
Jihan was able to sigh in relief when she saw Ammar's car parked in front of the house, her legs stepped quickly but the presence of Mang Jaja stopped her.
“Assalamualaikum, Mang.” Saya Jihan's.
“Wa’ aleikumsalam, Neng Jihan. Thank goodness Neng has come home.” Sahut Mang Jaja with a tense and panicked look.
“What's up, Mang? Why is Mang Jaja's face so tense?” Ask Jihan.
“Den Ammar Neng. Den Ammar went berserk and threw all the stuff.”
“Yes Allah!” Jihan spontaneously ran into the house.
And sure enough, the state of the house is a mess, a lot of broken things. Ammar was seen sitting on the sofa squeezing his hair.
“Mas ...” Reprimand Jihan as she steps closer to him.
Ammar suddenly turned around and looked at Jihan, her red eyes implying an unstoppable rage.
“How dare you set foot in this house after doing such a disgusting deed? Don't you have any shame, huh?” Sergey Ammar without shady aling-aling.
Jihan was astonished, she really did not understand the purpose of her husband's words. “This magazine says what?”
“Do not act stupid! You think I don't know what you're doing out there?”
“I really don't understand what you mean, Mas.” Jihan is getting confused about all this.
Ammar took out his phone and opened the photo and threw it at Jihan, fortunately the woman was able to catch it.
“You saw that!”
“Yes Allah!” Jihan covered her mouth with her palm.
He was shocked to death when he saw himself sleeping with a man and badly naked.
“Now what do you want to say?”
“Mas, this is not what you see. I also do not know who this man is, even I do not know why it can be there.” Jihan tried to defend herself.
“You think I believe? That photo already shows how cheap you are! Fucking whore!” Ammar said cynically.
“Astaghfirullahalladzim, Mom! I'm not like that! Please trust me. Someone must have set me up!” Jihan began to cry, Ammar's words deeply hurting her feelings.
“Do not look for scapegoats!” Benak Ammar's. “I see with my own eyes if you're with the guy, he's video call with your phone. How close are you guys until he can know your password.”
“What? But I really don't know what's going on, Mom. Last time in the cafe, my head was dizzy and after that I don't remember anything else.” Said Jihan trying to explain to Ammar.
“Liar! It turns out you're no different than Miranda! You're even worse. Hypocritical!” Ammar Sudang. “Now I know, Abbas is just your excuse to meet that guy, right?”
“Cih! You're scapegoating other people again. Basic sneaky!” Ammar Cibir.
“Mas, please believe me!”
Ammar stepped closer to Jihan and grabbed her phone violently, then opened the next photo.
“Then who is this?” Ammar again thrust his phone screen in front of Jihan.
“Yes Allah!” Jihan again gasped when she saw a woman wearing clothes and a veil like herself wriggling on a man's arm.
“You still want to dodge?”
Jihan shook her head. “No! By Allah, it's not me, Mas.”
“Don't bring God to cover up your depraved deeds!” Ammar yelled at Jihan again.
“But I didn't do it! I have to trust you!”
“Trust? I'm just starting to trust you! I even intend to repair our relationship. But what do I get? Betrayal!” Ammar evaporated his emotions, his red eyes and blocked him began to be inundated with clear liquid.
Jihan's tears are dripping more and more. “Mas. Please trust me. It's just a misunderstanding, I've never betrayed you.”
“Enough! I will not be fooled by you again! Even the more you defend yourself, the more fed up I get! Now also pack your things and get out of this house! You're my talaq! From now on you are not my wife anymore!” Said Ammar with teary eyes and hurried off to his room.
“Astaghfirullahalladzim, Mas!” Jihan was astonished, she could not believe Ammar would say such a painful thing.
Jihan's trying to catch up to Ammar.
“Mas I beg you not to be like this, please trust me!”
Jihan grabs Ammar's hand but quickly the man brushes over her and turns around.
“Don't touch me with your dirty hands that's!” Ammar snapped, his eyes completely filled with flashes of anger.
“Mas!” Jihan Lirih.
Ammar resumed his move to leave Jihan.
Jihan's body felt limp, her tears more and more spilled. He never expected that this painful day would happen.
Just now she was happy because of Ammar's sweet attitude, and hoped that their household would be better, but now the sacred words that made the pain were just thrown from her husband's mouth.
“Astaghfirullahalladzim, yes Allah.” Jihan was crying. Although his body felt lifeless, but he still obeyed Ammar's request. Jihan will go, because Ammar has turned his head and kicked her out of this house.
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