Young Lecturer Love Cage

Chapter 21

Sabiel's body trembled as his eyes skimmed through the words posted on Laura's blog page that morning. A feeling of panic and anger suddenly ambushed him in silence. His body was stiff, not warty, as the black eyeball moved up and down along with the prose verse he saw on the blog page of the girl he loved.

His eyes were fixed on the date of writing in the publish, it was the same date that he and Laura had just returned from Jakarta. It seems that after returning from Jakarta, the next night the girl made a new post on her blog page.

Sabiel hits his desk irritated, as he reads Laura's prose which he feels is aimed at someone. And it's definitely not for him. Prose about the longing it was impossible for Laura to write for him, Laura all this time did not know how Sabiel felt towards him. Moreover, Laura's attitude that Sabiel felt insensitive to him, made Sabiel conclude that the prose was certainly not aimed at him.

The Milky Way?!

Sabiel's eyes glared warily, as one name was present in his eyes.

Yep. Her. The man who was currently attracting Laura's attention with his 'ridiculous' prose comments. It must be that guy that Laura meant in her romantic prose!

"Damn it!" sabiel in the heart.

Sabiel tightened his molar when a shadow of Laura's smile was in attendance, as the girl recounted a miraculous encounter with a labor activist who had managed to steal his attention.

Sabiel was back in the wracks by his own agitation. Her throat was suffocating as she imagined that there was another man close to Laura, other than her. Even the man was being missed by his beloved girl.

Holy hooch! What should Sabiel do?!

His head twitched as Sabiel forced his brain to think hard about finding a way to get Laura. Make Laura his, and keep Laura away from other men's collateral.

His current position really made him dilemmatic. Laura could not willingly be hers. The girl even seemed to have no special feelings for Sabiel.

Sabiel squeezed out the frustration of her damp hair. His eyes are staring at the laptop screen that still displays a blog page containing the latest writing Laura.

In his mind there were countless doubtful questions about should he reveal his current feelings to the girl? What will happen when Laura learns of her wish for Laura to be hers? Will Laura's attitude remain the same as it is today?

All those questions really made Sabiel confused, distraught not knowing how to.

"I have to say it." a certain pitched murmur came out after a few questions fluttered in his mind.

While his mind was still fixed on Laura, the door of his study was opened wide by Intan. The woman smiled sweetly walking over to her husband in the work chair. Sabiel immediately closed his laptop as Intan got closer.

"Iaaang." said Intan while sitting on the side of Sabiel's thigh. Her hand moved gently stroking the back of her husband's shoulder.

Sabiel let out a breath that felt heavy. Just now his mind was preoccupied with the thought of fearing the loss of Laura, and now his mind was forced to find a way to escape the entanglement of an indistinct marriage with Intan.

"What else is it?" tanyanya flat.

Intan seemed hesitant to say his point, but he still tried to say it with great caution.

"Yesterday we were too cape, until I haven't told you anything about my work there" Intan said very carefully with a voice intonation made spoiled.

"I'm not interested in knowing your work there" Sabiel said.

"Darling, what's wrong with you? You look so cold." Intan asked in surprise at Sabiel's unpleasant response.

"You better tell me what you want to say, Intan. I have a teaching schedule." Sabiel stared pushyly at his wife.

"I just wanted to tell you that I'm being promoted to a permanent desiner there." Intan smiled happily. The wonder of her husband's cold attitude disappeared already when she discussed her achievements in career.

"Want to?" sabiel asked as if he had guessed what Intan would say next.

"I have to stay there longer" said Intan while bowing his head, not daring to see the look on her husband's face.

Sabiel grinned exasperatedly at Intan's attitude, he sighed Intan's body to come down from his lap.

Sabiel walked towards the bookshelf next to the door of the room, leaving Intan sitting in her work chair while watching herself move away. Sabiel tried to regulate his tight breathing holding back the anger.

"Intan, shouldn't we just get a divorce?!" sabiel's question made Intan widen her eyes to look at her husband.

Intan stood up from his seat,

"What do you mean?" tanya Intan full search.

Divorce?!

He may be divorced from Sabiel. All this time only Sabiel was a man who was very patient with himself. Sabiel also helped himself to pioneer a career as a designer, giving Intan so much access to develop his talent and talent in the world of design. Even thanks to Sabiel's wealth, he was able to complete his education first. His parents who live mediocre can be helped financially because of the generosity of Sabiel.

After all, having a husband of a Sabiel, is a dream for a woman with a middle-to-lower social status like her first. Sabiel's economic ability, plus his parents' plentiful heritage, clearly had a big influence on Intan's life, who was born into a pas-pas family. How could Intan possibly take Sabiel off? What will be his fate after he divorced the man?

No, no!!

Sabiel could not escape his grasp. Intan would not be willing if he had to lose Sabiel. Although his career is currently at the top, it is not a guarantee that Intan's life will be as comfortable as when he married Sabiel. Sabiel is like a sturdy rope grip for Intan, he is the rope that becomes the handle of Intan in stepping so that Intan does not easily fall and fall down.

"I want to end our relationship" Sabiel said. The man looked at Intan with determination.

"What.. I didn't hear wrong?" tanya Intan.

