The Suffering of the Wife I Divorced

Chapter 30

Flashbacks

Bian was still thinking about his decision to divorce Amara just like that. However, for some reason Bian could not accept when Amara accused Yuanita by saying, 'Could be your wife who nularin disease.'

Bian did not know, the sentence was extraordinary as if tore at his heart. Indeed, Bian was used to standing in the vanguard to defend the family, especially his son and wife.

His household with Amara had only been running for a few days, nothing compared to the sacrifice of Yuanita who had lived with him for ten years. Despite her childless condition, Bian knew Yuanita was always stoic when neighbors gossiped about her condition.

So, when Amara pointed the point about Yuanita, she somehow decided to divorce Amara, which was obviously untested as to how patient Amara was with Bian's attitude.

Maybe, Bian was unconscious during his syphilis, Yuanita's indirect words always said, 'If it hurts like this, I also take care of you, right? Where are your whores?'

And Bian could not deny that, because the fact is that Yuanita took care of herself for that long. So he dismissed the thought that his decision to divorce Amara was correct, that Yuanita was the one who had been patiently tested to take care of him, despite the spicy rants he received.

However, apparently what he defended turned out to be the sadistic person who would hurt him so brutally.

At that time, Bian asked Akew to stop his motorbike a few meters further from the home court because he saw Alif playing mound with his friends.

However, of course he only reminded Alif not to come home too late, because he knew Alif would be bored if there were no friends at home. Especially because Bian could not accompany him for two weeks, worried that Alif would contract the disease.

Bian opened the door so slowly, worried to disturb Yuanita who must be sleeping because both were sick.

However, when Bian was about to open the room door, his hand stopped on the doorknob when he heard a faint groan from inside the room. Initially, Bian suspected Yuanita of pain, but the moans turned into******* which occasionally mentioned the name 'Ardi'.

Bian's anger suddenly bubbled up when he suspected Yuanita of dragging a man into the room while he was away. So, Bian directly pushed the door hard until it crashed against the wall.

There was indeed no man there, but the extraordinarily surprised Yuanita was instantly aghast from the bed. Only, Yuanita's nightgown was revealed, while *************** was revealed, and one hand of the woman holding the phone still attached to her ear.

Bian wasn't stupid enough to believe that Yuanita was masturb*si. However, Bian's focus was on the phone Yuanita was still holding near her ear.

Without much thought, Bian snatched away the phone that was still connected to the call and stuck it in his ear, just as the man across the middle call said, "Vita dear, what the hell is it? Let's go on, just a moment I ******, you're not—"

"Name*t!" Bian screamed in anger. "Who are you, anj*ng—"

Direct calls are interrupted, and Yuanita unusually pale while hastily raising ****** ********. Instantly, Bian realized that the woman was having an affair and did something disgusting.

So, it was not without reason that Bian could not control his emotions and reflexes strangled Yuanita's neck until the woman was wide-eyed.

"Lu again phone****, Nyet?" Bian's voice was unusually thunderous, while he continued to strangle Yuanita while pushing the woman into the closet.

While trying to remove Bian's hand from his neck Yuanita was broken, refuting, "No, Pa, M-mama ... Mama can clear—"

"Still want to snort?" Bian pulled on Yuanita's neck, then smashed the woman's head on the mirror attached to the closet.

As Yuanita screamed in pain, Bian again shouted in a trembling manner, "Gue already gave a warning to you, never again playin me, Bangs*t!"

Once again Bian hit Yuanita in the head, unaware that the woman's back head was bleeding from the broken glass.

"Pa, geez, Pa ... Pain—"

"My heart is sicker and worse than this, Anj*ng!" Bian did not lie, could not tolerate what Yuanita did.

Yuanita tried to rebel, his hand did not manage to remove the grip of Bian who increasingly tightly strangled him. So, he was trying to grab an object on the table next to the closet.

The first object to reach was a ceramic ashtray, and Yuanita hit Bian on the head. However, his strength was not great enough as he was getting more and more trouble breathing.

It succeeded in making Bian's anger even more ignited. So that he immediately threw Yuanita's body until the woman was lying on the floor.

With a hunting breath Bian pointed at Yuanita, and with his teeth grinding he growled furiously, "Lu really-tests my patience! Less am I the same you, lont*?"

