The Crack of a Glass

Chapter 75: My heart has been petrified ...

No longer wanting to lose track of Azzura, Close immediately moved from his seat and chased after his ex-wife.

"Zu!! Azzura!!! Wait!!!" He sped up his steps down the stairs following the girl.

While Azzura seemed to run small leaving the cafe without caring for the call from Close.

All she had in mind right now was to avoid her ex-husband. He quickly entered a bookstore and went into hiding.

When he wanted to contact Nadirah, Azzura only realized that he had forgotten to take his bag at the cashier's desk.

"Astaghfirullahaladzim ..." he sighed violently while occasionally peeking out.

While Close who is now outside the cafe turned to the left and to the right looking for the whereabouts of Azzura.

"Fast disappearance." Close looked very disappointed not to find Azzura. "Did he work at this cafe?"

Unable to find any trace of Azzura, Close returned to the VIP room.

"Fatur ... find out where the girl lives," Close orders shortly after landing her butt on the couch.

"Good, Sir."

While Johan looked confused and curious looking at his business partner.

"Do you know her?" Johan opened his voice.

"Hmm .. she is my ex-wife," replied Close with a flat face and sipped her cigarette.

"What?!!" Johan was very surprised to hear that.

Silent for a moment, before Close finally told Johan everything about the actual incident.

Like three dollars, Johan was immediately bowed to hear the story Close. The two make no difference.

Both jerk and waste the woman. It's just that he didn't do the KDRT. As a jerk himself, he also did not allow the KDRT. Now there are only regrets.

Instantly his chest instantly tightened. Remembering the figure of Nina he left in a two-bodied state. Even when he wanted to go back and apologize, he was too late because his wife was dead.

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Away from the current city of M, looks Yoga with his parents, brother and best friend Radit and Nanda are at the airport.

After considering, he finally decided to follow Daffa to the city of A and will serve in the hospital of his cousin.

Everything he did to forget the memories of Azzura with him in that J city.

"Yoga .. If there's any time to mess around here." Radit hugged her with a sad feeling.

Yoga looked at Nanda and Dita and then reviewed the smile. "Nanda, take care of yourself and your womb. If Azzura is with us, of course we all stay together. But ... It's been three years, your best friend has absolutely no news. I feel leaving this city was the right decision for me."

Nanda just nodded. But still he felt sad. After losing Azzura now she has to lose her husband's best friend.

"Honey ... often give news to mother and father," said Fahira mother then hugged her youngest son while crying.

"Yes Mother." Yoga broke her arms and hugged Farhan, then her father tightly.

"Dad .. I said goodbye. Sorry ... I can't continue as President Director at Dad's hospital" she said. "I've tried to forget Azzura, but still I can't. Perhaps by leaving this city all her memories and shadows will slowly erode from my mind and heart."

Mr. Prasetya further tightened his embrace and nodded with a sad feeling.

"Take care of yourself, son. Say hello to Daffa. I'm sure as time goes by you can definitely forget about Azzura." Mr. Prasetya patted his shoulder. Although sad to have to part with his son, but he must respect his decision.

After saying goodbye, Yoga began to push her suitcase away from the people she was so close to and loved so much.

"Sir Daffa .. Why are we so lucky? Loving women we can never reach and reach for. Brother Daffa is right, he is like a mirage," muttered Yoga as he continued to step towards the plane that would take him to the city of A.

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"It looks like they've left the cafe" he said. He walked to the door and opened it.

"Mama!!" call Noni. "You want to get the bag, okay?"

Azzura nodded then walked over to Noni. He grabbed his bag from the girl and said goodbye and took a thousand steps. He was afraid that Close would still be at the cafe.

He approached the bus stop and ordered a taxi online. While waiting, Azzura looked pensive. Only last night his memory returned to the picture of physical violence, now he even met the perpetrator.

As he was getting late with his thoughts, suddenly someone sat right beside him. Instantly he looked straight.

How shocked he was when he found out that person was Close. With lightning fast, Azzura immediately stood up and was about to step up.

But it was held because her hand was held tightly by her ex-husband. With a furious feeling he immediately slammed into the hands of the crossbred man.

Azzura turned back and looked at him with a look of disdain.

"Never touch me with your filthy hands," angered Zu with a stern look.

"Rel ..."

"Go away, get away from me" Zu asked, then turned his gaze toward the front. "If you want to apologize to me, I've forgiven you for a long time" Zu said.

"Can we speak well?"

"I don't think there's anything we need to talk about. The divorce papers have proven that I really don't want to have any relationship with you. My heart has been petrified for you" Zu said.

"Now you are free, it's up to you to want to do anything without hurting my mind, psychic and physical," Zu concluded without looking at him in the slightest.

Shortly thereafter, a taxi order arrived.

"With Ma'am Azzura?" ask the driver.

Azzura just nodded then walked over to the car. However, Close quickly held his hand tightly.

"Let go .. or I'll scream if you want to harass me," Zu threatened not to mess around.

"Zu! Please ... just give me a minute to talk to you, "please Close.

Azzura shook her head and slapped her ex-husband in the hand and opened the car door.

"Please take me to Jalan xxx Garuda complex," pinta Zu.

Bang the driver nodded then drove back to the address Azzura mentioned earlier.

While Close can only stare at the nanar of the vehicle that began to move away from the stop.

He was drowned weakly with a feeling of emptiness and then again sat on the bench stop with teary eyes.

Rejection, a look of disgust and disgust at him and a cold speech from Azzura immediately made him swallow disappointment.

"Azzuraj? Do you hate me that much? Is there no hope or opportunity for me? I've changed Zu" he said with his head bowed.

Shortly after, Fatur approached him and rebuked.

"Sir, are you okay?"

Close shook his head.

"Fatur .. I want you to find out where the girl lives. Whether he is the owner of the cafe or just an employee," Siss Close. "I want the information as soon as possible" urged Close.

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