Turning Hell into Heaven

29. Dara is now

"Hmphhh, hahahaha"

Hearing Lukman's assertiveness about going to divorce Kiki his second wife made Dara unable to help laugh.

Lukman smiled at Dara who was laughing. Lukman's heart is flowering. Fresh wind seemed to surround himself who had shaken the heat by the divorce discourse that Dara proposed.

"Dear dear, are you all that fun?"

Follow carried away by the crisp gelak that Dara transmitted makes Lukman want to stroke the top of Dara's head covered with a simple instant hijab model.

Plakk.

Dara's laughter came to a halt along with the rough edges that He had centered on the hand of Lukman who was about to touch him.

"Don't you dare touch me Mas!" dara firmly.

Lukman scrunched both his eyebrows and his forehead. Confusion soon appeared in his face.

"Is that ridiculous you consider a marriage Mas? so you can do as good as you can. Surely only for the sake of placing desire under your stomach!" Dara glared furiously towards Lukman.

"Become, not so tap ... "

Dara quickly cut the sentence that Lukman was about to say, Lukman,

"Shut up! and listen to me carefully. Not just with ears! but also involve your mind and heart that seems to be dying from that function!"

Dara increasingly upholds her sitting position. Although only wearing simple clothes typical of housewives when at home, he looks so graceful and authoritative.

"Mas, being willing to divorce Kiki as your second wife regardless of the real reason, further shows that you are an undeserving male priest in the family. You have absolutely no sense of responsibility! If you used to complain about wanting to be the man who perfected his faith because I was paralyzed, now what else would you make a pretext to dump Kiki? while you were once willing to hurt your family for the sake of his presence! ckckck.com You are nothing more than a loser who is willing to sacrifice the lives of others for the sake of your own ambitions!"

Dara stopped her sentence. He saw the confusion that had emanated on Lukman's face now turned into a shock that made the color of his face pale.

"You think the human heart is like a glass? which after you fill with poison, then you can just fill it with milk. So that the bitterness of the poison can be replaced with the sweetness of milk? yeah huh? it's not sane you are!"

"There is no need for me to tell trash like you how it hurt you to inflict on me with that dagger of your cruel deeds! because there's at least something I can be grateful for in your careless attitude. That I can escape the shackles of marriage with you which turns out to stand without faithful commitment, compromise and tolerance."

Dara slightly bent his body to look at Lukman who was down and then back to attack the confidence that Lukman had. Calmly said,

"Mas, stop acting like a real man in front of me. And stay focused on being the husband of my honey. Because you guys look good and deserve to be together. Man husband snatcher and sycophant is the perfect couple."

Lukman got up from his seat. The anger enveloped him.

"Your path is Dara!" shout Lukman.

Dara was not affected in the slightest by Lukman's shout. Dara only glanced at Lukman at a glance and leaned back on the chair he was in. Waiting for the rhetoric of what else Lukman will bring up.

"I've even apologized to you many times for what I did before, but you just don't want to appreciate my sincerity. Even God is willing to forgive the mistakes of his servants." Lukman put on a pity face.

"good. No need to forgive me. But you need to know, you are selfish Dara! you only care about your own feelings without caring about the happiness of our children. Have the children not been sad because of my absence on their side? instead of considering that getting back together is a good thing for kids, you're making baseless accusations against me and insisting on divorce."

"Agoist? the accusations are baseless? Can you hear every word you say, huh? you really have lost your veins of shame. Stop embarrassing yourself by showing your hypocrisy. You should be reflecting! it was in the living room there was a big glass. There's reflections!" Dara returned cynical and sarcastic.

"You are no longer the Dara I know." Cetus Lukman.

"I'm not the Dara you used to know. Dara who was dead and turned to ashes. To become ashes in the hellfire that you burn in our domestic life. This is me now. Dara will turn hell into heaven!"

The plumage of Lukman stood up to hear verse by temple the seriousness in Dara's speech. There was more than just a highlighted threat from Dara's two beautiful eyes.

Lukman immediately felt as if he had been sucked in by memory after memory of how he had hurt Dara.

As their household is doing well, Lukman subconsciously drops himself in Kiki's seduction that spreads charm. Until finally they play back from Dara who already considers Kiki like her own brother even often help the economic life of Kiki and her family.

When Dara suddenly experiences paralysis, as a good life partner Lukman instead of seeking treatment for the healing of Dara even secretly married Kiki without Dara's knowledge.

Although the beginning of the second marriage was because it was forced. Because Kiki was already pregnant first due to the dark relationship they made opium.

When it was officially polygamy, Lukman continued to spend time with Kiki who was pregnant with his child rather than choosing to share time, material, fair attention to Dara and their children.

Lukman completely forgot that he had another family besides Kiki. So that every important moment in his household with Dara just forgot. Closed by happy euphoria with his second wife.

It is so steep and thorny the road that Dara traveled with their children in the midst of his disability. All the burden of suffering was due to the acts of tyranny that Lukman committed.

Lukman who had prepared a thousand and one sentences of attack and persuaded the appeal to Dara, now suddenly silent for a moment. His tongue was twisted, his lips were tightly closed, his heart was beating violently. Fear attacks all of his body.

'Become, what else are you going to do?' hiss Lukman on his mind.

"After this you should not come let alone stay as you like in this house. You can only meet the children after getting my approval!"

"Well, if that's what you want. I'll make sure your words will turn to you alone Dara. Because I'm gonna fight for custody of our kids!" reply Lukman.

Dara got up from her seat, approaching Lukman with a calm look. Dara looked at Lukman from head to toe. Then Dara said,

"I need to rest. Because I'm not unemployed who has a lot of free time to talk shit."

He then passed away leaving Lukman who was again offended by every speech Dara who was right as it is.

Suddenly Dara stopped his steps. He turned his body back, looking at Lukman.

"Ah yes. About child custody, happy dreaming in broad daylight, Mas."

Sentences full of scorn from Dara it makes Lukman inflamed. He clutched the coarse hair on his head as an impingement of resentment.

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