
Humairoh returned home at 20:00 and he wondered why his house was so quiet when usually his husband was in the house and welcomed his arrival with a smile.
"Where is Grace Why is there no life in this house?" humairoh asked, astonished at the deserted state of his house and seemed like there was no life in it.
With timid steps, Humairah put her feet into her room.
Humairoh looked for a light switch and turned on all the lights inside his house.
"God is at this hour Why hasn't my husband come home yet?" asked Humairah to himself and then he went into their room.
Humaira saw the basket maybe her husband was sleeping like yesterday. But he saw that the bed was still empty and had not even been touched at all. Seen from a bed that was still so neat as this morning when he left it.
"It's been so weird all day that Rahmat hasn't contacted me at all. Even at this hour she hasn't come home where is she?" Humairoh then searched all his houses. Perhaps her husband was in the bathroom again or was hauling clothes in the back. But in every corner of her house she did not see the appearance of her husband.
Humairoh's feelings are starting to get bad. Because this is unusual. Her husband always welcomed her arrival. But today feels different. I don't know! Anyway Humairoh feels uncomfortable with the circumstances today.
Humairoh then sat his body on the bed. Unintentionally his eyes glanced towards the nightstand. He was amazed that there was a piece of paper up there.
Suddenly, Humairah's heart was beating faster when he saw the piece of paper on the nightstand.
"What'sthis? Tumben once Mas Rahmat left a note like this!" humairoh was astonished.
But his heart felt something was wrong with all this. Then with trembling hands Humairoh began to open a piece of paper left behind by her husband.
Humairoh slowly began to read the letter left by her husband.
"So what does it mean that you're hiding your identity and your life. But clearly, I can't accept all this falsehood. Please forgive me Humairah. I had to leave you! good bye my wife. Iloveyou! If you want to get married again, I'm freeing you to do it. I'm not holding you back from being my wife. Use this letter to ask for a trial letter to the religious court. So that you can remarry with your new partner. I wish you a happy life with your new partner. A partner that is worth you. Forgive me for being her husband can not give the best for you and can not make you happy. One thing is certain that I love you so much! 😠ðŸ˜
Instantly Humairoh dropped the letter there was a feeling of tightness in her chest as she read the letter left by her husband.
"Does Allah know that Mercy has come to know my identity? Is he angry with me? How did he know about me? Where'd he know?" so many questions were in Humairoh's head but none of them managed to find the answer.
"Ah, Ayana, Ayana! I have to ask him. Surely Ayana knows about Mas Rahmat!" with trembling hands her father then looked for a cell phone and immediately contacted her father to inquire about her husband.
"Assalamualaikum! Ayana?' humairoh said to his nephew.
"Girlwindsalam! What's wrong Bi? These nights calling?" ayana asked confused because her aunt did not usually call at such a time.
"Wanna? Do you know where your uncle is why up to this hour your uncle hasn't come home yet?" humairoh asked with a trembling voice.
"So morning om Rahmat came to Ayana's apartment. And he asked for permission to go out of town with his friends. He gave me the car keys after it went straight away. Doesn't Om Rahmat tell auntie she wants to go?" tanya Ayana looked astonished.
"So morning om you came out of the house from dawn. Didn't say anything to Auntie. As soon as Aunt comes home, there's nothing at home. Um you just left a piece of paper on the nightstand. Said he was leaving. Did you tell your uncle Ayana about aunty?" humairoh asked hysterically.
"He never asked! What would aunt say? Is Aunt wrong?" humairoh said in a high tone.
"But still Uncle Bi must be angry Imagine 30 years married with aunt. Uncle thinks that aunt is poor. It turns out that Aunt is a conglomerate. Did Auntie ever think about uncle's feelings? I just feel annoyed thinking about it!" ayan explained her feelings at this moment.
" But where did your uncle know about Aunt's true identity all this time, wasn't he always busy working? Never cared about anything you did!" humairoh explained about the confusion.
"So morning Uncle asked permission not to cooperate with Ayana. Is it possible that time was used by Uncle to investigate about aunt? Check the CCTV at the company. Who knew Uncle had come there and found out about Auntie's true identity!" ayana said giving a solution to Humairah to know the real incident.
"Ah you're right Ayana. Tomorrow I have to check all the CCTV in the company. If your uncle came to the company would be recorded there. Yes, you sleep, Bini will also rest!" humairoh then intends to hang up the phone call.
But Ayana held back.
"Bi a minute! How about the purchase of Sugandi company? Is it a goal?" ask Ayana to her aunt.
"So morning I took care of everything. Tomorrow you can take care of the handover, Kok can come see the secretary auntie gota Aunty wants to take care of your uncle's problems!" humairoh said then he immediately closed the call.
Many times Humairah tried to call her husband's phone number. But it turns out that he got the fact that his number was already blocked.
" Oh my goodness, the old man is like a young boy playing block-block all numbers!" rutuk Humairoh with the behavior of her husband strange magical bin.
Humairoh then went to her study looking on her other cell phone and would call her husband using that phone.
Many times he kept calling but he got the fact that the number was no longer used.
"What do you want this old man? I am old too, still acting like a young man. There's a problem instead of being talked about properly playing hazy!" Humairo was very upset because he had lost his mind to be able to contact her husband.
For hours Humairoh just went back and forth in his room. Not being able to sleep can do nothing.
"Ah why am I so stupid? I should have called him!" Humairoh then picks up his phone again and contacts the detective he used to investigate the companies he would invest in.
"Assynnya!" Humairoh salutes his detective.
"Waalaikumsalam, Mistress! What are these nights calling me?" the detective asked, confused.
"Please investigate my husband's departure. Actually yesterday. You can find information around my house and around the company!" humairoh gave the order to the detective.
"Please Mrs send me a picture of your husband as well as some other detailed information to make it easier for me to investigate this case!" said the detective.
"If I knew the details. I won't be able to contact you. You stupid idiot! You I called because I wanted you to find information about my husband. Why are you making my head so dizzy with what you're asking for, you idiot!" maki Humairo and immediately slammed his phone because of the rank of his annoyance to the stupid detective.