
**Why did you come back after telling me about
Why are you present adding to the bitter taste
This wound has not healed yet, do not make my tears docked
Let me alone, lonely friends hugging a sore heart
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Aisyah is preparing to go to the hospital, now she lives at her father's house. Because there's no place left to go but to come back here. The woman snatched the bag lying on the table, grabbing the key of the motor hanging. Immediately stepped in haste for fear that the father would wait a long time. He came home to take a shower and change his clothes. When he came out and wanted to lock the door, he was shocked by the presence of Arzan.
"Where are you going?" ask the man while smiling. Aisyah looked at him blankly, her face flat with no expression.
"Hospital" he answered briefly after a pause of a few seconds. He tried to ignore the presence of a man he did not expect. Locking the door and getting ready to leave was prevented by Arzan. The man grabbed the wife's arm, trying to hold the woman's departure.
"Wait a minute! I came here to see you on purpose."
Aisyah looked in annoyance at the man before her, briefly glancing at her arm that was strangled by Arzan. Knowing with a dislike look from Aisyah, Arzan immediately let go of her hand.
"Sorry, I just want to talk to you" he said, staring at Aisyah.
"What are you talking about, man? It's all over." ketus Aisyah. He turned his face, looking the other way. He could not stand if he had to look at the man who had been with him all along.
"Are you sure about the divorce?"
"Very sure." she replied briefly. I heard heavy breathing from the man in front of me. The man looked deeply at the wife's black bead, trying to find a love that might still be tucked in between the hatreds created.
"Have you thought of everything?" ask Arzan again. Aisyah was upset, she turned to the man who made her hurt.
"What difference does it make if I think of everything or not? Will things change if I don't file for divorce? Would everything be okay if we didn't get divorced?" aisyah asked with emotion. The glint of the affair between husband and step-sister made her hurt.
Aisyah almost choked on hearing her husband's words. He laughed a little, though,
"Don't talk about love here. I will no longer believe what is called love! Don't brag about love here, Mum! I'm sick! So fed up!"
"Dear, don't be like this. We fix everything well." persuaded Arzan as he pulled his wife's hand into his grasp. Aisyah hurriedly withdrew her hand, retreating one step after another to put some distance between them. He had to build a barrier between them. Especially now that Dita is pregnant with Arzan's child. This makes their relationship impossible to maintain.
"Go home, Mom! Pity Dita and the child in her womb are waiting for you. My decision is round. I'm pretty sure I want to part with you. Marry Dita, give her the happiness you want. Don't you ever bother me again. Don't ever mind me again. Our path is different now. Keep walking on our own destiny. We go through everything ourselves. Sorry, I have to go! see you at the trial!" Aisha soon passed, she could not if she had to be with Arzan longer. He was afraid that his heart would be broken. It was a waste of barrier walls that he had painstakingly built. Determination to divorce, and the compulsion he built to file a divorce lawsuit to the court. He comforted his heart full of sorrow and tears. Rebuilding the self-confidence that was lost. Not to mention Aisyah going further, Arzan suddenly hugged her from behind. Stop the woman's long steps. He closed his eyes, trying to be strong and not wobbly.
"Darling, I beg you to withdraw the divorce suit. We want to start all over again. I won't be able to separate from you, baby." the man was full of pain. He put his chin on his wife's shoulder, inhaling the woman's distinctive soothing odor. Honestly, he really misses that woman.
"Let go of me, Mas." Those words came out of Aisyah's mouth after a few seconds just silently enjoying the moments. Looks like the man behind her shook his head, she will not be able to let go of Aisyah just like that. He wanted to persuade even to bring the woman back home.
"Let go, Mas. We can't be like this. Soon we will officially get divorced and you will marry Dita. It's not appropriate for me to be seen hugging a husband-to-be from my own sister." Arzan's heart was as coquettish, how could Aisyah say that after all that happened? He is the one who does not know himself. Though he knew that Dita was a half-sister, but with his crazy he even impregnated the woman he should have considered as his own sister.
"I'm sorry, honey. Please think about your decision. I don't want to divorce you and marry Dita. I just want to be with you for life."
"Stop, Mas! Don't be selfish! You have to be the man in charge! I have to marry Dita!" Aisyah let go of her husband's embrace. Moving away from there and immediately towards his matic motorcycle parked in the yard of the house. Arzan tries to stop the woman, but Aisyah quickly prevents him.
"Go back and get out of here! My decision will remain the same and will not change. Don't ever meet me and ask me to change the decision I've made. I just want to get divorced from you and live a good life. Go then! Come back to my sister." she said in a hoarse voice while Arzan just fell silent while staring at Aisyah's departure which was very painful. The woman got further and further away, leaving the husband with a chaotic mind.
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Aisyah drove her motorcycle at high speed. Occasionally his fingers wipe the wet corners of his eyes from tears. He turned his motto to the park on the left. Park the bike in the available parking lot. He opened his helmet, walked slowly to the lake in the park. In the lake within the park is quite quiet, away from the hustle and bustle of the city. Arriving near the lake, Aisyah immediately screamed loudly.
"Based on a jerk! Not shameless! You can still hope to come back after what you did! Basic don't know yourself! There is no heart! I hate you, Mas Arzan! I hate you!" he screamed without burden. Regardless of the situation, he continued to scream at the husband who could betray him. Here, in this place he often spilled all the complaints that plagued him. Only here could he scream freely without any burden.
"Your bastards! Why did you betray me, huh? You really have no heart!" he shouted with overflowing emotions. After tired of screaming, the woman fell silent. He neutralized his breath that was going up and down.
"Udah, yells?" there was a male voice from behind that made Aisyah surprised instead of playing. His body turned around, his eyes glaring perfectly at the man before him. He thought only he was in that place, but it turned out ....
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