Ballad First Wife
Hammers Ketok

Everything in this world has an end.

Including the people in our lives.

They're leaving, but that doesn't mean our lives are over.

They are the ones who end up in our life story.

And we'll be fine.

I closed my eyes hearing Arifandy say those words. Well, he's right. My life will be fine. For my life is not dependent on those around me, for God has guaranteed it.

“Ra.” The sound of the Goddess catfish surprised me. I looked up and closed the Arifandy ig I was looking at.

“What?” my answer.

“Have heard what news yet?” ask the Goddess while sitting in the front seat of my desk.

“What news?Early in the morning do not gossip.”  I turned on the computer to start working.

“Bos Alan fiancee.” Goddess Word.

Deg.

I directly stared at the Goddess, “True?!” I just can't believe it.

Goddess nodded. “Bos Alan didn't tell you?”

I'm shaking. There's a sense of sadness not because Alan is going to marry another woman, but rather because I'm going to lose a friend. Alan has started to keep his distance. Even about the engagement, he didn't tell me.

“Maybe he's heartbroken, Ra. So decided to accept the woman.” Murmuring Goddess.

“Whose heart is the same?”

“Yes are the same as you. You think I didn't know Mr. Alan was after you? From the look in his eyes alone I can feel his love for you.” Goddesses.

“We are different Wik. Not possible with.” Reply relax.

“Only because of that?Or because of Mr Salman?” The goddess looked at me deeply.

I glanced at her then smiled without commenting on the Goddess's remark.

Brother Salman, I remember Brother Salman when the Goddess mentioned his name. Yesterday at the second hearing he was still calling me. But it's been almost five days that there's been no news of him.

Tok tok tok tok

“Log in!”

“Bu Fira, called sir Alan.” Said the intern in my office.

“Iya. Thank you.” Answer and then stand.

“Most he will tell you his engagement problem,” guess Dewi.

I just smiled and continued my footsteps towards Alan's room.

“Assalamualaikum Sir!” my regards.

“Sit Fir!” Alan's orders.

I sat in Alan's living room. Alan came up to me with a brown envelope. He handed it to me.

“This what?”

“Open it!” Alan sat.

I opened the envelope which turned out to be the invitation to the inauguration.

“Appointment?” I looked at Alan not understanding.

“Iya. You're up the department.” Alan smiled.

“Really?But not mentioned here.” I turned the letter back.

“Aw!!” squealed me because Alan was pinning my forehead. “Sick Lan.” Omelku while fingering Alan's scar.

“Later when your inauguration will know.” Alan replied while leaning his back on the sofa.

I smile. “Still Sir. I went back to my room first.” My pamphlets then stand up.

“Ra!” alan's call stopped my steps.

“Ya?” i turned.

“Pak!” I'm telling you because Alan didn't say anything.

“I kangen.” Said Alan grimly.

I'm down, “Lan, between us is clear. Accept Anita. She's a good girl.” I answered and then left Alan's room.

Outside the door, I stood breathing deeply while closing my eyes. I'm sorry Lan.

***

The third trial and the last trial. I hope that Andre will come this time. Because I want everything to end well without any enemies. And if later we cross paths in the street, we can greet each other well.

I sat waiting anxiously. Here's finally. The end of my marriage, which I dreamed would forever have to run aground because of my husband's betrayal.

“How are candidates jandaku.” A voice I have not heard for a long time. I turned my head and I saw Mas Andre standing in the warm arms of a woman who looked at me with a triumphant smile.

I turned my face away without touching Mas Andre's greeting. If it's like this, can we part ways.

“Where are your men?Did they leave you after tasting your body?” ask Andre Mas who made my blood boil. I breathed out anger so as not to get out of control. Because if there's a commotion, I'm the one who's gonna lose. My good name will be smeared.

I was relieved when our names were called. At least I won't hear Mas Andre's scorn again.

The trial was quite tough. Mas Andre demands gono gini property and Ryan custody. I'm inflamed. All this time he did not pay attention to Ryan, why he demanded custody of him.

I defended Ryan, and thank God without presenting the child, the judge immediately gave Ryan's custody decision to fall into my hands. Even the gono gini treasure as well, Mas Andre did not get what he demanded. Because of the house, I'm the one who bought it.

Finally the judge knocked the hammer and legitimately, we divorced.  We each received a divorce decree to be used to take care of the divorce deed.

I came out of the courtroom both relieved and sad. I don't feel tears. I kept walking without seeing the people who were in the court office.

Brucks

I hit someone until I staggered. Luckily, the man caught my body.

“Ra, are you papa?” The Voice of Salman.

I looked up and looked at Salman's face and shady gaze. Defense jebol. I buried my face into his chest and cried, spilling a crush of sadness in my heart.

“Crying let you be relieved.” Brother Salman's whisper let his chest get wet by my tears.

“Cie is already widowed. I can't stand it, just hug. No see the place.” Read Mas Andre who arrived at my place and Brother Salman.

I held onto Brother Salman's body as I felt the movement of that body. I know he wants to beat up Mas Andre. “Already Brother, no need to respond.” I said while wiping my tears.

“Ra, Man.”  Alan and Anita arrive.

“Yeah, come the other one. A party of three. Salome..one hole rame-rame hahaha.” Ejek Mas Andre heats the ears. Brother Salman is going to beat Mas Andre again and I held his body back. But Alan I can't prevent.

Bugs

Once hit the body of Mas Andre fell to the ground.

“You?Why did you hit my husband?” pekik Mas Andre's wife while trying to help Mas Andre stand up. I looked at the woman. So this is the figure of Mas Andre's affair that makes my household a mess. His appearance is polite. Very polite even. With clothes that tightly close the aurat. Maybe Mas Andre is right, his religious knowledge is good.

“Jaga your mouth. Fira is not as low as you, trash.” Spray Alan furiously. He was ready to hit Mas Andre again, but Anita held his hand.

“Hehehe. You guys don't know what kind of woman she is?Ask your friend! He's seen his innocent body, right?” ejek Mas Andre's.

Plaque.

I slapped Mas Andre.

“I held back, not out of fear. But because I respect you. But your mouth is really rotten.” I yelled at him while pointing at Mas Andre's face.

Mas Andre's eyes glared at me. His hand was about to hit me. Salman's brother pulled me behind his body.

“You hit Fira, I broke your hand!” threaten Brother Salman.

“You guys, let's go! We become a spectacle,” said Anita reminded us.

Anita grabbed me and took me away, followed by Salman and Alan.

I still had a glance towards Mas Andre and his wife. I saw how his wife tried to clean the blood on Mas Andre's lips but Mas Andre brushed it off. Mas Andre's eyes were full of anger staring at us.

**haaah

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