Wound Spot

Talaqs

From now on don't ever hold my hand!" Rigorously.

It was as if something was stabbing right in the mouth of her heart to hear her husband's words. Her eyes began to tear up like that in front of her two in-laws.

So hurt...

"You mean, Mom?" She asked while looking into the depths of her husband's eyes. Looking for seriousness there. Because do not let this all just guyonan or acting that her husband played to give a surprise on his birthday. But instead, she should be the one to surprise her husband's birthday?!

"Today my trust you broke, Ra. I guess you're different from the people out there. You are the same." A drop of tears flowed in Azka's eyes.

"You lied to me. Cheating behind my back with my best friend. About how painful it is in my position, Ra?!"

Aira shook her head in response to her husband's statement. Tears were already dripping down her sweet face.

"I'm not cheating, Mom. By Allah, I never once did that much less with your own friend, Mas."

"Unfortunately, there's evidence of your affair, Aira. I never wanted my son to marry you. From a low family, it will definitely come back low!" The degrading word came back he heard from his in-laws.

Success has her tears shed. But still able to hold his stuffing. But it was very painful to hear all the insults from her in-laws who blatantly humbled her in front of her own husband. Which this time no longer defends him.

It was true that he was poor, but not with his pride.

"Yes..." Aira was unable to continue her words due to holding tightness in the chest. Tears were growing more and more staring at the back of her husband who had now turned his back.

Aira wiped away her tears and walked towards her husband trying to flip her body. But his efforts were in vain. Her husband did not move to look her in the eyes.

Aira who got the rejection, finally gave up.

"Who gave you that info, Mom? Why not find out the truth first." Aira tried to lower her ego for the sake of their household.

"You don't need to know where I got that info. But you know, if I'm not a fool who easily believes abal-abal info. That evidence alone, has already corroborated what you are doing behind my back!"

Me! Now her husband is acting formally to her.

"You don't really believe it, do you, same photo, Mas?!" Again Aira made sure.

"Eh, Aira, in front of you there is already evidence of your affair with a friend, Azka. What does that mean try if not cheat. Embrace, a smile, a back-and-forth, if not a cheat, Aira?"

"How many times do I have to say, Ma, Mas, if I'm not cheating. This photo was taken from an angel who was deliberately made ambiguous kayak gini. Let people misunderstand. I had finished shopping and had accidentally met Mas Pasha at the Mall. Mas Pasha did help me and as a thank you for helping, I accepted his invitation to accompany the meal, Mas. But by Allah, my God, that's it. Trust me, Mommy." Her objection said honestly, fondling behind her husband.

There was no answer that Aira got. Her husband did not turn his back and looked at the person who was talking to him. I felt like talking to a wall. Silent and no answer.

Aira tried to wipe away her tears that she did not want to stop that night.

"What should I do to make you believe in me, Mom?! I've told you the truth. It's all a misunderstanding. I'm being slandered, Mom." His great-grandson spoke while trying to control his voice. Because honestly, he wants to cry hard but he is reluctant because there are in-laws here to watch their quarrel.

"There's nothing you need to prove, Ra. My trust is up in you." It was her determination that made Aira bite her lips in order to hold back her stuff.

Tears, please cooperate with her tonight only. Why is it that the more it is held, the more it feels that it flows.

"Everything is clear, Aira. I'm disappointed in you." Pause long enough. Aira was increasingly cornered with slander that made her husband no longer want to look at her.

"And starting tonight.I don't want to see you wandering around before my eyes anymore!"

Aira's chest tightened to hear her husband's words. Again, Aira wiped away her tears that she had done for the umpteenth time. Aira looked at her two in-laws who also judged her that night without probing the truth.

"Mas..you don't mean what you say, do you?!"

"I have never pulled the words that have come out of my mouth. Abstinence for me to speak twice!"

Finally, her tears broke to hear her husband's answer. So, what should he do now? It hurts not to be trusted by the people he loves so much. Being humiliated and humiliated like this.

"So, what should I do to make you believe, Mom?!" With tears growing increasingly.

The speck of rain and the sound of lightning that night seemed to penetrate into the magnificent house of his in-laws. Good rain because it slightly eases the sound of pain.

"Nothing! I no longer want to see you from tonight, and after tonight, after you get out of this house, you are no longer my wife, ZAHIRA GUFRANA KAMILA!"

She broke her tears that night. His voice was rumbling with the sound of heavy rain that was getting thicker.

Aira shook her head at the words of her husband. He could no longer hold his crying voice. Broken up already that night was witnessed by her two in-laws.

Aira came forward touching her husband's arm from behind and shook it. Hoping that her husband would turn to look at her and wipe away her tears. And interesting words that in Islam means that it has fallen for him.

"Don't do this, Mum. Trust me the same! I really never cheated, especially with my husband's best friend. Please take your word, Mum!" Please shake her husband's hand with unparalleled pain.

"I smell all your stuff. Tonight also leave this house! I don't want to see a traitor like you. I should have followed what my parents said. And now it's happening. I regret ever marrying you!"

Aira complains, pleads and apologizes for what she never did. That very night, all his hopes were broken by the giver of hope. Disappointed and sick of course. Blame her for putting too much hope in humans. Because it turns out to be true, humans are a source of disappointment.

Azka or now has become her ex-husband, to look at the goods a few inches to him not want to do it. This is how she felt in the eyes of Azka and her parents.

That night, as Azka had said, Aira could no longer show her face in the house. Azka had no mercy on him, driving him away that night while it was raining heavily. Not a second looked at him and withdrew his words.

As a self-conscious person, Aira finally left with a million cuts and pains in her chest. No matter it's raining out there. The goal is only one, immediately leave the house that has incised wounds that may continue to imprint in his memory.

I thought the marriage Azka offered was happiness, it was just a farewell.

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