
"What are you doing here, Sarah?!," asked Bima with her surprised face.
"Then what are you doing now with her!!," point me to the woman who is currently her ex-wife.
"It's not all what you see, Sarah. I'm nothin' with him. We are related only to the interests of the Princess." explained mas Bima.
"What is sitting on my lap is also one of the interests of the Princess, mas?!," I asked with glaring eyes.
"I don't think with you, you can do this to me." I continued.
"Why don't you just tell me directly that you really want to come back with her!!, why lie behind me?!!," right now my heart is overpowered by anger. Not because of the love of Bima mas that has faded, but because of the lies and betrayals committed by Bima mas to me.
Had he said well, if he wanted to go back to his ex-wife. I will sincerely release him.
Because I realized that love can't be forced. So I can't be selfish to have someone unhappy with me.
"If indeed you have no love with me, now also my talak mas!!," said I try hard, although actually this heart is very fragile. But I can't show my fragility. So that men do not arbitrarily to us oppressed women.
"Quite Sarah!!!!, I will never divorce you!!!" said Bima.
"What's up? How you making a fuss???!!," mom came out of her room.
"What is this, why is this woman?!" asked the mother, pointing at me.
"I'm asking for a divorce, mas!!!," I said again ignoring the mother-in-law's question.
"You've come to make a scene in my house?!, you're a girl who makes you bother, huh?!!," mother blamed me, when it was clearly wrong was her son and ex-daughter-in-law.
"From today on, I beg you to pack your things and leave my house immediately, mas!!!" I said loudly with emotion.
"I won't divorce you at any time, Sarah!!" Bima walked over to me.
"Mas, didn't you say you wanted to divorce Sarah and re-refer to me?," said Reta with her hand pulled Bima's hand, so that Bima's footsteps stopped.
"What are you saying, Ret. I'll never divorce Sarah." Answer to Bima.
"But didn't you say last night you were going to marry me, mas?!," said Reta with her hands tighter holding Bima's hand.
"But not for now, Reta!!, last night it was just bullshit. Because my heart is not okay!!!," Bima easily sell sweet promises to every woman.
"Your staff, mas!!, after what you did to me last night. So easily now you throw me away. Just because women are like her!!," Reta said as she pointed at me.
"Bima?!, why are you a plan man??, the one held by a man is his talk. So do what Reta says!!," said Areta.
"I don't understand your way of thinking, I think you guys who are here are all mentally ill!!!," I said.
With a heart that was very sick because of the lies committed by Bima mas, I ran to the car.
"Sarah??? Wait!!!." looks like Bima's chasing me. But I didn't care, and I got in the car.
"West... Sarah..., open the door Sarah!!!," Bima called out to me by knocking on the window of the car.
"West... Sarah... Sarah. Please, open the door. We have to talk, all is not as you see, Sarah!!," many times Bima tried to open the car door from the outside. But his efforts failed, because it was locked from the inside.
My car was running at high speed leaving Bima mas who was still standing there. When I look from the rearview mirror, Bima still does not budge. Until he was invisible from the rearview mirror, no car was trying to chase me.
When I got home, my car parked. And soon I went into the house, and walked into the room.
All clothes Bima, without exception I put in a suitcase and a large bag.
From inside the room, Bima's car was heard stopping in the yard of the house, of course.
The door was heard in his head very rudely. But I don't care at all, I still keep packing Bima's clothes into her suitcase and bag.
"Sarah!!," he opened the room door violently.
"What are you doing?!!, you want to kick me out of here?!!," said Mas Bima with glaring eyes as he watched me stuff his clothes into the suitcase.
"You betrayed me, man. So divorce me immediately!!, I don't want to have a lying husband like you!!" I said, this time my tears did not fall at all.
"I did that, not all my fault. You also contributed to the mistake." said mas Bima reverse my speech.
"I did it, it's all because of you. Because you accused me of cheating on her." Bima blamed me.
"But my accusation to you is not it a mas?!," I said with trembling lips.
"Originally you know, I'm accusing you not of accusing you!!, I am speaking because of the facts."
"Fact? You say facts? do you know for yourself? Did you see with your own eyes?" Bima defended herself.
"Yes!!, I saw with my own eyes, mas!!!," I said with a pushy look in Bima's eyes.
"I saw you in a car with your ex-wife, and you seemed to enjoy the company. You look so happy with her." I said with tears that could not be weathered.
Looks like Bima tried to convince me by scapegoating black is someone else.
"And unfortunately, all that I saw with my own eyes, mas!," I said slowly but with great emphasis.
"So now I beg you to talak me, mas!!," I continued.
"I can't live with you anymore, after I know everything you've done behind my back." I tried to say very calmly.
"I'll never divorce you, Sarah!!" said Bima, clutching my shoulders.
"Then, I will file a divorce suit because of the affair you committed in the religious court, mas!!," I threatened.
"I'm sure your lawsuit won't be accepted. Because you have no proof." replied Bima.
"Who said I have no proof, I dare to sue you because I already have evidence of your affair, mas!!!,"
!!!!!!
Bima's hard slap landed perfectly on my cheek.
"You slapped me, mas?!" I said, I looked into Bima's eyes.
"How dare you threaten me, Sarah!!," Bima's hand gripped my shoulder very hard.
"Aaaauuu...., it hurts mas!!," I cried.
"You don't mess with me, Sarah!!," Bima's eyes glared at me.
"I'll be more reckless than this!!!." he threatened. Then my body was pushed and fell on the bed. And now Bima walked to the bathroom.
I immediately took Bima's briefcase to retrieve the spare key of this house.
After exiting, Mas Bima immediately took his briefcase and out of the room.
Not long heard the sound of Bima's car coming out of the yard. He left me here alone.
I got up from the bed. I'll get a cell phone and I'll call Sinta.
"Assalamualaikum, are you home now, Sin?" I asked when the phone call was received.
"waalaikumsalam, yes Sar. Today I have a holiday, what is it?" asked Sinta.
"Okey, Man. I'm at your house now." I said. Then my phone call closed after I said my greetings and Sinta answered her.
I put a few pieces of my shirt in a rather large bag. I put this bag in my car.
And don't forget, I picked up the bag and suitcase belonging to Bima. Then I intentionally put it on the porch.
After I locked the door, I got into the car before the neighbors' eyes saw me
But even though sometimes I think there are no eyes looking at me, the real still sounds whispering about me neighbors.
Now my car is driving at medium speed, so that no neighbors are suspicious of me.
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I have a message on my phone. When I saw the message from the new number.
"Sar, you're patient. There are still good men who are not like Bima." the contents of this new number message make me curious. It seems he knows about the current state of my household.
"Who are you?" I asked in reply to the message he sent.
"I'm your secret devotee" no need to wait long, the reply from the new number entered my phone.
I just read the message, and I don't want to reply. Because I'm sure this is the work of the pranksters.
"Why don't you reply to my message, Sarah?, are you afraid of Bima?. Take it easy, Bima won't know about this." And that new number sent me another message.
And I didn't reply to him, neither did I read. I knew the contents of the message when the message notification came into my phone.
I continued to focus on the road ahead, because at this time the road is quite crowded.
My phone rang, this time a call came in.
"Maybe Sinta called, me." I muttered. Then I saw the phone in the front seat next to me.
It turned out that my guess was wrong, I guess the one who called me right now was Sinta. But actually, the one who called me was the new number that sent me a message.