My wife Slave of Lust

Relinquish

I still closed my eyes deep. Resisting the pain that once again slashes the feeling. Seeing the condition of Vida's body that had bad luck, made my heart again sliced with millions of sharp daggers.

"We're still investigating the case, sir. When viewed from the condition of his body, it looks like Vida's mother was raped and tortured before being killed. To be more accurate, the autopsy process will be carried out immediately."

The explanation uttered by one of the policemen, further ripped through the recesses of my soul. He continued to explain, but my focus could no longer be maintained after he said it was a murder case. I covered the pale, stiff face that was once the first person, who had successfully warmed and incised the wound in my heart.

"We will investigate this case as soon as possible" added the man in the country's manly uniform as part of the cover of all his sad tales. I just nodded thinly, without being able to say a word to respond.

If under normal conditions I do not talk much, especially in a hit condition like this? It feels too sudden. The fate of Vida's departure really jolted the rough hearts of all those who loved her.

Including ... I. It is undeniable, even though he has hurt me with a betrayal, but I also cannot bear if his life has to end like this. But what is power. Everything has happened according to the will of the Almighty. So we can only be patient waiting for the next news from the authorities.

...💔...

My move was interested in approaching the Vida family which this time had shifted outside the room. They looked calmer than before. Although, it still sounds a little stuffing from your mama's mouth. My father-in-law could only hug the queen from the side. While the Chessman, his gaze seemed empty pointing forward.

I let out a long sigh, then immediately took a sitting position next to the sister-in-law who had long been my fellow profession.

"You don't have to divorce her anymore, Ibra. He has left us for all eternity" muttered my mother-in-law in a sad tone. He again sobbed bitterly, when he recalled the fate of the princess unfortunately.

I just looked down without being able to give a response. I assume it's just a pent-up phrase he could never say before.

"Please forgive Vida's mistakes" my father-in-law chimed a split second later. "Papa thinks this is God's reward, because he has betrayed you, son."

I don't actually hold a bit of a grudge. I'm just disappointed. But is this really what is called punishment? The entire fine hair all over my body instantly brushed. Two words spoken from a pair of papa lips really successfully made me ring back with the dialogue that I had once thrown at Vida.

I don't have to bother punishing you. Because your current life is enough to be a punishment.

Was it true that I cursed him? But I didn't intend that.

...💔...

The sky began to dim with raindrops at the end of the twilight. Bringing all mourners away left the cemetery. But not with me.

I was still sitting-couching-in front of the navel in which there was the body of a person whose name was still imprinted in the recesses of the heart. Feeling the crush of bitter destiny that increasingly bend my feelings that are now in blue haru mode. With a gaze that was still unmoved from the tombstone that engraved his name, I spoke inwardly.

You may be guilty, but I'm not entirely right either.

Forgive me for not being able to help you at the last moment.

I hope God can forgive all your mistakes. Regardless of you ever cut a wound, but that love still remains. It's just, I'm afraid to admit it.

Be calm and peaceful there, Vida. I've given up everything. Removes all the tightness that once squeezed the chest cavity.