Azizah, Wife Taste Savings
GOODBYE TO THE WOUND

Azizah took a deep breath. His heart was badly wounded but He did not want to show it to anyone.

The long-haired woman walked quickly out of the building. He ignored all the cynical gazes that led to him.

Azizah looked at the bushel of food that she brought all the way to give to her husband because she knew Axel really liked his cooking. But all of this was just pretending. Even those who killed the fetus in the womb 3 years ago?

"I never thought God, the husband I thought of as an angel was only a human being"

Azizah rubbed her tears, and then gave the food to the security guard there. Only the guards were friendly to him.

"Sir..."

"Yes Mom..." A well-built guard with a respectful face approached Azizah immediately.

"This is for Father. I took it inside but it turned out to be my husband... I mean Mr. Axel has eaten"

"Is this nothing Ms Azizah?"

"It's okay sir.Take all the places for you"

"Wad... Thank you very much Ma'am"

"Together sir, I say goodbye, Assalamualaikum"

Azizah went from there, but only a few steps back He looked back.

'I will never set foot here again'

The woman rubbed her flat stomach slowly. It is very sad for his son-in-law.

"Don't worry son, I'll take care of you and be the best parent for you son"

Azizah steadied her pace, going from there to the hospital where Grandpa Axel was being treated. He has to leave but does not want to leave any regrets in Mr. Adhitama's heart. Azizah will convince the man that his departure is the best decision.

Arriving at the Hospital, it turned out that her mother-in-law was also there, along with her sister-in-law. The two people even blatantly showed their dislike for Azizah.

Azizah did not want to make a fuss, so she chose to hide and would meet Adhitama's grandfather after her in-laws and in-laws left from there.

So long wait finally the two people left the grandfather's room. After feeling safe, Azizah immediately stepped into the VVIP treatment room.

"Lho mba Zizah?"

"Yes Sus... Grandpa can still be looked at?"

"Could... But don't be long, because Mr. Adhitama needs to rest"

"Yes Sus, thank you"

Azizah slowly opened the door of the room.

"Assynogaic"

"Waalaikum... The zizah? You coming, son?"

"Yes cake..."

Azizah approached the patient's bed and then sat down on the available chair beside the bed.

Soon the two of them were involved in an exciting conversation until punctuated by lively laughter.

"Ziziah... What's the matter hmn?"

"With no cake, Zizah will probably rarely visit grandfather"

Adhitama looked surprised, He then asked,

"Why is that why?"

"Zizah can not travel far because Zizah some days a lot of pesenan kept kek, Alhamdulillah"

"Alhamdulillah, but don't be too shaky. If you need anything, Grandpa is ready to help"

"Yes, thank you, but as long as Zizah can work on her own, allow Zizah an independent cake"

"God willing, I do not want Grandpa to marry Axel to you. He's really lucky to have a wife like you"

'Unfortunately granddad thought I was nothing but trash' of course Zizah just smiled and nodded.

Seeing Adhitama's tired face, Azizah was ready to go home so that her grandfather could rest. He also had to go home immediately to pack up all his belongings.

Arriving at the Contract, Azizah packed all the clothes she had brought with her when she married Axel. Only that, he did not bring any other valuable objects such as mobile phones, wedding jewelry and wedding rings Azizah put in the box. He planned to leave it to the owner of this house Bu Willy and the wife of the chairman of RT here, Azizah sure Bu Willy who knows Axel will be able to give this box to the man.

Grateful for the last 1 year of her bestselling homemade cake receiving the order, so Azizah still has the savings to leave this city and start a new life together with her baby.

Azizah smiled as she stuffed her clothes into the old tote bag she had brought with her when she moved into this house.

The woman had just realized how blind love had actually fooled her.

He should have known if his marriage was not normal let alone happy.

Axel only visited him while he was drunk, The man was not even more than 1x 24 hours in the house he rented. Every month the man gave a living of only 1.5 million on the grounds that He had no children and did not need much, whereas the Husband was not a wealthy businessman?

But Azizah did not mind at all. For her any money that her husband spent on her, she thanked him even though in the end He had to find a side income because of course that amount was not enough.

Ironically indeed, He only realized that all this time He was just a wife who was treated no better than a maid. Similar stash more precisely. A marriage like this will not be happy at any time.

So leaving is the best decision.

The woman recalled how stupid and naive she was. He thinks that Axel put him in this rented house so they are independent by separating themselves from the family. It turned out that the truth was that He was banished and exiled.

When she first came to this place, Azizah was so excited, cleaning the house, cooking her husband's favorite that she knew from the maid at Grandpa Adhitama's house first, waiting for her patiently when she came home from work, waiting for him patiently, but Axel never came home, the man only came occasionally to vent whether it was his lust or what. More in a drunken state.

But, Azizah is not the type of woman who likes to complain, although He is sure if She reports all of her Husband's behavior to Grandpa Adhitama, He is sure Axel will definitely be punished.

But again, a sincere but dirt-laden love by Axel still chooses to keep quiet with the belief that her husband will change someday. And it's all for nothing. Totally useless.

Azizah stared at the large wedding photo attached to the wall of the room. How happy He used to be. He thought that this marriage would be happy until the end of his life.

In the picture, only he smiles. While Axel, his face was very grim and cold. It is very clear if the man is unhappy.

Azizah felt her eyes heat up again, but she did not let the tears come back. It was enough of his foolish struggle to maintain this ridiculous marriage. Azizah gave up and erased all her love for the Man.

He steadied himself, then grabbed each of his numerous wedding portraits on the wall, removed them from the frame and put them in a large Box that he had prepared.

Azizah then took all the photos and the album to the backyard and burned them.

The photos began to burn to ashes. Like that, his love. Scorched not in effect.