Zulaikha's Last Love

Chapters. 59. Suffering Defin

POVS. Defin Argadinata

Day after day it felt lonely and empty for me, somehow the recesses of my heart felt very quiet even though I was in the crowd like today.

My eyes wandered around looking to and fro watching the sea of humans who were busy with their respective affairs. Some are dancing, drunk, some even fulfill their desires without feeling ashamed in front of many people.

"wooy, Bro!"

suddenly I was surprised when I felt my shoulder being held by someone, I looked to the side and saw a man with a big smile looking at me.

"what's Def? why do the more days you look like a zombie?"

I was upset when I heard the rambling of my friend this one, he always managed to make the atmosphere even more annoying for me.

"Go you! don't bother me!" I let go of his hand that was still perched on my shoulder, then returned to face forward.

"you're really why? if you're not at home with Agnes, it's better to divorce!"

I glared at Sandri who spoke as well as he could, there was no way I would divorce Agnes when our marriage had just been inaugurated by the state.

Yeah, just a week ago I registered my sir's wedding. At first I didn't want to do that, but because Agnes and Mom kept pushing, I couldn't get a wart anymore.

"anyways why are you guys like this? wasn't your relationship very friendly? even you guys got married to shirk?"

I resigned my sigh when I heard his words, whether starting from when my relationship and Agnes became like this. Though our previous relationship was very good, even the best ranking I made her the first wife and lied to Zulaikha.

Aye! Zulaikha!

I just remembered, our relationship was fractured when Zulaikha learned of my betrayal. Everything just crumbled, both my relationship with her and my relationship with Agnes.

Since being away from Zulaikha, I started to feel a sense of loss. How I lived my days with my thoughts fixed on her, I even forgot my first love that I had fought desperately for.

In the past, I did not want the presence of Zulaikha. God made her my wife. I struggled to accept the bond even though I eventually married Agnes, the household relationship still went well.

But now? how could Fate play with my heart like this?

When I lost Zulaikha, my heart became more and more attached to him. I couldn't even afford to have a relationship with Agnes, if she hadn't been pregnant with my son, I would have guessed it.

"it's just daydreaming!"

I was shocked when I heard Sandri's words, I glanced sharply at him and was replied with a big smile that I felt like I wanted to tear his mouth.

"what the hell! Can't you just leave me alone!" reply me, but instead of being silent he mocked my situation even more.

Alright, whatever!

I didn't want to think about it that made me dizzy, and then I took a glass of alcohol and drank it to forget all the problems that were going on.

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Faintly I saw a woman standing before me, I tried to open my eyes wide so that I could see clearly the figure of the woman.

"wake up! you fucking jerk!"

both of my eyes opened wide when I heard the curse that the woman had laid on me, I was sure that Agnes was the one who cursed me like that.

"what?" I said, I rubbed my head which was very painful.

"what did you say? can't you not trouble me, huh!"

I barked my head to eye contact with Agnes, I saw she was very emotional with a face reddened like a demon.

"what am I bothering? huh!" does he think he's the only one who can berate me like that, I can also if only berate that woman.

"Truck what did you say? you got drunk and made me have to pick you up to the Club!"

"if you don't want to pick me up, just say the rhyme! No need to censure me like that!"

I stepped into the bathroom regardless of Agnes's deafening chatter, I closed the bathroom door firmly making the woman scream even louder.

"huh, she's really smart to piss me off!"

I turned to turn on the shower to flutter my head that was still dizzy, then I tried to close my eyes to absorb every drop of water that soaked my head.

"Mas Defin, want some tea or coffee?"

suddenly I opened my eyes again when I heard Zulaikha's voice offering me a drink like she always does in the morning, I looked around the bathroom but there was no one inside but me.

was that just my hallucination?

"shit, shit!" I screamed while punching a large glass in front of me until it broke into pieces, blood drops and the wounds caused by the glass did not even hurt in my hands.

"why, Zulaikha? why do I keep thinking about you? Wh why? Aargh!" for the umpteenth time I punched the broken glass in front of me until I felt this hand throbbing pain.

Then my body slumped to the floor just like that as the shadow of Zulaikha with another man flashed through my head, where they must be very happy right now.

Zulaikha, can't you give me one more chance? I'll do anything for you, Zulaikha. I promise I won't hurt you again! my life is painful and empty without you, Zulaikha!

Without me noticing, tears managed to escape wetting this face. My mind began to recollect the old memories that were imprinted in this heart.

After I thought my feelings were starting to improve, I immediately finished my bathing ritual. However, when exposed to soap. My hand felt so sore and sore, it was possible that the broken glass went into the skin until it felt so amazing.

After the shower, I immediately took the clothes that were covered. Then rushed out after wrapping my hand in a cloth so that the blood did not continue to pour profusely.

I glanced at Agnes who was playing on her phone and relaxed, the woman seemed to not care about what had just happened.

"wait! where are you going?"

my steps came to a halt when I heard Agnes' voice calling, I immediately turned around and looked at her sharply.

"why hands? wasn't that okay?"

Hid

I was upset when I heard her question, it was obvious on her face that she was just curious without any worry at all.

"what do you want?" I immediately asked without intending to answer his words earlier, I did not want to linger in this house anymore.

"i've been on a pregnancy program, so-"

"what?" I gasped in shock when I heard what the woman said, even the pain in my hand disappeared as I was shocked by Agnes' words.

"why are you surprised like that, honey! we should have children!"

I glanced at Agnes who was very calm and easy to talk about heredity, even though the woman herself was rarely at home.

Sorry Agnes, I don't want to have children with you!

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TBC.

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