Survive Though Injured

Chapter 30 - Tria Divorced From Azzam

A month and a half later....

Azzam and Tria are now in the courtroom. Yes, today is the last decision Azzam must accept.

The judge ruled that Tria officially separated from Azzam and child custody was left to her ex-husband.

Azzam who heard the judge's decision tried to toughen up even though his heart was crying.

Tria got out of the chair, she put on her sunglasses and walked over to her ex-husband, "Mas, I'm picking up the kids. I think you have the best right to take care of, care for and raise them." Smiling happily there was no look of regret from the woman's face.

Azzam smiled faintly and then nodded in agreement.

Tria came out of the courtroom, then hugged Mama Rose who stood near a man who had been her affair for the past 3 months.

Azzam who came accompanied by his parents, crying in Mama Lita's arms.

"You who are patient and must be strong, Zania and Zadya need you" his father Azzam gave a cheer.

Azzam nodded while wiping his tears.

Tria held the hand of the man who had already destroyed her household with Azzam, both of whom looked very happy.

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Dimas, who had just found out that his sister was divorced from Azzam, looked very angry. He came to his parents' house.

"Mama, why support Tria parting ways with Azzam?"

"Tria doesn't love Azzam anymore" replied Rose casually.

Dimas smiled cynically.

"You're just here to ask that?"

With a disappointed face Dimas said, "Ma, if I had known from the beginning Tria was suing Azzam, I would have prevented it."

"It's all happened, Dimas. Let your sister make her own life choices" said Roses.

"Wouldn't Azzam's beginnings be his choice? Then why leave her, for another man who is not necessarily better than her ex-husband?"

"Because Azzam is not as level as us!"

"Mama said not to be as level? What about Alya?"

Silent rose.

"Because Mama and the late father owe a debt of gratitude to his parents so I betrothed him. If it wasn't for that, would Mama have married me to her even though we loved each other from the beginning?"

Again the rose was silent.

"Mama was so happy to let Tria drive my niece out of her mother's house" Dimas said with teary eyes.

"I'm disappointed in Mama!" Dimas left with anger.

As soon as he reached his house, Dimas hugged his wife and cried in the room.

"Mas, why?" Alya looked confused, about to leave the room suddenly her husband came and hugged her.

"I have failed to become Brother and papa's successor" he replied sobbing.

"Mas.." - cleanly.

"Why didn't you tell me if Tria was suing for her husband's divorce?" Dimas loosened his embrace.

"I'm sorry, Mom."

"If you tell me none of this will happen."

"Mas, Azzam has suffered for too long because of your brother's selfishness. Maybe this was the best for her," Alya gave a reason for Dimas not to be sad.

"Azzam's a good man, why is Tria so stupid to let go?"

"I also don't know how your sister thinks, Mas."

****

The next day at lunchtime, Dimas and his wife invited Azzam to meet at a cafe without children.

Yes, last night Dimas asked Alya to accompany him to meet his sister's ex-husband.

"Zam, on behalf of my sister. I'm sorry" Dimas said sincerely.

"Nobody needs to apologize or forgive, Mom. Maybe it's my destiny, our soul mate just got here." Azzam said with a sad face.

"I don't know my sister's behavior out there, to the point of making your household a mess."

"It's my fault, too, Mom. Because he has not been able to be a good husband for Tria. I hope in the future he gets a better man than me."

"Zam, what is your heart made of? How sincere you are to Tria, even though you have been hurt, still pray good for her," her inner self Alya.

"May you get a much better replacement for my sister" Dimas hoped.

Azzam only smiled faintly and moved his chin slowly.

Heartache and sadness certainly become one, but he tried to get up and forget. Moreover, his parents certainly did not allow him to return to his ex-wife.

"Greet Zania and Zadya. At any time if we invite them, you can allow it" said Alya.

"Yes, Brother. Zania and Zadya are your nephews, after all" Azzam said.

Alya and her husband looked at each other while smiling faintly.

-

His afternoon.....

Alya asks her husband for permission to meet with Tria and of course the man allows her.

Alya sipped tea and snacked on fries while waiting for the arrival of her sister-in-law.

Exactly at 5 past 25 minutes, Tria came with a haughty face. He sat in front of his sister-in-law.

"Please order your drinks!"

Tria ordered warm milk coffee to the cafe waiter.

"I invite you to meet just to congratulate you," Alya smiled insinuatingly.

Tria laughed cynically.

"I hope you never take Azzam back."

Tria laughed again, "Don't you want to be with her?"

Alya smiled, "Your brother is very kind, never minded to betray him."

"Sister, loving a man who never reciprocates your heart is painful."

"But, I like it," Alya cut it off.

"The man I'm with right now is much more perfect than Azzam, he has everything. His income alone was greater than Mas Dimas."

"I just want to tell you, don't regret letting Azzam go."

"I won't regret it, Brother."

"A real man he'll never take another woman from another man, let alone in a dirty way like you do."

"We both love each other, brother." Tria defended herself.

"Did you know? He'll do the same."

"meaning?"

"Have you never heard of the words of vengeance?"

Tria couldn't answer.

"The revenge must be there."

"Now you want Alya, what?" Tria began to get emotional.

"Change, Tria."

"No, you don't have to arrange me!"

"Alright if you don't want me to advise, but remember when Azzam has got your replacement don't ever regret it much less ruin his happiness."

"I have no interest in returning to such a poor man."

"I hope you don't lick your own saliva," Alya smiled as she enjoyed her tea again.

Alya stood up from her chair.

"Where are you going?"

"I want to go home, my husband will be home from the office soon. I just want to be a filial wife and love the family."

"No need to insinuate me," he said.

"Upss, sorry!" Alya grabbed the bag and held it up. "I go first, yeah!" he left and left the cafe.

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Azzam's Story Is In the title 'My Preferred Mother'.

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