The Turkish Male Charm

The farewell was painful

I arranged to visit the house I had lived in for the past five years with my husband Arges, yes.today I came to visit Arges and now he has become my ex-husband. Having not seen him for a long time makes me very long, I can not deny this longing is very strong, even though I know now I am not his wife anymore.

I set my feet confidently upon entering the courtyard of the house, passing through the garden I so longed for, the rosegold-colored garden chairs I so loved, usually every morning Arges and I spend time in that chair, aah. I see the flowers are still not visible, although the garden looks a little messy than usual, like not taken care of by the master.

The house looked very quiet, when I got to the door, I turned to look at Sara who was still waiting for me. Sara was still watching me from inside the car, I could see her face looking very anxious. I smiled at him and signaled that I was fine and he could leave, at first he refused, he wanted to keep waiting for me, but I forced him to leave me. Finally Sara said to go and say that I should contact her immediately if anything happens.

After making sure Sara was gone, I went back to the door of the house that was no stranger to me, I used to go through this door a lot, but now it feels a little foreign because now I stand in front of him as a guest.

Once hesitant to knock on this door, I tried to look towards Arges' usual garage to park the car. The car is parked there, indicating that the owner is in the house.

It took me a while to reaffirm my intention to meet my ex-husband.

With all my courage I finally knocked on the door. The first knock had no answer, then I knocked it back, while there was still no answer, no time to knock the third time, suddenly the voice of the man from inside said, a voice I missed so much, a voice that I was very happy with, the voice I used to hear every day, but for some reason now I miss the man's voice so much.

Before long the door lock was heard and the door opened. My heart was pounding faster when I could see him again, yes, someone who used to be my husband, Arges. We just kept quiet. His brown eyes looked at me, like there was a longing from the look in his eyes. I smiled. My eyes still look into her beautiful eyes. How much I miss the person in front of me right now. I want to embrace the taste but I undo my intentions.

"Hi, how are you? Am I given permission to enter?" my sap is awakening Arges' daydream.

"Oh of course, sorry, please come in" he replied nervously, then he allowed me to enter his house.

I was sitting on a dark blue guest chair. Really be a guest now, my inner self. During my stay with Arges, I rarely sat in the guest chair, I would sit here if there were only guests coming, and now I am a guest in this house.

"Arges, next week I'm going back to Indonesia. We're officially divorced" I said carefully.

"Ayeah, are you going alone?" tanyakanya.

"of course. The things I sent first" I said, I don't know how awkward it feels to talk to him for the first time.

"Yasmine, I'm sorry" he said suddenly

"For this divorce?" I was a little cynical.

"Yes, I don't want this, but it's a very difficult decision for me, and it's going to be even more difficult if we continue together" Arges said, lowering his head.

"I accepted you for who Arges was and you divorced me. I still don't understand what's on your mind. But I tried to accept and understand the decision you made" I said, my eyes were now starting to feel hot, my tears were welling up.

"I still love you so much, Yasmine" Arges said.

"I'm saying home. Thank you for taking care of me all this time. Thank you for being the best husband during our marriage. Sorry for all my fault" I rushed out of the house. It's no longer tear-resistant to flow on my cheeks.

Arges looked at me from a distance, his face covered in sadness. I'm sure it's hard for him, too, heavy for both of us who love each other. But it's true Arges said, it might be more difficult for him if he continues together.