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Ends. part.2.

POVS. Izal

Five days passed, I was busy taking care of this craving wife. To be honest, I feel tired too, unlike before, when my wife Ani was pregnant, she never bothered me like this, even I was the one who troubled her first.

It's been five days now, I've never called her cell phone, and I don't know how they're doing.

Though I had promised to be fair to my wives Ani and Mira, but somehow, my mind was always on Mira, and did not remember my wife Ani.

Honestly, for almost three months, I never gave birth to my wife Ani, because she never asked me.

I also feel the prestige of this moment to start first, because I feel guilty for her as well. He never disputed his rights that I did not give him.

This afternoon, I intend to return from the office, I will return to our home and spend the night there to release my miss to my daughter and my son.

By the time I arrived in front of our house, the one who opened our door was someone else. He said our house had been sold by my wife Ani to him.

I was panicked and angry, and I tried to ask the buyer where my wife was going, and he didn't know where they were going.

I went to my neighbor's house where I talked to my wife, maybe she knew where they were going.

" Assalamualaikum" I said, knocking on his door.

" Wa alaikum salam" he said as he opened the door to his house.

" Sister, do you know where my wife Ani and my children are going?", I asked hurriedly.

" Ooh.this is Ani's suitcase, it's all your clothes, with nothing she's carrying, and she says they're in the best place they should be, where they're loved and appreciated, and where you proposed to him first, so the message" he said, closing the door to his house without even hearing my words.

For fifteen minutes I was still fixated on the door of this Goddess's sister's house.

When I woke up, I sat down crying sobbing because of my guilt towards my wife and my children.

After being satisfied with crying, I rushed towards my car by dragging my suitcase which contained all my clothes.

O Allah, forgive me my sins, for I have wronged my wife and children, I am truly sorry, I said in my heart as I walked towards my car.

I turned on my car engine and drove it at high speed towards the house of Mira's wife Siriku.

A few minutes later, I arrived in front of his house.

I got out of the car and brought my suitcase into the house.

" Why bang, so tangled a face" Mira asked me.

" Ani left the house and returned to Sidfemal", I said lethargicly.

" Good donk, better, you just divorce that useless Ani, thank God she has realized, if she does not deserve to be your wife, because you only love me and only mine", he said while smiling happily.

Actually, I was very angry at her words, but since she was pregnant, I held back my emotions and left for the bedroom to rest my mind.

The night passed, I fell asleep until morning using my work clothes that I wore last night.

After the adzan shubuh meandered, I rushed towards the bathroom to clean my body and took ablution for the morning prayers.

O Allah, what a disgrace this servant of yours, who is lulled by the pleasures of the world, until I forget to make my wife and children happy, and in times of sorrow and sorrow like this, only then do I remember You, forgive all my sins, O God, I said, sweeping my tears.

After I finished praying, I was getting ready to go to Sidemuan to catch up with my wife and children, then I realized, if I love my wife Ani, it might be too late for me to realize, but I have to fight for my love for Ani, I hope Ani will forgive me.

" Where are you going?", asked Mira.

" I want to catch up with Ani and my children" I said as I rushed to the door with a bag containing some of my clothes and my car keys.

" You don't have to go after her, who will take care of me here, I'm pregnant with your son bang", she shouted as she pulled my hand.

I don't care about it, after all, the child isn't born yet, and I'm not sure if the child in the womb is my son, it might be the son of another man to set me up, I said in my heart while trying to get my hand out of his.

" Bang, if you leave, I will kill myself" he shouted at the door.

" Just go ahead, it's better, you think I'm afraid that your threat is, after all the dead are you, don't act stupid", I said as I got into the car and turned on my car engine and drove it at medium speed towards Sidwuan.

Back to the main topic, guys...

One day passed, now we were at my uncle's house in Sidemuan, because he already had a son named Sholeh, I just call uncle Sholeh.

" Uncle, I went first to Sadabuan Elementary school to take care of Syakira's transfer school yes, so that she quickly went to school and did not miss classes for next month's class increase", I said with a smile to her while holding my son Habib.

" You sit down for a while, son, uncle wants to talk to you about something important" he said.

I also sat in the guest chair in front of him. To be honest, I felt bad living in my uncle's house with my two children, because I was afraid to trouble them, even though they were kind and loving to my children, but I still feel uncomfortable.

I planned to find a house for sale around the Sadabuan complex, but on the side of the highway, so that I could all sell. Even though I had a lot of money, the proceeds from the sale of the house and the rent of the shop, I did not want to stand idly by.

