Sharing Love: My Husband Married Without My Permission

70. Hilman The Kalap

Back to Ayu.

"Akh!!" I was shocked and shouted as I felt someone pull my hand.

"Juice!" The big voice was so familiar to me that I reflexively turned my head to him.

"What are you doing here, Mom?!" I tried to take my hand off her. He looks so angry looking at me. That big hand just won't let me go.

"Have you got that wedding book?" ask him to me. I understand what he means, marriage book.

"Yes, I got it. Why?" ask me with a firm tone.

"But it's free, Mas if you want to ask for the wedding book back. You will never get that book again!" I cried with annoyance.

"Deliver! It hurts!" I revolted, but he didn't loosen his grip at all.

"You bought the book? I ask you to return the book right now. I beg you, Ayu. I don't want to separate from you" said Mas Hilman now in a clear tone at the end of his sentence.

I laughed when I heard her words just now. Not to split?

Mas Hilman looked at me in a confused look.

"Tell me please. Don't leave me. I don't want you to ask for a divorce from me" he said. His face looked sad and frightened.

With the other hand I took off that big hand.

"I'm not asking for a divorce from you, but I'll take care of my own divorce! It's free to ask for a divorce from you, too, Mas. You still don't want to let me go. You don't realize you've never really been like me? Your words are a lie! Your words are just to please me!" seruku again.

Mas Hilman still did not want to release his hand from me.

"No, I told you I was going to divorce Hana after the child was born, but you didn't want to. What less am I with you, Yu? I really talk like that. I want to stay with you again, Yu!"

"Mas, relax! You still want to be with me, but I don't want to be with you. Don't humble yourself by begging like this! You are a man! you must be responsible with your wife and children!" I shouted out loud.

"You're my wife, Yu!"

"It's not a moment, Mom!"

"Just ...."

"Tolow!! Sinta!!" I yelled at Sinta, or whoever heard me. Damn, no one's passing through here. The hot streets make people lazy to get out of the house.

"Come on, don't scream!"

"Dye. You don't have to scream, we have to talk about this all right, Yu! I just ing ... Awww!" He screamed in pain as I forcefully set this foot on his leg. Mas Hilman's reflex released my hand and held onto his aching leg.

"Juice!" He screamed as I went inside the fence.

"Astaghfirullahaladzim, Ma'am Ayu!" shouts Sinta who just came out of the house. Sinta ran frantically towards me after picking up the usual broomstick beside the house.

I just got into the fence, this hand pulled back until I almost fell. The plastic I was holding onto was thrown to the ground. Mas Hilman pulled me back out of the fence.

"Have you taken the book to the religious court? Then let's go there to annul our divorce!" said Mas Hilman as he pulled me straight to his car. My strength is not worth his strength. This body he kept pulling mercilessly.

"Mas let me go! Hilman, I don't want to! Please, Sinta!" I screamed back asking to be released, but this guy wasn't listening.

Sinta quickly ran over and hit the back of Mas Hilman using a broomstick. Mas Hilman was jolted with the treatment he had just gotten. He quickly turned around while holding onto his aching head using one of the other hands. But I didn't let him go at all.

"Lepasin Mbak Ayu, Mas Hilman! Don't be rude to women! If Mas Hilman doesn't want to let go, Ma'am Ayu, I'll hit Mas Hilman again!" Sinta yells trying to threaten this guy with a broomstick she raised up high. However, Mas Hilman did not discuss it at all.

The broom Sinta gave it a strong look, but Mas Hilman could pull it off with one hand. With a quick movement Mas Hilman pushed Sinta until the girl strayed with both elbows supporting her against the pavement floor.

"Love! Mas! What are you doing!" I shouted again at this man. I threw a few punches at his chest, but he held this hand. Both of my hands are now within his grasp.

"I just want mine back!" He again pulled me towards his car, walking quickly away from Sinta who was now in pain.

"Mas, don't be crazy! I want to go home! Unhand me!" yell again. My hand had hurt beating his back, but the man seemed to not care what I did, still pulling me towards his car.

"Back!" my yelling. Sinta got up with great difficulty and chased after us.

I fear. What would Mas Hilman do?

Mas Hilman continued walking with wide steps making me walk with a stumble. Suddenly a large hand was seen pulling on Mas Hilman's shoulder and then ....

"Akh!!!"

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