Bian grabbed Yuanita's phone again which he threw onto the bed. Clutching her already bloody head, Yuanita immediately got up and tried to snatch her phone from Bian.

"Hidden what else are you from me?" bian snapped while glaring and shoving Yuanita until the woman again fell on the floor.

The more Yuanita tried to snatch her phone from Bian, the more curious the man was. Then Bian realized that it was not a new phone that Bian bought a few weeks ago, it was an old phone Yuanita said damaged.

One little lie Yuanita realized Bian, and obviously there must be another lie that the woman was hiding.

"Surge, jal*ng!"

Bian pushed Yuanita again as the woman crawled up and pulled Bian's leg, trying to get up before the man took a closer look at what was stored in the phone.

Yuanita managed to stand up with great difficulty as she pleaded, "Pa, don't open it. It's not Mama—'s"

"Diem!" bian snapped with teeth grinding, then moved away and checked the phone.

He was standing near the doorway with an incredible breath of hunting as well as reddened eyes. When Bian tries to roll his thumb on the keyboard, Bian's three fingers feel something stuck behind the phone.

Then, he flipped the phone and opened the pink jelly case. Once again Bian was surprised to see five sim cards from various operators tucked in there, and once again Yuanita tried to approach Bian.

"Pa, it's not got—"

"Lu can be pinned or do I want to slap?"

Bian's plotting succeeded in making Yuanita tremble. So, the woman stood at a distance of three meters while pressing on the back of her injured head, while Bian began to examine one by one the sim card.

It takes a while just to check each card. The first thing Bian checked was the blackberry messenger, the message, and the contact name. She was stunned when she saw the contact named 'my beloved husband', which was definitely not Bian's number.

So, no wonder if Bian immediately looked back at Yuanita darkly. "Who are you calling 'my beloved husband'?"

Yuanita did not reply, her lips locked tightly while Bian started calling the number. The first call had no answer, and then he tried the second call.

"Hello, Mommy? Tumben really called? Kangen Papi, ya—"

"Wrn*ng! Have any relationship you same bini—"

The call was interrupted before Bian managed to finish his sentence. However, Bian's punch didn't just get there.

In addition to the contact named 'my beloved husband', Bian still found the contact names 'My Love, Aa handsome, beloved lover, my most handsome boyfriend'— Even dozens of other men's names that make Bian's heartwarming feel plied with endless daggers.

It's in the simcard that's still attached to the phone. Not to mention the five other simcards that make Bian can hardly breathe. Indeed, he did not deny his love for Yuanita could not be said to be great.

However, it is impossible if Bian does not love Yuanita in the slightest after a long time they married— after they went through various thorns and thorns that accompanied their household trip in various conditions.

Bian also did not refuse and admitted that he was not a good man. However, Bian knew very well his habits of the past two years that 'screams' outside just to vent the disappointment that he could not express because of Yuanita's betrayal.

He didn't know why he was so stupid. How could Bian survive for so long with Yuanita, just because he held fast he did not want to abandon his son and wife, as his father had done in the past.

In the end, the promise and determination that he echoes because of the pain of seeing his mother's suffering in childhood, actually makes Bian trapped in a tremendous wound.

"Why are you so much as a girl, Yuanita?" Bian laughed bitterly as he checked the last simcard, only finding three male contacts who else the men were.

Then he approached Yuanita, cupping the woman's face with both hands.

Painfully, Bian looked at his wife so coldly as he said, "Not a few women want to be in your position. Live comfortably without having to mess around with economic difficulties. Tell me where my lack is? Less attention? Less money shopping? Less appreciated? What are you really looking for?"

Yuanita could not answer, she cried sobbing— could not return Bian's gaze, or say a word from his mouth.

"Pa, sorryin—"

Bian pushed Yuanita when the woman wanted to hug him, trying to persuade him. He returned away, unsatisfied to check Yuanita's phone for just looking at the contact list that made him nauseous.

Bian sighed deeply before moving his fingers to open the messaging app. Regardless of who Yuanita sent the message to, she was already unable to scan the many names of the men there.

However, not a few contents of Yuanita's message stating that she was a widow who died by her husband.

"Lu don't pantes I'm sorry, Yuanita!" Bian's voice was so soft, full of conditions for pain.