" What do you want uncle to talk about?", I asked.

" It's a matter of your household, son, if Izal came here and apologized to you, what would you do?", he asked me.

" If she did come to apologize to me, I would forgive her, because I wanted to lessen the burden on my heart from the pain I felt in my heart, but if she asked me to go back to her, she said, that will never happen Pama MB, because she has no place in my heart, all our relationships are over, only her relationship with my son that I cannot break, and I asked for support from my uncle and aunt to take care of my divorce with her in a week" I explained.

" Well son, if that's what you want, uncle and aunt will always support you until whenever" he said, smiling at me.

" Thank you uncle, maybe if uncle and aunt didn't support me, I would feel fragile, but I'm so grateful, uncle and aunt always love me and support me" I said with a smile on my face.

" Yes, son, until any time, we will always love you and support you" he said, smiling at me.

" Uncle, I'm leaving first huh", I said as I got up from my seat and walked towards my uncle's yard and called for a motorcycle rickshaw that was running down the side of the highway.

A few minutes later, I arrived in front of the Sadabuan State Elementary School. I immediately met the principal of the School while carrying the necessary files.

Three hours later, the transfer of my daughter Syakira is over, and tomorrow morning, my daughter Syakira has started school at this school.

I thanked his principal, then his administrative staff.

I rushed to the side of the highway to walk to the house I saw on the way to my daughter's school, and there was a banner saying "This house is for sale", and there was a phone number that BB Isa called, because I saw a small shop in front of his house, and I felt interested in the house, hopefully it wasn't too expensive, I said in my heart.

Fifteen minutes later, I arrived in front of the house, and I took my phone to call the phone number.

" Assalamualaikum", I said after our cell phone was connected.

" Wa alaikum salam, who is it?", he asked me.

" This is Mom, I'm standing in front of my mom's house, she says this house is for sale huh?", I asked back.

" Ooh.iya ma'am, that's my mother's house first, because my mother has died, and we already have our own house, mqkanya house we sell, cheap kok Bu" he explained.

" By the way, mother's house dimna,b so we can talk about the price, if by mobile phone, it feels unsatisfied yes ma'am", I said with a smile.

" Ooh, yes, ma'am, my house is across from the stop on the side of the highway Bu, green paint, brown fenced Bu, looking out from my mother's house, if you look to your right" she explained.

" Ooh, yes ma'am, I'm coming right to my mother's house" I said as I walked towards the house she said.

A few minutes later, I arrived in front of the seller's house.

" Please go in, Mom, you called me" he said, smiling as he opened the fence.

" Yes Bu, know my name Ani Bu", said as he reached out to her.

" My name is Aminah ya Bu, nice to meet with Bu Ani, please sit Mom" he said with a smile inviting me to sit down.

I also sat in the chair in front of him.

" About how much the house is selling?, because I need a place to stay for me and my children, Mom", I began the conversation.

" Where is your husband?", she asked me.

I was silent for a moment hearing his question.

" I'm sorry, ma'am, I don't mean anything else, but it's my personal problem, my husband and I are separated, and I'm currently hitching a ride at my uncle's house, and I don't want to trouble them ", kataku.

" Ooh .sorry too Mom, I don't mean anything Mom, I'm excited to say it" she said, smiling at me.

" It's okay Mom, it's common, if someone hears something like that, they'll ask the same question ", I said with a smile on her face.

" Ooh, yes Ma'am, sorry once again ma'am" he said, smiling at me.

We continued our conversation about the price, and I think it was quite expensive for such a simple house size, but because of its strategic location and I could sell, I finally agreed on the price, and we agreed to do the buying and selling process tomorrow.

It was already noon, and my son Habib started to whine, feeling hungry.

I also say goodbye to Aminah to go home to my uncle.

I hurried slowly towards the edge of the highway. I saw an Ampero food stall. I stepped my feet towards the restaurant to fill my stomach which began to rumble.

I rushed into the food stall, and ordered food.

After the food I ordered was served in front of me, I immediately ate it while feeding my son Habib who was already hungry as well.

After lunch and paying the food bill, I hurried to call a motorcycle rickshaw on the side of the highway to return to my uncle's house.

A few minutes later, we arrived in front of my uncle's house, and I was astonished to see a car I knew parked in front of my Uncle's house, was that really him?", ask me to be curious while accelerating my footsteps towards my uncle's house.

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