The Suffering of the Wife I Divorced

Chapter 41

"When only meet friendshmi doang your wife will kill you anyway? Except for the blessing of my late parents that we never got, the rest of us are on good terms, right, Bi?"

"Tiara, her position has changed," Bian explained gently, and he tried to avoid Tiara's gaze. The look that didn't change, still made him melt.

"As you said, everything has changed. I don't like it anymore" continued Bian, raising his shoulders.

"But your family must also be happy to meet me," said Tiara with a slight lowering of her voice. "In fact, Dika is still Wellcome .. Your brothers are also unlikely to mutusin silaturahmi. Or, don't tell me your typical husband's afraid of wives, Bi?"

Bian did not answer, he laughed while shaking his head.

"Bi, I know exactly how you are, you're basically always—"

"I'm not the type of husband who is afraid of wives, you know I really don't like girls who control me," Bian finally said, although he himself was confused as to why he had ever been so knee-jerk by Yunita. "I appreciate my wife. That's why, I don't want to get into trouble if it's not up to you."

Silent for a moment, only the roar of the Bian car engine that has not been turned off since.

"I'm home, you—"

"Bi, I still need to talk to you. Please, please .. please .... Fifteen minutes, chatting in the gazebo and coffee, huh?" persuade Tiara with a hopeful highlight, which in fact makes Bian seem hesitant to accept Tiara's offer. "You still like coffee with a little sugar, don't you? I made it, yes ... Or, do I want to make egg bread?"

"North ..." Bian exhaled heavily, then returned back to reply Tiara's glaring gaze. Her cat's eyes seemed to be glazed in the shade of the dense sky before dawn.

He cannot deny, of all people, maybe Tiara is the one who knows best what he likes and dislikes.

No wonder Tiara was once a woman who was really hard to forget, before she knew Amara and had the Biandra.

Maybe the look in Tiara's eyes is also the reason why Bian does not want to meet the ex, considering Bian knows what things always make him helpless.

To be honest, Bian hates the other side in him that is always softened by the bleak radiance of the woman Bian knows has feelings for him.

However, it is ridiculous that he should be watered down by the seemingly fragile radiance of Tiara's eyes, after now having a child and a wife.

Bian sighed deeply, deciding that he should immediately avoid Tiara that second as well. At the same time, the phone in his pocket rang.

Then, he reached into the phone and found an alarm and a reminder that read: 'Done or not the problem, must go home at five in the morning. Don't forget to pray dawn— Bundanya Biandra.'

Unaware of Tiara's presence still standing beside the car door, Bian rolled a wry smile, delighted at the little attention the wife was paying as she was about to depart.

"What the hell are you doing?" Bian could not help but be surprised to find Tiara so brave and disrespectful, something Tiara had never done in the past. Then, he noticed Tiara biting on the lips, while his hands trembled.

So, inevitably Bian got out of the car to reach for the phone in the hands of the former.

"I said jerk, I'm still missing. I miss us, Bi. Please ... bentar—"

"Tiara, don't believe me. Herein hapenya," Bian tried to persuade gently, aware that it was difficult to argue with a high tone on the woman.

Tiara gulped with difficulty while giving the phone to Bian. However, just as the man was about to grab his phone, Tiara suddenly hugged Bian's waist until the man's entire body instantly froze.

"It takes eleven years to be able to talk to you again, talk to you again ..." Tiara again sobbed bitterly while hugging Bian. "You may never know that I actually suffered that long. After mama papa decimated my womb, my body condition often sickly. Long ago, when I miscarried our first and second children, you took care of me, you made me ... You ..."

Tiara could not help her increasingly overflowing cries. So, her words faltered as she continued, ". but the third one was forced to fall, it felt much more painful. You do not know what it feels like to be forced to sleep with a husband who is clearly not in love and I love, who still sleeps me even though I am sick, who insists on requiring children and does not care if my condition is weak—"

"Tiara—"

"And what you don't know, Fabian, I was forced to get pregnant again shortly after mingelirin..he was not satisfied because I was born a daughter," said Tiara bitterly.

Although Bian failed to make an effort to suppress Tiara's words, but his hand slowly tried to grab the phone from Tiara's grasp tightly coiled around his waist. After the phone changes hands, Bian throws it in the car window, worried Tiara will do more.

Tiara squeezed Bian's back from behind the black shirt attached to the man's body. He felt Bian's body tense, but Tiara was still unwilling to let go of the man.

"I've tried to accept all the lines of my life that my parents arranged" Tiara continued in her post. "But I failed when I found out that the marriage I had was not an arranged marriage, but I was sold. Papa is in debt, his company's not safe, and that's how he's paying the debt to my husband."

For a split second, Bian could barely breathe when he learned the facts of the woman. The woman who was only to him once Bian once anchored the heart. The woman who was only with Bian had once knit a dream about happiness.

However, even though thousands of past memories now hit Bian's mind, unloading old wounds that became the seed of Bian's beginning out of his normal life, Bian still tried hard not to return Tiara's embrace.

"I tried many times to run away when I was not strong to live with him," continued Tiara although she felt Bian's body getting tense. "But I failed again. No one helped me get out of that situation. You are not fightingin—"

"Tiara, when did I ever 'not' fight you? Have you ever tried to fight us?" bian finally. "When you got pregnant the third time, did you forget that we were desperate to go to Batam? We are too hard for our will, until finally we are both hurt. I've never fought for us, you know that, Tiara. Even—"

Bian was silent for a moment, his heart ached as all those painful shadows wandered back inside his brain.

"Even what?" Tiara looked up with tears in her eyes, while her hands still held Bian tightly, as if only in that way could she communicate with Bian.