Somplak Boss

Part 23: Divorce

I opened the door to Rena's room slowly. The little girl was sleeping in Zahra's arms.

Rena still thinks of Zahra as just a babysitter. We deliberately kept lying, so that the boy wouldn't hate Zahra.

Grandpa's slap is still on the cheek. His words were also still stuck in the heart. In what way should I bring Viola back?

I closed the door slowly. Then walk into the family room. Plunge the body on the back of the sofa.

Bi Ijah just came, carrying a pack of cigarettes I asked for. "It's Master!" he said while putting a pack of cigarettes along with change from the stall.

"Take the change, Bi," I said.

"Thank you, Sir."

"Owh yeah, please make me a cup of coffee."

Bi Ijah nodded, then rushed towards the kitchen.

When stress strikes, there is nothing more pleasant than smoking cigarette smoke. For the sake of venting, through opium from the puff of smoke that evokes memories of the past.

However, my life problems seem to have been very severe. Until my mind continues to be tormented. Viola really makes me fragile and helpless.

I became curious. What exactly was he thinking? Why would he do anything for a depraved man like Rustam?

The tip of the cigarette stick tucked in the contaminant slowly began to erode into ash. I stuffed the cigarette into the ashtray violently, then got up from sitting down.

Stepping into the kitchen, where bi Ijah made me a cup of milk coffee.

"Bi Ijah, please leave the kitchen first" I said.

"Why Master?" ask the baby girl who is confused.

"I want to go berserk!" I let out a rough breath.

Bi Ijah fell silent, then left the cup of coffee he had just brewed with a horrified face.

I'm messing with frustrating hair. Then throw all the glasses in the kitchen until they are scattered on the floor. The dishes and other kitchen furniture I pushed down.

With explosive emotions, I destroyed everything in the kitchen.

I vented all my frustration on those things. I hope this burden of life is lifted a little, and I can sleep well even if only tonight.

I'm tired, very, very tired.

My axe immediately came to a halt after a woman suddenly hugged my waist from behind.

"Mister Erwin why?" ask her with a hoarse voice.

My body froze instantly.

"Please sir, don't drag on in grief." Zahra hugged me tighter.

"I don't want Mr. Erwin to do anything."

My eyes closed for a few seconds, trying to control my emotions.

"I love you the same, Father. I will accompany you wherever you go, even if I have to be second. Even if I just make it as a babu!"

"Because in this world, only you care about me."

"I only have a father!"

I still fell silent with a shocked face.

"Many istighfar sir, then pray. Didn't you say that often?"

"Please don't keep this up, sir. Poor Rena!" Zahra cried sobbing.

"I don't want to lose my father either. I don't want to lose the person I love once again!"

***

The activity continued as usual. Every day I have to go to work. Managing some companies.

The meeting and meeting agenda with the clients also remains smooth as usual. I hid my sadness in front of many people. Although Viola had been missing for a week without news.

I actually don't think much about his existence. My heart was already wounded incurable, seeing his behavior. I only thought about the state of Rena, who kept crying because she missed her mother.

Drrtt... Drrtt...

The phone on the desk rang. After sipping a cup of coffee, I immediately raised the call.

"Assalamualaikum, what's wrong?"

"Sir, Viola's mom just came to pick up Rena" Zahra said across the phone.

"Yes, Viola's mom also took all of Rena's clothes. They moved out of my dad's house."

I rubbed my face in anger. What else is this?

With a tired face, I asked the secretary for permission to come out for a while.

I'm going to the house of in-laws. Want to ask for an explanation why Viola took Rena away from home.

After the car was parked in the yard of Dendy Wijaya's house, papa-in-law. I got off in a hurry.

A maid opened the door slowly. The bayah woman immediately bowed lethargic, seeing my presence.

"Come in, Win." My mother-in-law let me in.

I stepped onto the living room sofa to sit down. With a dimming highlight. "Why did Viola take Rena away from home?"

My mother-in-law smiled bitterly, while************* the shirt she was wearing. "Viola asked you to divorce him immediately."

The deg!

Like being hit by a sledgehammer, my body instantly froze unable to move.

"You're married again, aren't you, Win?"

I let out a rough breath. Then nod.

"Because of that, I can't stop Viola being with the person she loves." Mama-in-law wiped her tears that suddenly dripped.

Both my hands are clenched. "I had to do it to ...."

"I already know everything Win, your grandfather told me. Forgive us for not being able to properly educate Viola."

I bow my face. "I'm sincere if Viola is with another man, but not with Rustam. He's not a good man."

"Let Win, let Viola live out the decision he made himself." My mother-in-law patted me on the shoulder.

"I'm just thinking about Rena's fate." I rubbed my face in anger. "I can't be a good person for my son."

"You can still see him whenever you want." My mother-in-law is still encouraging. "Please don't let Rena lose the affection of her parents. You guys keep working together to raise Rena."

I looked at my mother-in-law with a pias face. "Well," I replied in a hoarse voice. "I'll be taking care of the divorce papers soon."

***

"Erwin!"

I stopped walking when my mother-in-law called.

"You can still call me mama" he said with tears that had bathed his cheeks.

I smiled and turned around to go home. Even though this heart still feels pain.

Rena thrashed while crying, biting the hand of Viola who had earlier locked her body. Viola suffocated, until Rena got away and ran to me.

"Father!!!" rena shouted that made my body stay in place.

Rena ran up to me crying sobbing. "Papa don't go..."

I bowed and hugged Rena tightly. He must have been very tortured. If, come with me he misses his mother. If, come with her mama she's gonna miss me. He could no longer get the love of both at the same time.

God hates divorce, even if it is permissible.

"Rena doesn't want to be meledekin because Rena doesn't have Papa anymore."

My heart was like being torn apart, tears were dripping as if I was feeling the sadness experienced by my only daughter.

From the first talaq until the last trial of divorce, in a long process. Rena spent her days crying, until this very second, at the most terrible moment, where she had to see her father completely separated from her mother.

"Papa will come often to nengokin you, dear." I pulled Rena's body deeper into the embrace. My chest feels so tight.

"Why, anyway, Papa did Mama split up?"

"Because Papa wants your mother to be happy" I said bitterly.

"But Rena now doesn't have Papa," isak Rena so much.

"You've got a new Papa who's cooler than Papa."

"Where you go back to your Mama first. Later if mama ngizinin you come with papa, papa immediately pick up. Whenever you miss papa, I'll pick you up. I don't care about everything in this world. As long as you are happy." I stick my forehead to Rena's face while moving my teeth. "Whatever papa did for you, Rena!"

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