Women At the End of the Dusk

Second Chance

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"Who?" ask Azalia.

Currently, he was standing in front of a window, enjoying the natural panorama on Bunaken Island.

"Me" said the man from outside.

"Just get in."

Azalia crossed her arms while continuing to stare at the sparkle of the blue sea. He is still on the verge of worry, should he give the husband a second chance or not.

He stepped up when a pair of sturdy hands hugged him from behind. "Think what, anyway?"

"Thinking of our household" Azalia answered.

Alham sighed and let go of his embrace, then stood beside his wife and looked straight ahead. "Not to think about. If you want a farewell, I'll make it happen."

"You mean?" Azalia turned her head to the side, looking at Alham who was flinching at her position.

"Isn't that what you want?" Alham turned with a glare full of tenderness. His gaze locked for a while, until he continued his words. "I don't want to argue about this. It's all clear, once we get to Jakarta, I'll file a divorce application in court. You will be free and find your own happiness. All my fault, you deserve to be happy with the one you love."

Alham smiled, a smile that was able to make Azalia's heart more worried and sick simultaneously, even now she has cried. "You must be crying because you're happy. Yeah, right? Already, remove her tears, later thought I'm KDRT again." Alham wiped away the tears of his wife with his thumb.

"If you're ready, we'll leave now for the harbor. We'll just wait there, come on."

Alham turned around and was about to step up, but Azalia suddenly hugged him from behind so tightly. The issue is getting louder. "I'm sorry for being selfish. We ... we started everything from the beginning," he said.

A little surprised, but Alham wanted to test his wife. "No, Azalia. My decision has been unanimous, it may be true you said. We ... better split up. You deserve to be happy" Alham said.

Alham felt the trousers behind his back and his shirt getting wet. "I'll give you a chance not to divorce me. The city started everything from scratch."

Feeling unbearable, he turned around and grabbed his body full of affection. He smiles. Smile that had faded because it had felt left out of marriage by a loved one. However, now in his heart was only Azalia, his legal wife.

"thank you. I will make the best use of this opportunity. I'm sorry I was selfish too." Alham continued to kiss the top of the head and occasionally gently rubbed his wife's shoulder.

"Oh, you're not wrong. Don't keep apologizing" Alham said as Azalia continued to mutter apologies from inside her arms.

***

After a long time on the boat and the car. A couple is currently staying at Sam Ratulangi Airport in Manado.

Azalia felt happy and also blushed simultaneously. How not, since from the inn his hand was never released by the husband.

Actually, it could have been that they took the fast track, but Azalia wanted to be like other visitors who did not look flashy. "Later on, deh. Oh, yeah, like we were on Bunaken Island never called the old man."

"Aren't you ever calling?" alham answered with Azalia.

"Aren't you on the phone, too? Uh, I forgot. You, the phone to him," Azalia quipped.

"Where is. He also called me first. Don't start, I'll end my relationship with him. You just calm down. Now, call Mama, try."

Azalia nodded and took her phone. Alham continued to watch over his wife.

"Hello, assalamu'alaikum, ma," he said as soon as the phone was connected.

"Wa'alaikumsalam, darling. You how are you?"

"Alhamdulillah, fine, Ma. Mama how are you?" ask Azalia.

"Alhamdulillah, Mama well. How's vacation? Pleasant? Alham took good care of you, right?" The question from his mother-in-law made him look to the side and look at the husband who was putting on a resigned expression.

Azalia knew the meaning of that expression. He would not tell the truth. Let it be kept tight in their minds. "He's good, Ma. He treated me very well. I'm happy to have a husband like Mama's son" Azalia replied, holding her husband's cheek.

"But, Ma. We are home today, now again at Sam Ratulangi Airport, Manado. I want to go home quickly, miss Mama, Papa Bayu, also Papa Rusdi." Azalia misses her father, whom she has never met since her marriage, and breaks up.

"Mama misses you too, honey. Yeah, you guys be careful. Mama will be waiting at your house. See you, sweetie."

"See you." The call was interrupted as the two answered each other's greetings.

"Bad mama, own child is not kangen," muttered Alham.

"Accept your fate" Azalia chuckled.

"Oh, yes, why did you have to lie to Mama? I thought you were gonna say it all."

"The interview has to go on, right?" Alham put on a flat expression instantly with his wife's reply. "The wall cries to see your face, because it's lost flat." Azalia laughs off to make Alham more fascinated with the beauty of his wife. Only with a thin powder and lipstick polish, able to emit an aura of beauty.

"No, really. Just let it be our secret and let it stay in the past. We look to the future without any distractions from the past" Azalia said after her laughter stopped.

Alham hugged his wife with affection. No matter the stares of the people he clearly partakes of for the moment.

...to be continued ..........

*yey, finally they can accept each other also🥳🥳

Don't forget to leave a trace, yes😘*