
I've packed up all of Mas Adam's stuff in the room. I put her clothes in a suitcase and some more stuff into little boxes.
Before he came again, I had already put all of that on the patio chair. So that he no longer needs to set foot into the house of my parents' relics.
My parents must be very hurt right now because of what Mas Adam did to me. And me, where should I complain? My father's family lived far and wide. After all, I'm not that close to them.
On my mother's side, nothing was left behind. My mother was the youngest of four children.
"Hi, Baby. Is everything ready? When are you going to send it?" ask me in a row with Ayu through a phone call.
"Yes, this is in process. Patience yes. Hopefully this afternoon everything will be sorted out. Tomorrow morning I'll send it straight to his office. Get ready, Qil," Ayu replied in a slightly worried tone.
"Okay, thank you. You are the best friend I have."
"of course. That's why I remind you to be careful. Because I've faced a lot of men like that in court."
"Yes, Miss Bavel. I know, you're the best and most meticulous woman."
"I'm seriua, Qil. I'm sure your husband won't let any of this go so easily,"
"You're right. I think so too. Sure, he'll be trying to make a new problem soon."
"Therefore, it is better not to let your guard down. Do you need someone to take care of you?"
"Pregnated me? For what, Ayu. I'm not gonna be anything. Adam couldn't have hurt me, even though he was so angry!"
"You sure, Qil? That kind of man is actually the most dangerous if you feel hurt or angry."
"Why is he hurt and angry with me? It was supposed to be me."
"Of course it's because you're suing her for divorce, dear Aqila!" Ayu replied with a slightly emphasized tone.
Indeed, my best friend is most upset if I continue to answer and fight every argument. The soul of his lawyer seems challenged because it has me as a friend who never wants to lose.
"Yes, yeah. This time I beat Miss Lawyer." I said with a voice of laughter that was also accompanied by Ayu.
After that conversation, my phone turned off. I lay this tired body on the bed that previously there was always the scent of Mas Adam's body. But I replaced it all with a new one. So that it left no trace of him in this room.
Is this what it feels like to hate the person we love so much? Is this the pain of hating someone we love and believe will never betray?
Maybe, because I'm too tired of this body and brain. Too tired my heart also this feeling, until slowly my eyes closed. I was asleep in my bed. Until unconscious, when waking up the day is very dark. I saw the wall clock, it's eleven in the evening.
I went out of the room and looked around the house. There was no sign of Adam coming home while I was asleep.
'Ah, of course he won't come. Isn't his mistress sick. Of course he will give priority to taking care of the woman who will soon give him a baby, a descendant whom he has been for a long time, ' I thought again in my heart.
"It seems, tomorrow I have to change the key of the main door and the front door. So that he can no longer freely come to my house," I said alone. Because Mas Adam also keeps duplicate keys in this house.
After taking a glass of water, I went back up the stairs and returned to my room. I decided to go back to sleep. Because tomorrow morning, there will definitely be a very stressful drama going on.
The next morning, I woke up as usual. Pack up and get ready to go to the store. When the sound of my phone rings, it indicates that there is a notification from Wh*tsa*p coming in.
"I just sent the file to her."
I got that message after I read it. I smiled bitterly. Given that soon, the household I built for 3 years is coming to an end.
I went to the boutique and locked the gate with the one I bought yesterday. I deliberately changed the padlock, so that the man could not enter my house again.
Arriving at the boutique, employees have gathered in front of the boutique. Of course, except for that actor. I immediately opened the boutique door so that all my employees could enter and start doing their respective tasks.
While I sat at the cashier's table. The place I used to trust Astri. But, what a pity. Let alone keeping my trust in the cashier drawer, he even had the heart to snatch my husband.
Sometimes I think, have I been too stupid and naive? Until they easily believe in the sweet attitude of both of them. I was fooled long enough.
I pondered long enough. Until my tears are reluctant to drip. Maybe, it's been too hurt. Tears are no longer enough to describe pain and disappointment.
"Oh, there's a Father!" whispered Risna who was standing not far from me.
I immediately turned my head, looking towards the entrance of the boutique. Mas Adam walked in a hurry and I guessed from his expression. He must have received the divorce papers sent by Ayu this morning.
"Aqilais... What the fuck?" he asked in a half-screaming tone, while showing our divorce papers.
"What's? Read dong. You can read it!" answer me lightly.
"I'll never sign this farewell!" he said with a serious face.
"Whatever! Even if you don't want to sign, we're still getting divorced. Because what, Mom? Because I have proof of your affair.
Proof that you have betrayed our marriage." I reply with a bitter smile.
I could see that Adam was surprised to hear my words. Of course the evidence I'm referring to is all the footage from the wiretaps on his phone. I have to thank Roman for the great thing that helped me so much this time.
"Darling... Please, think again. We can still fix everything." Mas Adam's voice suddenly softened.
I don't want to be a spectacle for long for all my employees. Even though they were acting indifferent as if nothing had happened to Mas Adam and I. They have ears that must have heard all my conversations and Adam's.
"There's nothing we can talk about anymore, Mom!" steady answers.
"Mas will divorce Astri when she finishes giving birth later. And Mas will bring the child for us to take care of and raise it together."
Again, I don't know what demon possessed the once good-hearted Mas Adam to be able to think and say such heartless words.
I smiled smirk at him. Unexpectedly, the man could think petty and would hurt again the heart of the woman he had married siri and hamili.
"I'm enough, Mom. Do not hurt your wife again. Do not commit any more sins and mistakes. Better, you accept reality and live your new life. Isn't that the kind of happy family you've always wanted?"
"But, I want it with you, Aqila."
"Sorry, Mom! The door of my heart is closed for you!"
I immediately entered my room after saying the last sentence. Leaving Adam in confusion. Maybe he didn't believe that I could say that.
Not long after I heard Adam still trying to knock on the door calling my name from the door.
'I've been hurt deep enough, Mom. And all because of you. I can't give you an apology and a chance. My heart is not as big and as big as it is!' pekikku in my heart.
Perhaps because I did not come to grips, Mas Adam's voice slowly disappeared into silence. Let me try to express that love for others. I hope she gets all the happiness I could never give.