Sharing Love: My Husband Married Without My Permission

55. Use the Chance, Or I'll Come Back!

After meeting with Arga today, I immediately decided to go back to our house. I decided to ask her for the marriage book, I thought to quickly manage my divorce terms with Mas Hilman. If he doesn't give me the marriage book, then I'll do what Arga said to take care of it to the police station and also to KUA.

There's a lot I'm thinking about now, about what I'm going to do after this. I had to start looking for work after managing my divorce with Mas Hilman. Hopefully later, after I'm done with her divorce, I can get a job.

The yard looks very quiet. Mas Hilman's car was not in the house, a sign that Mas Hilman was not in there. I was silent for a moment in front of the fence, and then I decided to go in there.

The door to my house was slowly knocked, no one answered. Then I tried to open the door, it just so happened to be unlocked. I went in there and went straight to my room.

"Mbak Ayu, what is Mbak here?" asked Hana who was surprised when she just came out of her room, I looked lazily at Hana who was still wearing her sexy nightgown, her cleavage full of clearly visible, she said, shows a red rash there. He smiled as he pulled his hair back, as if to show some other red markings on his neck.

Hah, what did he mean to show off like that?

"It's nothing. Just pick up my things that are left behind," I said and began to go into the room. I did not lie or reason, indeed I also wanted to all take some clothes that I had not been able to bring home.

The door with the width he opened, seen the woman now leaning on the doorway while folding both hands in front of the chest. I ignored the pregnant woman, shaking my head at her like that. She, at noon like this, still wears sexy nightgowns. What if someone or a guest comes in here and she's still wearing that outfit? Wouldn't it be dangerous? Especially if the guests are men.

"Hah, I think Mbak came here to beg Mas Hilman to return to this house," said Hana from there.

I didn't pry her words at all, just kept moving my hands out one by one the clothes I was going to bring. The rest of the clothes I don't bring are up to the campanakan.

"Heh, you can still hear me right? Or maybe your ears are no longer functioning because of too much crying? A barren woman like you still wants to be together with Mas Hilman? Just dream of you!" say it with evil words. I stopped my hand and looked at him sharply.

"Continue saying, if you want me to slap you again. Even I won't hesitate to tear your mouth apart, if you can't keep your word, Hana!" I cried with anger. As long as the doctor still hasn't pinned a barren word on me, I won't accept those words from anyone's mouth!

I rolled a lazy eyeball, did not want to serve him with his words that are true.

"As far as you. I didn't come here to go back to Mas Hilman, but I wanted to bring my things," I said as I stood up and opened the drawer using the key I had brought and I kept it in my wallet. From there I took some paper in it. I smiled, as it turned out that he didn't take this drawer apart.

"I'm just here to ask Mas Hilman to return my marriage book. I'm going to back out of this relationship. I'll let you have my husband alone. But .. I don't think Mas Hilman will give you the marriage book. Do you know how he kept me?" my question as I glanced at him, instantly his face turned lame.

I put the papers in my other big bag along with the clothes. Suitcase still out of nowhere. I didn't see him in this room.

"If you want my business with Mas Hilman to be finished quickly. You know what you have to do," I told him, raising the zipper.

Hana was just silent at the place where she heard me talk like that. I hope he knows and is sensitive to what I was talking about just now.

I'm done with my business. Immediately I lifted the bag and walked closer to him.

"I'll never stop your relationship, because like you said. I'm not his priority anymore" I told him.

"I know you're not that stupid and stupid to not understand what I was talking about. So, use the opportunity I gave you, rather than your position being threatened and you'll lose everything." My threat.

I continued my footsteps past him, not caring about his sharp gaze towards me.

In my heart I smiled happily. Perhaps it was better to doctrine him than I had to beg Mas Hilman to hand over the marriage book, which we would eventually proceed with endless quarrels.