Tears of Sholehah's Wife

Episodes 35.

Jihan walked straight into the Ritz Corporation building, actually today she was not at all excited to work, her head was dizzy because all night could not sleep and her eyes were a little swollen from crying every time she remembered Ammar. But silence at home is not a good solution, he does not want to dissolve in sadness, he must rise and remain firm, even though his heart is very fragile. And since yesterday's incident, Jihan looks more silent and moody.

Suddenly someone pulled on Jihan's arm, in shock, Jihan reflexively turned around and brushed the person's hand away. And his eyes were rounded when he saw that the man was the man with him in the photo. Jihan retreated away from the man.

“You? What are you doing here?”

The man smiled and ignored Jihan's question. “Hai, Dear Jihan. How's it going? Do you miss me, baby?”

“No need to mince words! Who are you really? I never knew you at all!” Ask Jihan. His heart was pounding, but he kept trying to calm down.

“I am the one who has given you pleasure, have you forgotten?” The man replied while poking Jihan's chin, but Jihan hurriedly brushed off her hand.

“Don't be brash!” Jerky Jihan. “Actually what do you want? Why are you doing all this to me?”

The man gripped onto Jihan's arm and brought himself closer to the woman. Jihan pushed him with one hand.

“I told you not to be insolent!” Jihan rebelled trying to get her arm out of the man's grip.

Just as Radit's car entered the parking lot of the Ritz Corporation building, he saw the incident. Radit rushed out of the car and approached Jihan with wide steps.

“What is this?” Sergey Radit.

The man suddenly released his grip on Jihan's arm and hurriedly escaped.

Jihan exhaled a sigh of relief. “Alhamdulillah ..”

“Jihan, what is this?” Radit was still confused as to what was happening.

“Only a little problem, Sir.” Jihan Sahut.

“That was your husband?”

Jihan shook her head and bowed. “Not, Sir. I also don't know who he is.”

“Lantas why he could be here?”

“Sorry, Sir. I can't tell stories. This is my personal problem, so it is not appropriate if I share to Mr.” Jihan. He certainly understands, can not a married woman let alone share her problems with other men who are not mahram. Moreover, Jihan does not want anyone else to know about what is going on.

“Oh, yes already. Nothing, I understand, kok.” Reply Radit. “Then, let's go in!”

“Iya, Sir.”

Jihan and Radit enter the Ritz Corporation.

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Ammar went and stepped into the bathroom, today he did not intend to come to the office, he was lazy to go out of the house and meet anyone.

After bathing and wearing house clothes, Ammar went downstairs. He walked into the kitchen and immediately opened the refrigerator, then downed the cold water in the bottle. But his eyes were fixed on the ingredients that were still neatly arranged in the refrigerator, Ammar's heart felt even more painful when he remembered when he and Jihan were shopping all that. Ammar slammed the refrigerator door and walked away.

Returning to his room and intending to order food from the Online app, Ammar grabbed his phone lying on the nightstand, but he focused on an incoming message from a foreign number. Ammar hastily opened the message, his jaw instantly hardened when he saw a photo where there was Jihan and the man who was with him in the hotel room, they stood a very close distance.

Ammar squeezed his phone after seeing the photo. “Civilized! You're really cheap!”

With a furious feeling, Ammar immediately contacted the foreign number. But it's not answered at all.

“Shoppers!” Ammar Shouted. He also replied to the message.

“ANSWER MY PHONE! DON'T BE A COWARD! WHO ARE YOU REALLY?”

The message was sent, but there was no reply. An irritated Ammar threw his cell phone on the bed and covered his face with both palms, his heart hot to see all that.

Ammar's phone rang again, a message came back from Jihan's number. A photo where there is Jihan who was asleep without clothes and only covered with a blanket along with a row of words as the introduction to the photo.

“TADI I ACCIDENTALLY PICKED JIHAN UP TO THE OFFICE AND INVITED HIM TO HAVE FUN. HE'S REALLY AMAZING.”

And one more message containing the voice recording went back to Ammar's phone from Jihan's number, the man immediately played it. He was stunned when he heard the voice ****** a woman and a man who mentioned Jihan's name repeatedly.

“Basic slut!” Ammar clenched his hand tightly. His chest felt as tight as being squeezed by hundreds of tons of stones, making his anger no longer able to hold him. Indeed, since amnesia, Ammar became difficult to control his emotions, he became irritable and difficult to think clearly. Doctors say this is the psychological effect of what Ammar is experiencing.

With angry feelings and explosive emotions, Ammar immediately contacted Adam, who was none other than their family lawyer.

“Halo, Mr. Adam. Now take care of my divorce. And make sure it's done as soon as possible!” Pinta Ammar when her phone line was connected to Adam.

“But, Mas Ammar ...”

“Urus only asap!” Ammar ended the conversation without waiting for an answer from Adam.

Ammar closed his eyes firmly, he felt his heart ache and pain.

“I hate you, Jihan!” Ammar Shouted.

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