After Marriage
Stallion
***
“Keep if you don't accept, what do you want? Want a divorce, is that it?”
Hearing this Dewi was only able to fall silent— and was only able to cry. The goddess held onto her left arm and further lowered her head, immersed in a cry.
He did not want to be divorced by Ikram.
“Kok, you giniin me, hell, Mas.”
Ikram breathed a tired breath.
How else would you like? Love is not something we can control.
“How should I go? Can you give a child to me? No, right? You do not I am just grateful, really, kok,” said Ikram so heartbreaking.
The goddess cried and her body slumped down. While Ikram prefers to get out of this room because it feels very tired.
That's the truth. The goddess is barren, she cannot have children.
But he also did not want to be divorced by Ikram, though Mama Erin had just told Ikram to divorce him and told Ikram to find a new wife because Dewi could not produce children and was not useful at all in the eyes of Mama Erin and Ikram.
The reason Ikram has not divorced the Goddess because he pityes the woman, especially when the Goddess once cried and begged him not to be divorced.
The goddess drowned her face soaked by tears between her knees which she hugged tightly.
So true the words of the Kram earlier, the Goddess is not divorced, actually how grateful.
‘No papa, Dewi. No papa,’ said Dewi inwardly trying to strengthen herself.
‘Mending live like gini. It seems like you are still well off and not living hard. As if you can still give money and happiness to your parents.’
And the decision of the Goddess is to stay afloat, trying to toughen up choosing to be in this luxurious house which when it feels not much different like in hell.
Listening to her in-laws, seeing her husband love another woman.
But…
Although she did not get love from her husband. Even though her husband loves other women besides her.
For the sake of a good life, he is willing.
***
When Ikram reached the bottom floor, he reached into his cellphone in his pants pocket. Ikram tries to contact Frans.
No need to wait long, Frans from across there hurriedly raised the call from the source of the money.
“Yes, boss. How?”
But fortunately Frans is good at finding information.
“French. I think our last plan should be done.”
Frans was quite surprised to hear it. Is it true what the boss said? But Frans still obeyed the words of his boss.
Frans is confused. Even a rich man like his boss was obsessed and acting crazy about destroying his ex's relationship and marriage.
Frans alone as a human would not have the heart to do that to his ex.
“Surely, Boss? Don't you want to think again?” ask Frans to reassure his boss's feelings. Who knows the talk this time is spoken because the boss is emotional and hurt just because his ex was married.
I heard heavy breathing from across there.
“Iya. I seriously. We sell ‘the last plan was’. Whatever the way, I have to do Anha again.”
“Judah. If the boss agrees. We set it according to plan. But I do not follow, the risk is that the boss is giggling anyway.”
Ikram.
“When ‘hal it’ can be applied? You're serious, right, can you set it all up?” tanya Ikram convinced his partener.
“Can, anyway, can. Just, yes, it took a few days until everything was ready.”
“How many days do you need to make nyelesein it all?” tanya Ikram needs a certainty considering Anha's wedding day alone just counts the days.
If their plans go through Anha's wedding day. Then it will be very difficult for Ikram to separate the two of them later.
“Yes, don't know, lah, Boss. Maybe three more weeks. That's also if smoothly.”
Ikram clucked annoyed, why can't it be accelerated, anyway. Three weeks is too long! Why not just now.
“Which can be that long! I don't care. I pay for work. Anyway can't speed up that plan.”
Ikram decided on his phone call unilaterally.
Frans patted his forehead because his boss did not want to be denied and immediately told him this.
For the sake of money, that's okay.
***
Ikram stared at the screen of his dead phone. He squeezed his expensive phone.
‘Anha. Anyway I will do me all the way so that we can be together again,’ said Ikram in the heart ending with a heavy breath.