"No. I'm serious Intan. I want a divorce from you." Sabiel chanted word by word in the presence of Intan who began to tremble in fear.

"What's my fault?" tanya Intan with both eyeballs began to dew.

Sabiel. He memorized how selfish Intan was, until his own selfishness was no longer realized. The woman forgot, if for years lived as a husband and wife with Sabiel, so often quarrels occur because of his selfish attitude. The woman also forgot, how Sabiel almost every time complained because he felt unnoticed all his needs by Intan. Explaining all Intan's faults, for Sabiel it was as if he was describing colors to the blind. He will not understand it must be explained many times.

She walked over to her husband, her hands clutching tightly the collar of the pajama robe still attached to her husband's body.

"What's the reason you want to divorce me?" tanya Intan sharp. The woman began to sob. His head was bowed leaning against Sabiel's sturdy chest.

"Intan, hey listen to me." Sabiel raised Intan's face to look at him. "Didn't you want a free career?!" ask Sabiel. "Divorce from me will make you a full-fledged career woman. You will be free, no longer burdened with the duties of a wife." Sabiel tried to convince.

Intan shook his head in disapproval. He did not want to divorce from the man who had been overflowing him with a lot of wealth and comfort.

"You promised in front of my parents, Sabiel." Intan was whistling with tears. "You promised you wouldn't leave me, no matter what." Intan banged on Sabiel's chest.

Sabiel started to get caught off guard, he tried to restrain himself from facing Intan's rampage.

"I don't want a divorce!!" intan half shouted. "You swore an oath before my parents' graves. You mustn't break your own vows, Sabiel" he said in anger.

"I can't be with you anymore" said Sabiel. "I can't."

"All right!" intan snapped while pushing Sabiel's chest away.

The woman walked back to Sabiel's desk. His eyes glittered full of strategy when he saw the ink pen on the side of the closed laptop. His hand grabbed the pen, and turned to face Sabiel who was still silent watching Intan.

"Witho!!! What are you doing?!" Sabiel's eyes widened when he saw Intan tightly grasping the ink pen by pointing the pointed pen-eye at his neck. Sabiel hurriedly approached Intan.

"Stop or I'm really gonna smear this pen with blood." Intan shouted threateningly, making Sabiel stop his steps with a feeling of anxiety.

"You want a divorce, don't you?!" tanya Intan looked at the cynical look of her husband who was agitated. "Rather than divorce, I would rather die following my parents in the afterlife" he said determinedly.

"Hey dear, stop. please." Sabiel's voice trembled when she saw the tip of the pen begin to press down on Intan's neck and let out a drop of blood at the end.

"You want a divorce, don't you?!" Intan started screaming.

From the outside of the workroom door, there were footsteps of the helpers who ran towards the workspace because they heard Intan's screams.

Tok tok tok tok

"Master.. Mrs?" the voice of a maid sounded worriedly asking her master.

"Don't go in!!" yelled Intan at the maids behind the door. Suddenly no sound was heard there.

"Darling.please stop, your neck is hurting." Sabiel tried to calm down.

"Currently, are you worried about my injured neck?!" Intan. "Then what about my heart, huh?!" intan's eyes were sharp looking at her husband.

"We can talk about this all right. Come here, baby, you're hurt." Sabiel tried to slightly step closer to Intan who was walking backwards.

"You want a divorce? You want to divorce Sabiel?!!" intan was full of emotion.

Sabiel took in a breath that felt tight since just now. With a very depressed feeling, he tried to calm his wife. His eyes saw the blood rushing out of the hole created because the tip of the ink pen was getting depressed into the surface of the neck of Intan.

"No. I will not divorce you. I-I retract my words, dear." a desperate voice instantly came out as the distance between her and Intan grew closer.

"lik! You lied." denied Intan while sobbing against the pain that came from the wound he created.

"No. I'm not lying. We'll stay together, be husband and wife whenever you want." Sabiel said. His heart was heavy when he spoke.

"I don't want a divorce" Intan said softly when Sabiel was nearby. Sabiel's hand grabbed and grabbed the pen that had pierced Intan's neck. Throwing it at random until it sounds loud on the floor. Instantly Intan's body was limp but Sabiel managed to hold it with both hands that swiftly carried Intan away from the worktable.

Sabiel walked with Intan who was in a sling. When he got to the front door of the study, he paused for a moment.

"Mbok, open the door." she quickly asked the maid who she knew was still behind the door.

The door opened for a moment. Featuring the two housemaids who stood stiff with an anxious look at Intan's neck that was bleeding.

"Get me some warm water and a medicine box" he said flatly as he strode quickly towards his room.

"I don't want a divorce." Intan's voice grew weaker as Sabiel put her body on the bed.

"No dear, we will not divorce" said Sabiel nanar. The man took his breath out loud, and threw it away violently. For the umpteenth time, Intan had managed to snare back Sabiel with a strong bond.

In the midst of busy treating Intan's wounds, Sabiel's mind was busy thinking about Laura. Although at this time he could not get a divorce from Intan, it did not mean his determination to get Laura was wiped out.

Laura, whatever the way Sabiel's gonna have to go. The girl should end up being hers. Got to!

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