aunty?"
Ghumaisha turned his head, behind Jalal. He was wearing a white cocoa shirt, with a black holster.
"Come here" he called out with a gentle smile.
Jalal approached, hugging Ghumaisha's body tightly. After the abandonment of his mother, Ardian and the thick woman in front of him this is his only family.
"You can laugh?" tanya Ghumaisha let go of the hug. Staring at the black netra of the handsome boy.
Jalal's head shook.
"I want you to always be happy, Jalal. Can Auntie ask you something? If aunt goes later .. make Uncle smile. You, okay?" Ghumaisha cupped Jalal's cheek. "Can you?" again full of requests.
"I hate Uncle!"
"No, dear .. He will be your father."
"Tante, can't go!"
Ghumaisha smiled bitterly, unable to answer Jalal's words.
***
Pranks!
The sound of shattering sharding sounded from the direction of the kitchen. Ghumaisha's hands shook again. When insults, laughter and scorn of people again interfere with hearing. Surrounding around him trying to make a faggot himself still survives on Ardian's side.
"Astagfirefull!" Ghumaisha clung to the kitchen table, his body limp, his head bowed. In his heart he ceaselessly beristigfar.
Unwilling to listen to the voices again, Ghumaisha diverted him by clearing the shards of the shard.
But the defense collapsed, when Tasya's voice was heard. A disaster! Unknowingly Ghumaisa grasped the shard in hand, channeling emotions there. His fingers were bleeding, but he did not care.
Inwardly began to curse himself as the calamity of the Ardians. Tasya's words continue to be heard until now. Torturing the mind, making it unable to do anything right.
"I'm just a disaster for his life, just a disaster!" Ghumaisha kept repeating his words.
The wounds on Ghumaisha's fingers widened, the shafts on his hands making a mark on the palms. Blood dripped onto the floor.
Until someone holds his wrist, move the bloody shard into his grasp, causing his palm to be injured.
"You're hurting yourself, Ghumaisha. Stop acting like this .. please!" pinta Ardian could no longer bear the attitude of his wife. Letting his blood fall, fusing with his wife's blood on the floor.
"I'm lost!" again, that was just Ghumaisha's answer when talking to him. If you are not divorced, then it is a disaster. What only to Him and Jalal his wife can behave normally. "I'm lost, Ardian! Only disaster!"
Ardian's eyes closed, holding back the cries. Until his eyes opened again, looking at his wife.
"I want the old you, Ghumaisha! How many times do I have to say, you're not a disaster! You're my wife! Hear it? This woman in front of me is my wife!" terang Ardian half snapped.
Ghumaisha covered both ears with his hands. "No! I'm a disaster, just a disaster!" he shouted with a trembling voice.
Puffing, Ardian kicked the empty air.
"Who said you, CALAMITY! ANSWER ME!" ardian Benthic. Because every time he looked face to face with him, Ghumaisha continued to mention the word disaster.
Ghumaisha's body trembled, recalling Tasya's words. In the eyes of Ardian, seeing the condition of his wife now is not much different from people who are often in mental hospitals.
Maybe his wife will behave like this, if she sees him. And that made him feel even more guilty.
"Uncle ...." Jalal, who had been hiding earlier, pulled himself out.
"Tante," he continued nervously.
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