Acha: Thank You Yoga
49. Divorce Letter

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Acha's eyes heated up to see the message he had just opened his heart throbbing pain like being stabbed by a dagger. There, clearly displayed a photo that was just sent by Reiki photos of Dinda and Yoga who were hugging in a cafe not far from the school. One more message back in made Acha's heart grow increasingly upset.

Reiki :

Are you still sure that Yoga loves you? Look, she's hugging Dinda. Yoga still love Dinda. And you know what the two of them did the cafe? Reverse!

The crystal melt finally pierced through Acha's eye fertiliser, flowing warmly across the thin, smooth cheeks.

“So it was a hurry to go to see Dinda?” acha monologue. He was increasingly unable to hold tightness in his chest. Anger mixed with jealousy and disappointment is now struggling to become one.

“Keep all pleadings that were yesterday what? I'm just in play?” Acha closed her eyes, peeking at her lower lip without caring if it would hurt. Although it hurt, but the pain was nothing compared to his current heartache.

The sound of the door opening made Acha hurriedly wipe away the rest of her tears. There, you can see Yoga walking towards Acha. Seeing her husband, Acha's heart felt more throbbing pain.

“Gue take a shower first,” said Yoga then passed entering the bathroom. Acha just stared at the closed door until the sound of splashing water was heard along with Acha tears that flowed back on her smooth cheeks.

Very sick, Yoga, Inner Acha. As much as Acha's energy held Isak's cry so as not to be heard. Crying in silence is painful.

Ten minutes later, Yoga came out of the bathroom as usual and the man was wearing a towel wrapped around his waist.

“I wait at the dinner table,” that's just the sentence spoken from Aunt Acha. He then got out of his bed and just walked out of his room.

Upon arrival at the dinner table, Acha immediately sat himself down not until five minutes Yoga had arrived with his casual clothes.

Without much noise, Acha took food for Yoga obviously it made Yoga wonder in his mind.

“Lo why?” unable to bear to remain still, Yoga finally opened his voice as Acha placed the plate that already contained the food in front of him.

Acha stared at Yoga for a moment, she shook her head slowly. “No wonder,” is just the answer Acha gave. After that, Acha chose to take food for her and immediately ate it.

Yoga raised next to his eyebrows, staring at Acha who looked unusual. “Cha, lo if anything say the same to me. I don't know how you feel if you don't say!”

Acha who was about to put rice in her mouth paused her intentions. His heart pinched slightly realizing the slightly elevated tone of Yoga speech.

When Acha is about to respond to the speech Yoga the sound of the ringing of the phone makes the sentence that Acha wants to remove hanging in the air and re-swallowed when knowing who the caller is.

“Gue otw now,” after saying that Yoga disconnected her phone connection. He looked at Acha for a moment. “Lo eat first!” the thrill then passed out of the apartment after previously taking the car keys.

“So important yes Dinda for you, Yog,” Omit Acha. His hand moved to wipe away the tear that had flooded his cheek.

Acha got up from her seat, she suddenly lost \*\*\*\*\* eating. Acha chose to take care of the remaining food before finally choosing to return to her room.

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“Yoga must have taken a look at my favorite food,” murmured Acha with a big smile. His eyes sparkled staring at the food that had been neatly arranged on the table.

The sound of the bell rang out making Acha immediately pass by with a thousand steps to open the door. “That must be Yoga, why use the bell everything know the password,” murmured Acha. However, it did not diminish her enthusiasm to welcome her husband's return.

As the door opened, the perfectly etched smile faded away instantly.

“Nona, this is a package for you,” a male sex courier gives a brown envelope to Acha which is directly received by Acha.

“Thank you,” said Acha. The courier nodded then passed. Acha reads the name of the sender listed there which turns out to be Yoga.

“Apaan sih Yoga wear all aplop-aplopan, very mysterious pretentious,” murmured Acha still with his smile. His fingers were then moved to open the envelope.

Acha's smile faded instantly, his heart seemed to stop beating that very second, his chest felt tight as if he was running out of air supply, his eyes mamanas when reading the writing listed there. “Defense lawsuit letter?” acha's lips twitched as she read it.

Acha doesn't believe this but Yoga's signature is clearly teroamt there. “Yoga fights divorce Acha?” murmured Acha, her tears began to bathe her eyes. His world seemed to collapse in the blink of an eye.

The ringing sound of the phone makes Acha attention seized, the name Yoga looks filled the screen of his phone. With a shaking hand, Acha received the phone call.

“Lo has received my divorce papers right?”

Acha's heart throbbed pain hearing the sound of Yoga across there.

“Yo-yoga fighting divorce Acha?”

“Still it again, lo bego what pretend bego?!” it is not the sound of yoga. It was a female voice and Acha believed it was Dinda's voice.

“Yoga is joking right? Acha is wrong what is Yoga?” acha's tears finally broke through the defense. Pouring the river smoothly.

“Lo mace wrong, I'm wrong because you're married. I'm not kidding, I don't love you, I love Dinda and forever only Dinda is in my heart!”

Devastated, Acha's heart was shattered into pieces. Thousands of daggers like vying pierced the chest right where his heart was, his legs felt limp and Acha's body was shed dangling the floor.

“Lo quickly sign our divorce papers after that we are not husband and wife. And yes, do not forget to finish your clothes because Dinda will stay there with me!” after saying that, Yoga disconnected her phone connection. The flat object that was still attached to Acha's earlobe slumped down to hit the floor.

Why is it that when I fall in love with you, giving all my trust and heart to you, you practice this to me, Yoga? Lirih Acha's. His heart was as amazing as there were kilos of salt sprinkled on top of his wound. Yoga really hurt Acha very deeply.

“Cha, wake up,” Yoga gently patted Acha's cheeks wet from tears.

“Acha,” Yoga still trying to wake Acha but his wife did not open her eyes.

Sensing a familiar voice entering his hearing, Acha's eyes slowly opened.

“Thank God, you've woken up I'm really worried to know said mama lo fainted because of the same tiredness think,” Yoga gently rubbed tears that still trace Acha's cheeks.

Acha was still silent in place, staring at the face of Yoga Lamat-goal. So that was just a dream, Acha's mind. There was a little relief in his heart.

“Acha is awake?” nadin's voice diverts the attention of Yoga and Acha. The middle-aged woman was seen entering her room with a tray in her hand and keeping it on the nightstand.

“You why can get tired and a lot of thoughts anyway, Cha?” Omel Nadin who makes Acha smile floating. The woman then changed her position to sit assisted with Yoga.

“What do you think, Cha? Oh yes this porridge is eaten said the doctor also you have not eaten!”

“Still yes, Ma. So ngerepotin mama,” said Acha.

“You are nothing, make your own child where there is a hassle. Udah, quickly eat porridge kasian dedek baby must also hungry.”

Acha lowered her head, looked at her stomach and then stroked her. “Sorry mama yes, you are starving,” murmured Acha.

“Gue supain,” Excite Yoga. The man took a bowl of porridge that his mother had brought him.

“Open mouth lo!” doah Yoga when Acha just fell silent while looking at him deeply.

I don't know Yog, your attention is purely from the heart or just a formality, the inner Acha while receiving a bribe from Yoga.

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