The Crack of a Glass

Chapter 60: The bitter truth ...

Apartment Yoga ...

After a day of his activities in the hospital, Yoga is now seen resting in his living room

The shadow of Azzura who looked so frightened just suddenly filled his mind. It was as if he still felt the tremors of the girl's body trembling in fear in his arms.

"Azzura ... is he okay?" gumam Yoga then moved from the sofa to his room.

As he was about to continue his steps towards the balcony, his eyebrows clutched when he found a letter on his nightstand.

"Looks mail?" his his hiss shortly after grabbing the paper then sat down on the side of the bed. He opened the letter and read it.

Dear Yoga ...

Every meeting there will be a farewell, but goodbye is not a reason for us to forget each other.

I don't know where I should start. But I want to thank you for everything. Your kindness, your sincerity and the way you treated me as a woman really made me feel safe and comfortable being around you.

Thank you .. because for the last six months you were willing to be my fake husband just because you wanted to see mom happy. Say my regards and my apologies to Farhan, Aida's sister, Nanda's father and mother because I didn't have time to say goodbye to all of you.

Sorry ... I have to leave this city as far as possible, to get rid of all the pain and trauma that is now unfolding and not know when it will heal.

Remember, even though distance separates us, we never feel distant, because our friendship is not measured by distance, but by heart.

Yoga ... If we are a match, God will surely bring us back together. I take care and take good care of yourself. Thanks again for everything.

Azzura Area ...

"Azzura" said Yoga then bowed and felt his body instantly become limp. Looking at Azzura's handwriting.

Her cries instantly broke when recalling her companionship with the hijab girl. He felt like he had lost someone so important in his life.

"Why? Why don't you come see me or just call me for a second to see and hear your voice, Zu? Why do we have to part ways like this?" she was accompanied by her sobbing while grasping the letter.

Soon someone scolded and approached him.

"Yoga ... What's up, son?" ask the father and sit next to him.

"Dad," she shrieked and immediately hugged the father while crying. "Azzura has left this city. Even he did not explain in which city he went" he continued with a gasp.

Mr. Prasetya just flinch at once surprised to hear the expression of the son who seemed hit with the departure of the girl.

Deep in the corner of his heart felt the same way. His eyes immediately ran into the river.

Yoga continued to dissolve in his sadness in the father's embrace. While Mr. Prasetya, he just let Yoga hug him, crying until his crying slowly subsided.

"Yoga .. according to the father was much better than Azzura had to constantly meet her husband. Leave, Son. We can find her whereabouts later," whispered the father as he patted her on the back and encouraged her.

Yoga can only nod and then unravel the gap from the father. After that, he moved and stepped towards the balcony to look for a fresh breeze.

While Mr. Prasetya who is still sitting at the side of the bed, staring at the nanar letter that is now lying on the bed. He took the sheet and read it.

"Azzura .." said Prasetya and could not hold back his tears.

After years of restraint in order to avoid the girl, now he must really lose her. I don't know what to do now.

Dilemma ....

That is what now represents all of his soul and body. He had tried to shake off the difficult feelings he had interpreted long ago until now, but still his heart could not lie if he loved Azzura secretly.

Although it is wrong and inappropriate, but that is the reality. Instead Azzura, all this time he only considers all forms of attention and affection from Mr. Prasetya, just a form of affection for a father to his daughter.

But who would have thought if he misinterpreted even completely insensitive, if it was the love of an adult man.

Love is strange and hard to guess. But I don't know who eventually Azzura's love will dock.

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Away from the city of J, Azzura who had arrived in the town of M since this afternoon, seemed to be staying at one of the hotels.

Her smile was adorning her face, as she kept remembering her encounter with the five-year-old girl Ayya on the plane.

"It's so bad," he muttered remembering the boy's pretty face.

After which, Azzura stepped out towards the balcony of the hotel room. He looked at the beauty of the city of M which is not as busy as in the city of J.

"God's Cause .. I didn't expect that I would settle in this city" he murmured and closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

"Bismillah ... Allaahummalthuf bii fii taisiri kulli 'asirin, fa inna taisiira kulli 'asirin 'alaika yasir, as 'alukal yusra wal mu'aafaata fid dun-yaa wal aakhirati.

It means: "O Allah, give me taufik, virtue, or tenderness in terms of ease in every difficulty, for in fact the ease in every difficult is easy for You, and I ask for ease and protection in the world and in the hereafter," (HR Thabrani).

Azzura recited the prayer in a soft voice.

"Yoga ..I'm sorry that we have to part ways like this. I will never forget you. Your kindness and sincerity and the form of your concern for me feel so hard for me to forget," she said, wiping away her tears in remembrance of Yoga.

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Kheil Family Mansion ...

Since returning home from his office, Mr. Kheil has not said much but just pensively. To make Momy Lio lured to ask.

Her husband is not usually like that. While carrying a glass of warm coffee, he approached the husband who was sitting in a lounge.

"Daddy," said Momy Lio as she placed the cup of coffee on the table. "Since coming home from work, momy saw daddy like not spirit. What's up?" ask momy.

Mr. Kheil took a quick glance at it then grabbed the glass then gulped down his coffee. I don't know where to start the conversation. He was afraid that his wife would return.

"How do I explain it to Momy?" his mind while grasping the fingers of momy Lio.

Momy Lio was increasingly astonished by her husband's strange demeanor. Plus the grip of his hand that felt so tight.

"Mom," she shrieked in a choked voice. "Azzura has already left this city," said daddy Kheil as he opened his voice. "He didn't say where to go. Earlier, before leaving he only sent a message if he was already on the plane and would take off soon" Kheil explained.

Momy Lio immediately looked at him at once very surprised. A second later his tears immediately shed in memory of the son-in-law.

Mr. Kheil explained everything to Momy Lio about his meeting and Azzura this morning at the office and Azzura's last plea for help and the girl's apology for him and Gisel.

Rrrrr ....

Close who had accidentally heard the conversation momy and her daddy as if struck by lightning.

The legs that had been so strong to support his body immediately made him fall down on his knees.

"No ... no. impossible," he murmured as he pulled his hair in frustration.

Momy and daddy Kheil immediately looked back when they heard something falling.

"Close," scolded the father and stood looking at him from a distance not too far from the son.

"Daddy, tell me if it's a lie .. right?" he said while crying.

One bitter reality that returned made him shock at once made his world feel like it would collapse that very second.

Daddy Kheil shook his head and said, "Unfortunate .. It's all true, Close," replied daddy Kheil.

He fell back down crying with his body trembling. He did not expect that Azzura would actually sue for divorce even completely abandon her.

Azzura's cold-pitched words yesterday instantly re-clenched in his ears.

Yes husband, and soon to be EX-HUSBAND.

Isn't this what you wanted? Even from the beginning of our marriage, you confidently want me to sign the divorce agreement immediately.Tenaknya soon your desire will soon be realized.

"I'm sorry, Zu .. I'm sorry .. where to look for you. Please ... give me last one chance," he poked down.

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...🍀God creates regret let us know that not everything can be repeated. Complying with emotions and passions will only be detrimental and regret is a gift that will surely be accepted.🍀...

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