Painful Love (Painful Love)

Divorces

The long-awaited day arrived. The day on which the divorce judgment between Tsamara and Bimantara was read. In Tsamara's lifetime, it was never imagined that she would divorce and become a widow at a young age. He used to think that his household with his husband would last until Grandpa's grandmother until death separated. But hope does not match reality.

"We'll be here soon, Mr. Fahmi and Mr. Bu Sekar." The voice of a driver behind the wheel ripples the reverie of Tsamara. He sat in the second seat with his parents.

Fahmi and Sekar deliberately took the time to accompany the divorce of his beloved son. They even canceled important meetings with clients who wanted to work with hotels and salons owned by both parents. The middle-aged couple wanted to provide support to the child in order to stand up to this trial.

She gently rubbed Tsamara's shoulders, as if knowing the contents of the heart of her beloved child. "Take yourself in, son. Mama's sure, everything's going to go fine."

Tsamara smiled faintly and nodded. In his heart the girl said, How could it possibly be alright. While half of my soul felt gone when I found out Bima was cheating behind my back. The sincere hope and love that I had been giving was destroyed by that man in an instant. Although this all happened not because of the fault of Bima, but still my heart hurts like being stabbed by a sharp knife. Sick but not bleeding.

"Hans, have all your men prepared?" fahmi asked as her four-wheeled vehicle entered the court yard. There were already a lot of reporters waiting for them to come down.

Crowds of journalists have been thronging the courthouse since two hours ago. Many of the various homeland television channels flocked to capture the rare moment where the two families of the conglomerate walked towards the courtroom. They do not want to miss the moment until they are willing to wait for two hours.

Hans, Fahmi's personal assistant sitting next to the steering chair nodded his head. "Mother just calm down. I've asked them to stand guard at some point around the courtroom. Their presence will not be realized by anyone because all my men are undercover until no one knows that Miss Tsamara is closely guarded by us."

Fahmi's hand stretched forward, gently patting Hans's shoulder. "Good, I love the way you work. If suppose we can still dispel the journalist, don't ask them to move. I don't want my son's divorce trial to end in a riot and cause the delay of the trial. I want Tsamara to get officially divorced from that bastard."

"Good, Sir. I'll coordinate with another partner again." The words ended their conversation when the driver had turned off the car engine right in the court visitor's parking lot.

Fahmi glanced towards Tsamara. "Are you ready, Tsa?"

Tsamara nodded confidently. "I'm sure, Pa. Comeondown!"

For a moment the couple exchanged looks. Although not saying but through the look of their eyes as if strengthening each other. They must be strong because if not then who is giving support to the beloved child.

"Miss Tsamara, what was behind you until you filed for divorce from Mr Bima? As far as I know, Miss really loves Mr. Bima." A female journalist wearing a navy uniform with the logo of one of the television stations on the chest was splashed when she saw Tsamara and her parents getting out of the car. A microphone is in front of Tsamara.

"I heard the rumbling of your household was allegedly due to the presence of a third person. Is that true?"

"Miss Tsamara, please provide a brief clarification to answer the news of this ongoing interception."

Media crews continued to ask Tsamara many questions, leaving the girl running out of oxygen. How not, they continue to jostle looking for a gap to get closer to the wife of Bimantara.

Hans was about to deploy his men when he felt the condition getting out of control. He does not want bad things to happen to his employer and his employer's child. As an assistant as well as a personal bodyguard, of course, he is fully responsible for protecting his employers.

An open mouth was about to say, hands touching the earphones in the ears preparing to give orders. However, the man's movements had to come to a halt as Tsamara's hand lifted into the air giving Hans the code not to ask the guards out of hiding.

The beautiful hazel-eyed doctor took a deep breath, then exhaled slowly to gather the courage to speak in front of everyone.

"If there is a sloping news that says that the presence of a third person among us, then it is all hoax. Both me and Bima, no one cheated on us later." After saying that sentence, the beautiful beauty again swung back towards the courtroom.

Only about twenty minutes from the doorway, the reporters dispersed when they saw a young man coming down from the car, followed by a parrot-like couple setting foot on the ground.

"Sir Bima, could you please have a moment? I want to ask if your marriage ended because of a third person? From the issue that blows say that the sole heir of Danendra Group has another dream woman and that person is your college friend, is that right?" ask the reporter. Despite the difficulty of asking because he had to crammed with others, but the journalist managed to ask what he recaps first in the small notebook.

"It's just hoax news" replied Bimantara. The man had absolutely no interest in answering questions from the news hunters. He was accompanied by a lawyer who would rather go into the courtroom than serve them.

While on the doorstep, Bimantara and Tsamara meet. The two look at each other. If usually the first child of the couple Fahmi and Sekar so friendly welcome the husband, but this time is different. Even the sweet smile that was always given upon meeting had been replaced by an expressionless flat face.

The couple stood facing each other, looking with a fixed gaze but not a single word was spoken on each other's lips.

"Tsamara, come on in! The trial will begin soon." Touching the shoulders of a beloved child. Worried that if too long close to Bimantara, his son's heart is increasingly injured because of the betrayal committed by Bimantara.

Tsamara glanced at Sekar, then nodded her head. Without being asked for a second time, he walked away leaving Bimantara still frozen in place.

"Sir Bima, we should also enter now. The verdict will be read soon." The lawyer in charge of accompanying Bimantara asked them to rush into the room

When he arrived at the courtroom, Tsamara sat on the left side while Bimantara sat on the right side. Next to them are their respective lawyers who help the divorce process. The Tsamara family sat in the guest chair. While both parents Bimantara, did not attend the trial at all.

The trial began, the judge read the verdict of Tamara and Bimantara divorce trial. "With this I am the verdict that .. you are officially divorced!" The sound of a hammer knock ended the divorce trial. The knocking echoed across the room.

From the left wing, the eyeballs of Tsamara began to glaze over. Apply the eyes several times, trying to keep the crystal grains from falling over the cheeks.

Bimantara Danendra froze on the spot as the judge read out the verdict. He still does not believe that now between himself and Tsamara there is no longer any relationship. She should be happy because she will soon marry Emma and build a happy household with her lover. However, why did his heart ache like thousands of hot children just slipping away. Life feels empty as if something has disappeared from her life.

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