Bian got to the point of being tired of being angry. He grabbed a cigarette and started a fire. Then sit on the edge of the bed and go back to checking the messages that he has not yet explored.

Regardless of Yuanita who fell down while sobbing before him, Bian's focus was on the name 'Ardi'— which he clearly remembered that was the name Yuanita mentioned in his sigh, and of course of course the man also did the ***** by phone with Yuanita.

As if recalling every date and time, Bian noticed something odd in the message, stating whether Yuanita still kept their video.

While smoking a deep cigarette, Bian's fingers rolled open the file manager application. Bian was silent for a moment when he saw the file named 'me and my beloved'.

The chill that crawled all over Bian's body collaborated with the growing uncontrollable pain and anger— right when he saw three hot videos of Yuanita and Ardi in a hotel.

For a few seconds, Bian couldn't even breathe. Didn't want to guess that it was Yuanita, and tried to think that it was an ordinary bok*p video. However, the facts and scandal of the affair should indeed be revealed.

When curiosity trumps logic, Bian forces himself to take the video. It didn't take Bian a minute to recognize that it was Yuanita, because in the first seconds he could see the naked woman's body under a man's confinement was clearly Yuanita.

Uncontrollable, Bian kicked Yuanita with a rumbling fury that grew increasingly blind. Yuanita who immediately sprawled as if not making Bian undo the intention to throw a fist on Yuanita's face.

Yuanita let out a weak cry asking for Bian's forgiveness. Only, Bian did not know why he was really like a demon possessed person, completely unaware of the surroundings, unable to hear Yuanita's agonizing cry.

The only sentence spoken by Bian when checking*k Yuanita was, "Dar*hmu is lawful to me!"

Yuanita's eyes widened, almost out of breath as Bian occupied her stomach. Bian's cheque on his neck seemed to be attached, and Yuanita could not thrash anymore against Bian.

The anger that overshadowed Bian was so foreign, uncontrollable and made him really intend to finish off Yuanita that second as well. Even so, Bian's cheeks got wet when he tightened the check* it on the woman's neck.

Either because of Yuanita's injuries and pain, or because of Bian's rebellion that could not control his anger.

Bian doesn't know what he's feeling right now. His heart throbbed ungodly. Wounded, disappointed, there was not even a comparable word to describe how devastated the man was.

When Yuanita's breath seemed to be ending, that's when Bian faintly heard Alif who had been in the doorway since when he was crying screaming, "Papa! Papa! Papa!"

It was then that Bian regained his senses, then heard hurried footsteps before some people finally tried to stop Bian from eliminating Yuanita.

It happened so quickly, even Bian was unaware of how many neighbors were trying to hold it, keeping Bian away from the near-death Yuanita in his hands.

His ears were rusty, unable to hear the screeches of those who tried to resuscitate Bian. His eyes seemed closed, unable to see that Yuanita could barely breathe as some people lifted the woman off the floor.

Until some time passes, Bian still can not be invited to communicate. His eyes were still reddened, reflecting on how hot Yuanita's video was with Ardi. His ears were suddenly deaf, so he could not hear the roar of the car that took Yuanita to the hospital.

If it wasn't for seeing Alif shivering and crying in fear in the arms of one of his neighbors, Bian wouldn't have known until when he was emotionally controlled.

It is not easy for Bian to be able to wake up in a short time, to not be able to think about the possibility that he will languish behind bars if Yuanita's life is lost.

Bian hugged Alif, kissed his son with regret, and sought the calmness of Alif who trembled in fear, while his little lips continued to mutter, "Why muk*lin Mama? Mama's not gonna die like her mama's Temen Alif, is she?"

Bian could not answer, his lips locked tightly— realized he was so selfish that he did not think of the consequences that would happen to Alif if he really did not realize to eliminate his wife.

Indeed, Alif is not his heart with Yuanita, one thing that may be worthy of Bian's gratitude why until this moment his wife never gave him offspring.

However, Bian still realized that Alif is His care, apart from him who can not be a role model for Alif. Moreover, Alif is the son of his older sister, the orphan who never saw what his father was like.

So, no wonder Bian's affection really spilled on the little boy on his lap.

"Sorry Papa," muttered Bian regretfully. "Your mother will not die. Will be home soon."

