Only Bride Reserves

Final decision

Pour the water in a small pot, I pour it in a mug that has been filled with instant coffe and instant noodles. There was a Deheman voice that I recognized, I turned and looked at him. Rama was standing right behind me. He was still shaking, I just kept quiet. In fact, I walked towards the dining table without even glancing at him at all.

"Zia, are you still sick?" rama asked, I only answered him with a slab. My focus was on the instant noodles I was ready to eat. I did not pay attention to Rama's words. Just seeing his face pisses me off.

"Hey, why do you just shut up, tell me, are you okay?"

"Stop, Ram! Stop pretending to care for me, "I said with annoyance, how could he change so quickly.

How could he care about me when my feet are not with him. Even his words earlier this afternoon I can't forget.

"Why are you angry?what's salahhku,zia?"

"You're not wrong, I'm wrong for tying you to this marriage. Let's end this relationship immediately. No need to wait until five months. I assure you, you can reunite with my brother."

"What do you mean, zia? a farewell? I'm not divorcing you."

"Didn't you just love sister Vania?don't you want to marry her? so, let's get divorced."

"I told you, I'll never divorce you" said Rama, visibly emotional.

"Then, you want me to be a backup forever when my feet aren't around you? you don't think I have a heart. Divorce me Rama, I am tormented in this marriage. I promise I won't bother you after we're apart. In fact, you're free to marry my brother, isn't this what you used to want?"

I lyrics from the corner of my tail, Rama ruffled his hair out of frustration. I was actually shocked, when Rama refused to divorce me. Even I heard him myself say, he only loves my feet.

I left Rama at the dreamy dining table. I don't know what he's thinking, I don't want to expect more.

Sometimes separation is the last way, because being together will only hurt both parties. There's a meeting there's gotta be a farewell. As I feel right now, I am happy to see Rama again. Sad that you can no longer defend it. Only the farewell road became the final road of our corn-time tannga house.

Again I flushed my body under the flowing shower. I was no longer strong enough to hold tightness in my chest. My tears just escaped with water. Whether my decision to part with him is correct. Why did Rama refuse to divorce me. Wasn't she the one who was excited to divorce me from the beginning.

The next day, when I opened my eyes. The first thing I felt was pain in my eyes. Even my head is so dizzy that my body hurts all.

"Wasn't I in the bathroom last night?why am I in bed now."

I felt another movement on the side of my bed, there was even a heavy object felt in my stomach. I closed my mouth, and Rama slept beside me, his hands holding me. That means, last night, Ramalah took me to this bed. Why didn't he just let me die. At least he'll be free of me when I die.

"Goup."

I put my kiss on my husband's forehead. I saw his perfect face. Thick eyebrows, pliable eyelashes, very beautiful decorate his eyes. Eyes that are currently closed, eyes that usually make me drift. The eyes that sometimes look at me are full of hatred. The eyes that also sometimes look at me full of love. Maybe I was wrong, not the love I caught from her eyes. It was just a necessity, needing me when sister Vania was not by her side.

I traced her face to her nose. I saw her sexy lips that usually kissed me very softly. Even his sturdy jaw that looked so perfect. Handsome man like a Greek god, because it has a complete face sculpture.

I wish I could have a child with him. Even to this day, I'm not pregnant. Never mind getting pregnant, even the signs of pregnancy I do not feel. We have done it too often without safety. If only in my womb had grown our baby. At least I won't be alone when we're divorced. At least I have the best memories of our marriage.

Suddenly my tears came back down my cheeks. This moment will disappear soon. Even looking at his face I couldn't. Should this divorce be accelerated, so that I can go as far as I used to.

"Did you suffer so much while you were by my side? Do you want to be free from this marriage? I know that I am not in your heart. In your heart, only my brother's name is engraved. I know, it's my brother who should be in your arms right now.

Rama, forgive me, if upon my return to Indonesia only make you suffer. I realized, love cannot be forced to move to another heart. If I were you, of course I would remain loyal to my beloved. I was just a bitch in the relationship between you two. It's appropriate, that person gets rid of himself so that you can unite. Thank you for being my husband for a few months. I'm happy enough to have been your wife. Though it's hard, let's speed up our divorce proceedings."

"Goup."

One more kiss, fade on the lips that always say things that hurt my heart. I rubbed his jaw, I stared for a moment. I got out of bed, when I managed to escape from the arms of the rama that encircled my stomach. I walked to the bathroom. Before long I went out, I saw that Rama was no longer in my bed. I came out to make sure there's a presence.It turns out he smokes near the pool. I frowned, this is the first time I've seen him smoke. Or I am the one who never knew before.

I took my foot to the kitchen to make breakfast. A cup of coffee and a sandwich for him. After everything was ready, I went back to my room to change clothes. Today I want to resign from my job. My heart has chosen to move back when we are divorced.

I see my reflection in the mirror, even my eyes have been disguised because of makeup. I was wearing a black knee-length dress. My long hair I just let loose. When I came out, Rama was no longer seen. Maybe he had entered his room.I took a piece of paper, I put it on his doorstep.Because I was worried, he did not eat the breakfast I made. After that I came out of the apartment without saying goodbye to him. My heart is not yet strong enough to meet him face to face.