The Suffering of the Wife I Divorced

Chapter 40

"Who said it?" Bian's voice was clearly unfriendly.

"On the first day I booked your villa, I asked you to go to Dika. Dika says you have been with your wife for a long time. He also said, You don't have kids yet?" Tiara tried to speak softly, with a tone she always used while talking to the man. "When you're a big adult, huh? I thought he was in third grade at the time when we first met. Last time I met Dika again fitting him High School when you first worked in Jakarta."

Tiara let out a long sigh, controlling the muffled nervousness. However, after eleven years of not meeting, of course he felt awkward when he met the man again.

Moreover, their romance story used to end without a word of farewell, and they separated when both were drunk in love.

"What do you really want to talk about? The habit of talking like is not to the point directly." Bian didn't mince words to guess.

Tiara was silent for a moment, then a long breath was heard before finally saying, "The watch I sent three weeks ago, why is Dika dipake? I take the guy version, just like the time you bought me a watch with your first salary working time at Hy***. You're inget, aren't you?"

"It is impossible to forget the same as what I have done," said Bian indifferently. "But it's just the past, it's not worth remembering."

"Bi, you've changed a lot, haven't you, now?" Tiara still maintained her voice to sound calm. "Udah successful, your career is good, your thinking has been much more mature—"

"Two, not adults" concluded Bian. "Basically, everyone must have changed over time. After all, every second that passes and what we have experienced, all play a role in encouraging us to judge, assume, think, and decide one thing in different ways. So, don't—"

"You're right, everything must have changed," Tiara added bitterly. "The only thing that never changes is that we are so hard to be one. No matter how much love you feel as I used to be, or how much I want to be your wife, it's really hard to make that happen. But, just so you know, Bi .. my desire to be your wife, it never subsided in the least ...."

Tiara paused her sentence for a while, taking a deep breath before continuing, "Since you are now a widower and have no children, I think you are also doing the same thing as me. We can't really forget each other, can't open our hearts and adapt to our partners. Bi, I'm in the same divorce process as Ko Liem, and my parents aren't there. If there is a second chance, can we not take the opportunity? We can continue our delayed story without a decision. We both know, I'm not barren, I've been pregnant with your son even—"

"Ra, can you come down now?" Bian threw the cigarette butts out the window, his expression so complicated as if completely shocked at what Tiara described.

"Bi, please think what—"

"No way, our relationship started the wrong way. We should not be desperate to do silly things just for the blessing of your parents. And everything that starts in a good way, will never end well" concluded Bian emphatically. "Please get down now, Bi. I need to go home and rest—"

"Bi, I'm serious. I've been waiting for a chance to divorce Ko Liem. That's also why I chose to rent your place this month during my divorce mediation process. I just wish I could meet you, discuss what was once our hope, I miss going on your same days. I want us to reverse, start again everything from the beginning and—"

"And you better go home, take care of your divorce proceedings. Live your life from the beginning with your children, because your expectations cannot be realized. I'm not a widower, I have a wife and son—"

"Adoption child—"

"Tiara, get down .. please .. there's nothing we need to discuss anymore. It would be better if you continue your life without the shadow of the past ..."

"You can get everything you want, but not from me, Tiara."

Bian let out a long breath, he lowered his voice before continuing, "Tiara, our story is quite a history, a lesson, a lesson, and the experience makes it even better to live in the future— with or without our loved ones. And need you to underline my status now, I'm not a widower. I just got married two weeks ago, and I have a daughter from a wife I love. So, Tiara .. lupain our past, live your life, believe me.. your happiness must come at the right time."

"Bi ..." Tiara could even hear the tremors in her voice, and she had no idea why her tears suddenly shot out upon hearing Bian's soft voice.

The tone that he longed for, which Bian often did when they intertwined a long romance story that ended without the word 'happy'.

Bian was a little riled up and went awry when he heard a mouthful of stuffing from the back seat. He glanced at the rearview mirror and found the woman's shoulders shaking, as if being struck by reality.

"Tiara, don't be like a little girl. You're a habit if anything even cry that, always make me feel like a real bastard who really makes a girl cry." Bian grimly.

"We are both adults, try to digest again what I said," continued Bian. "Everyone is not never experienced bitter events, they have the experience of living according to their respective portions. Don't make me go wrong, please ..."

"Bi .. I just miss you," said Tiara in the middle of his sobbing. "I miss everything about us."

Bian exhaled heavily before saying, "Tiara, I've spoken well and explained everything about my life now. I know you're not a stupid woman who can't respect others. And if I were a widower and we got back together, not necessarily what you imagined about us would be the same as before. So, please come down now... Your children, especially my wife and children, are waiting for me to come home."

"I understand ..." Tiara scrunched her nose and nodded. "Sorry .. I may be too selfish. But, don't forget me, huh, Bi? He said ..The most painful thing is to be forgotten. I don't want to be the one you missed."

"I don't promise."

After saying that, Bian waited for Tiara to come down until the door of the car was closed. Shortly afterwards, Tiara was beside Bian's car door with her eyes visibly injured. So, inevitably Bian saw the bead of Tiara's eyes that now clearly looked fragile.

"Thank you," Tiara said as she smiled a bitter smile. "Greet your wife and children. We can still win, right?"

"No idea." Bian raises his shoulders. "The same victory of people from the past who have had a special relationship with us, on average, will only be a problem and seeds of quarrel in the household. And I don't want to fail in my household anymore."

When Bian realized that tears were inundating Tiara's eyes again, he added, "Udah ah, don't wander off like that. Rest there, continue to return to Jakarta if your condition is better. It's here too just hurting yourself if you find yourself seeing me again. Because the only thing you're gonna get is me and my present life, not our past."

"I want to stop by your house first, meet the wife—"

"No! You want to kill me, that's his name!" Bian grumbled while chuckling. "Don't make trouble, okay?"