With tears in his eyes and sobbing, Alif looked at his father's face, hoping to believe what he said.

However, the look of Bian's eyes that were still reddened covered in anger made Alif more and more reluctant, while his body was trembling. And Bian could not deny that Alif was plagued by overwhelming fear.

In the end, Alif was getting hysterical in his father's lap until Bian was increasingly confused and wrong. So, when Agung— brother-in-law Bian came after one of the citizens contacted the Yuanita family, he let his son go with nephew Yuanita.

However, at this time Bian could not find the right way to relieve Alif's fear. Making Alif witness domestic violence was never in Bian's scenario, because he knew what impact it would have on Alif later in life.

While Alif was away with his sixteen-year-old son Agung, Bian asked the RT chairman at his home to disperse the crowd. Then, then he, Agung, and some local community leaders began to discuss.

Initially, some residents had tried to bring Bian to the authorities to account for what he did to Yuanita.

However, after Bian managed to control his emotions and can be spoken to, he began to explain the problems that prompted him to do so.

Yuanita's disgusting affair is the biggest disgrace and stain in the Bian household, which in the neighborhood is famous as a harmonious— couple even though they are never blessed with children. So, there was no way Bian would tell them the scandal so plainly.

Ten years Bian lived in Yuanita village, adapting and getting along well with the surrounding residents obviously done Bian long ago. And no wonder if the chaos that was happening at that time was enough to make an uproar and surprise, did not expect that Bian did domestic violence.

To hell with their assumptions, Bian doesn't care if his reputation is dilapidated. Not to bother if he was labeled as an arrogant, barbaric man who dared to persecute his own wife. Yang Bian knows, he failed to become a husband because he could not educate his children and wife properly.

After coming to an agreement and deciding that the problem will be resolved in a familial manner, finally there are only Bian and Agung. Shortly after the roar of a car engine that stopped in the courtyard, Yuanita returned from the hospital led by three residents into his house.

The bruises and bruises on Yuanita's face were not comparable to how devastated Bian was right now. Even the wide bandage stuck behind Yuanita's head couldn't make Bian feel any sense of pity.

Yuanita sat down limply beside Agung, while Bian looked at her with fury. After only Bian, Yuanita, and Agung remained in the house, Bian did not think back to immediately say, "From now on, you and I are no longer husband—"

"Bian, try to rethink his decision," Agung said expectantly, as if blinded that what his younger sister did to Bian was truly fatal. "Can't be solved with—"

"Two years ago you testified that my talaq automatically fell if Yuanita repeated her mistake," Bian concluded firmly, and the anger that still flared in his eyes made Agung instantly mute.

There was nothing Yuanita could do, except sobbing. If there was no video evidence on the woman's phone, perhaps Bian would easily believe Yuanita, crumbling as she said she was self-fulfilling.

However, Yuanita still tried to persuade, "Pa, Mama promised not to—"

"We're divorced" Bian concluded, unable to negotiate. "I, Fabian Gaddafi, verbally and will be followed by writing, this moment I drop three talaq on you, Yuanita Pusvitasari. Mistakes you ..."

"Triple?" Yuanita was so shocked that she stood up from the sofa. "Pa, give Mama a chance—"

"Natures one and two have already happened in our households." Bian's voice was full of emphasis. "You're not a woman to be tolerated any more and again. Tomorrow my lawyer will take care of the divorce process until—"

"Don't bring Alif!" Yuanita suddenly shrieked when she realized she couldn't possibly get anything. "You promised that Alif would keep me together even if we were apart."

That was when Bian was silent, unable to deny the agreement signed when they adopted Alif with a statement that Yuanita had just said.

"Alif my brother's son, you have no right—"

"But your brother will always give Alif to others if we do not adopt him. If my son, you can't take him away from—"

"I'm the one who took care of him and knocked him out!" bian snapped with anger that re-ignited. "You have no right at all to Alif, he's my son. You are a bit of—"

"The letter of agreement on the seal witnessed by all your families proves that Alif is my full right!" Yuanita threw an ace of Bian which made the man unable to refute. "If you hold fast to the covenant letter of the fall of the triple talaq when we divorce again, I can also keep up the defense of Alif. You or your family will not win an appeal if the letter is brought to justice."