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Former Wife Drama

“Morning, sweety,” greet Yudha when the day starts to go up in the morning. The alarm woke him right at four WIB. The atmosphere was so silent, that their breaths sounded clearer. Plain, skin to skin in the same blanket.

Vita blinked feeling a soft caress on her cheek with a gesture of praise.

“Morning is also Pak's husband,” Vita replied.

Hearing a soft voice made Yudha embrace her even more tightly. “I love your voice, love your style, and love everything.”

“....”

Because Vita was again closed, Yudha again woke him by forcibly opening his eyelids. “Come on, open your eyes, Vit. It's morning.”

“Yeah, Mas Yudha,” said Vita in a somewhat annoyed voice because he felt very disturbed. “You have no cure.”

Yudha just chuckled.

“A minute, yes. Still no azan. Still sleepy.”

“We have to take a mandatory shower, so have to get up early.”

It really isn't. He himself did not wake up because he still wanted to.

“Capek ...,” complained Vita with mouth that wara-wiri yawned. Aside from the things they did last night, she also had to take care of her slightly fussy son. So Vita has to wake up in the middle of the night to calm her down. But only a few hours he can fall asleep, the time has shown at four in the morning. Inevitably, he had to get up to perform his obligations.

“This is you want more?” vita asked as Yudha again positioned herself above him.

“Capitalize.”

“Not like that how.” Vita pushed Yudha's body so that the man would quickly descend, but unfortunately very difficult. He would never be able to keep up with his great energy.

“Why are there two kinds, you forgot?”

Vita replied with a question, “She wants to clean up, afraid late?”

“We can do it short.” Yudha forced Vita to complete her orgasm and again made the woman vacillate.

***

Morning is up. After checking out all sorts, all the families went down to the lobby to wait for their invitation to come.

“You want to come home too?” ask Umi Ros. “I mean Umi, do you guys not want to honeymoon first or stay a few days here,” he continued again gave advice.

“Insyaallah later want to find another holiday, Mi,” replied Yudha. “After that we go out of town.”

“Ya already, Umi first,” say goodbye Umi Ros after kissing her grandson's bushy hair. The two left with a small suitcase filled with their needs after two days of stay.

The three of them left who also went straight into the car and both went back into the house. Not too far away the location of the Hotel was— because it was not up to an hour, the three had arrived in front of the home page.

Yudha came down first compared to his wife. He opened the side door, as well as lowered his belongings for Ratih to bring in.

Because Ray was glaring, Yudha put her palm over the head of the son to protect the sunlight that hit his face.

“Until it brushes so,” murmured Yudha.

“Silau, Papa ...”

No one expected them to have a guest. Because they didn't ask for a parked foreign car. Yudha thought it was a car belonging to Abah's friend or Uminya.

Arriving at the door, his eyes instantly caught a graceful hijab-wearing figure smiling towards him and answering his greetings. He was alone, with no one accompanying him. Because Umi Ros has also just arrived.

Confused, the two looked at each other. Wondering through his eyes. Why did Rahma come here?

“Vita, Sister Yudha,” said, stand up. He approached Vita first and hugged her tightly.

Vita was flirting with what she was doing. Not unable to reply to him, but he was in trouble. Both hands held Rayyan's body in her arms.

“This baby Ray?” ask her after stretching out the embrace. He also kissed Ray's cheek and rubbed his head. “If my son is still alive, he must be this big too.”

“You are evil, reception but I was not invited,” he said again but did not get a response.

Looking up, Rahma spoke again to express her intention to come here. “Eum, sorry, I came here. I want to take my things that I haven't had time to take. I wanted to take it straight away, but I forgot that I had to ask your permission first.”

“Take it,” says Yudha finally.

Responded by Yudha made Rahma's face suddenly change.

“So brother Yudha can help me, I have so much stuff. I can't possibly clean it myself.”

He seemed to have forgotten something that they had separated.

“There is a Ratih who will help you,” Vita said to interrupt immediately.

“But ... The room is Kak Yudha's room, not Ratih's.”

“Mbak Rahma, plis. Understand you are not muhrim anymore. Later could be slander.” firmly Vita with eyes slightly sharpened. “No need to explain also surely Mbak knows.”

When you hear the word ‘not muhrim’ Rahma's face immediately looks different.

Then why? Is that the truth?

“Come, Mas. Enter,” invite Vita to pull Yudha with one hand.

Arriving in the upper room, Vita muttered in annoyance, “Freaks only.”

While Yudha, she prefers to go inside the bathroom. In there, he washed his face. His eyes were red against the reflection of the cowardly man there. He felt so much guilt.

Not regretting what happened, but regretting with himself who used to not be able to control himself so that he hurt two women at once.

He hopes that Rahma will be able to get a better replacement than him. To make her life much happier.

An hour passed, Yudha came out when she heard the commotion of the people of the house. Rahma's belongings are being lowered from above, then removed and raised on the hood car. Maybe because so many in number, so that even ordinary cars will not be able to load.

It was amazing, he was only here for a few months. But Rahma's things were so much.

There are three large suitcases containing clothes, branded bags, then shoes and also makeup tools. Not to mention the other in the form of body care, his own sports equipment and others.

On one occasion— before Rahma left, Yudha called him to speak four eyes.

“Your mom is healthy?”

“Already, Brother.” Rahma replied with a choked throat. Resisting the unbearable pain.

“Sgratitude.”

Rahma nodded with her head continuously lowered. He could not look up his stupid face, revealing his weakness for crying over this man and all the memories he had left.

“I apologize profusely to you, Rahma,” Yudha said after a pause of silence for a while. Remembering once, he had committed violence against this woman. Strangling, beating and yelling at him all things like a man in a trance.

“Me too, we both got it wrong right? I poisoned you once, almost made your life disappear,” Rahma confessed.

“What are you doing because of accident. While I did it intentionally.” Yudha smiled obliquely realizing how jerk she was. “Go home. Happy yourself.”

“Good, Brother. Thank you for teaching me so many things to support life.”

Yudha nodded. As Rahma stepped away, she saw the teardrops left on the floor. “This is the last cry for you. You will soon find a replacement.”

***

 To be continued.

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