That Cute Woman is my wife

Because He's my husband!

The scenery is very heartbreaking, where Akemi must witness the togetherness of his wife with a man who is part of the past. Yes, that person is Akemi. She accidentally saw Shella standing in front of a flower shop not far from their apartment with another man. It hurts so much, the happiness Akemi dreams of tonight, is gone. It would have been revealed that love would have been smoothly, but he was wrong. There was a sharp pebble that blocked their relationship. Does Shella still love that guy? if not, then why should she cry with a man from her past? is she that kind of love to that guy? what has Akemi meant all this time? didn't that man give her such great love all this time?

Unknowingly Akemi shed tears, tears that were never shed for anyone. His heart was broken, his soul was crushed, and his heart felt like it wanted to explode. Should he approach two people who are in front of his eyes? and affirm that the woman is his wife? only wife. Think Akemi.

Akemi continued to play around with the turmoil within her chest, she wanted to hear Shella say something, but why was the woman as if she was mute? does that mean he still wants the man back in his life? what about Akemi's love? is that guy just a display of Shella's life? but why does that love feel real in Shella's eyes for Akemi?

Long Akemi swirled in her mind, looking at the silent Shella without a word, making her heart and soul crumble at the same time. Finally Akemi chose to leave the two people who still love each other. At least that's what Akemi thinks.

While Ibrahim continued to cry, so did Shella. The sound of their cries seemed to break the silence of the night.

"Ella, what did I mean to you all this time? why did you stop fighting? why haven't you been looking for me all this time? why do you seem to throw me away? is it because of him? is it because of that guy? has he touched you? take away your honor? tell me, Shella, tell me!"

"Because she's my husband!" shella replied finally after a long silence. The crying of Ibrahim stopped. But not with his heart. The organs of the body that pump blood are as if kicking in there.

"W-what?" lirih Ibrahim's. The man's voice was like it was stuck in the throat.

"Yes Ibrahim. He's my husband, Akemi. He is the man I love. He was the man who embraced me as long as I lived in this foreign city alone. I live with all the pain of the world, but he comes to offer beauty. He gave me strength and confidence. When everyone rejected me, he accepted me and spread his arms. So too with his family. Do I have to betray them? should I be called a human?" Shella started to break her heart. Maybe it's time the man knew the truth. So that she stops hoping and blames Shella.

"It's true that I don't love you anymore, but not because I've fallen in love with my husband. Because we can't be together. We're in a different destiny Ibrahim," said Shella.

"What's different about Ella? whahuh? didn't we love each other first? don't you love me too much? then why did you stop fighting? fighting for our love, why?" ibrahim still does not want to accept Shella's explanation.

"Ibrahim, I'm married. Well, let's just say I'm not loyal to you. Let's just say I can't fight for our love just yet. Then how do you fight your parents' egos? did you run away from home and prove that you love me? can you call that love? it's not Abraham's love, but ambition."

Shella's words were so heartbreaking to Ibrahim. Why does the woman say that her love is only limited to ambition? so what does this struggle mean? he had to pass through a terrifying valley in the forest for the sake of his love, and that was in say ambition? quite impossible.

Ibrahim smiled wryly, His heart was wounded and bleeding.

"What's? what do you mean Ibrahim?" Shella asked in disbelief.

"Why Ella? do you justify what I say?" ejek Ibrahim's.

"This is what makes us unable to be with Abraham. There is no trust between us. If you really love me, you won't believe what people say about me. Don't you know how I am? if you hear that from your parents. Please believe their words. I won't say anything more. Don't you also know how much they hate me? then why do you still doubt my character?" shirih Shella. His heart was sliced when Ibrahim also thought, that Shella married Akemi for her property. Though his love for Akemi is really real and sincere.

"Ella" said Ibrahim. There was a sense of regret in his heart, because he had doubted the character of Shella. Yeah, he regretted it. There was no intention to offend Shella, only that Ibrahim's jealousy had filled her heart and mind.

"Ibrahim, I'm not trying to deny that I used to love you, but that was it. And now everything is different. I found my true self with my husband. I love her Ibrahim. Didn't you always teach me the meaning of the word faithful? and I was faithful to Ibrahim. I was loyal to you first, but your parents are against us. Should my world stop when our love cannot be fused? should I close my future when our love is about by the world? you say the word faithful. I am faithful to Ibrahim. And that's my husband. I love him Ibrahim. Please let me go, please. Hix, hyx, hyx." Shella's sobs shattered Ibrahim's defenses. His heart was broken, his soul was broken. Is Shella begging for love for another man? should she stop loving Shella? can he live without that woman?

"No! I'm not gonna let you go Ella. You are mine, mine!" Ibrahim. It seemed that the man was still clean solidly with his stance.

"Ibrahim, I beg you. If we live together, you will not be happy either. There is no more love between us. I've long forgotten that love" Shella said.

"Ibrahim, start a new life with another woman. And be happy, I'll be happy too" Shella said.

Abraham no longer knew what to do. His mouth seemed to be tightly locked. His tongue was weak, his brain paralyzed, his body stiff. Is this pain being refused? what himself? he just fell in love with a woman who was very much in his puja. Without Ibrahim realizing it, Shella had already left her. The woman took off her hand.

Ibrahim's body drooped weakly on the ground. He cried bitterly while shouting Shella's name.

"Shella.., Shella. Hu, hu, hu. Don't leave me Shella. Ilove you. I love you, Shella. Haha." Ibrahim cried and laughed at the end of the sentence. He's like a frustrated man who's crazy for love.

It is true what people say, love can be honey for sweetening the taste when the beauty of the world accompanies us. However, at some point it will become poison when betrayal is with us. Whatever it is, love doesn't always have to be.

To be continued.