Bia, the Substitute Mother
A talaq!

Sometimes God will show you everything when you are at the end of your journey.

~JBlack

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After shopping for what he needed. Now it's time for Shaka to give the groceries to the cashier. While waiting for the cashier to check his groceries. Shaka certainly reached into his pants pocket. Intended to take his wallet.

But Shaka did not get it. Yeah, he didn't find his wallet in all his pants or his jacket pocket.

Suddenly his memory returned to the car. When he took his cell phone. The wallet in his pants pocket comes with him and he puts it on the dashboard of the car.

"Sir, please scan this first huh. I'd like to grab a wallet for a second" Pamit Shaka with a bad face because she forgot her purse she didn't bring.

"Yes" said the Cashier, nodding and letting Shaka get out of the minimarket and walk towards the car.

For some reason getting closer to the car, Shaka's heart was racing. He who wears sports shoes makes his footsteps inaudible. The closer Shaka gets, the more he can see the contents of the car from the car window.

Especially at this time, Shaka brought a car whose windows were not black. From afar, he was able to see the inside.

The closer his foot steps were, Shaka grew suspicious.. Ahh was suspicious of what he saw. Even he was still trying to stay calm. His heart is certainly beating fast.

It was very tight and he was afraid that what he saw and was in his brain was really happening. Therefore, Shaka chose to move to the side. Hiding behind a car parked next to his car and moving to the back.

He tried to catch his breath inside. He looked at his two cold sweaty palms.

"Don't until what I see today, God really happens. I would absolutely hate this kind of fate," Lirih Shaka was still trying to believe in what was inside her.

He walked to the back of his car. Try looking from the window of the car to see more details.

And finally…

Duarrr.

The atomic bomb that really made him almost fall. There his wife, the wife he loved so much, the wife who always obeyed his will was no more like the woman who incised the most wounds in his heart.

That's what makes Shaka do this. Yes he wanted to lure the two of them in order to be able to catch him. Until that time.

The time when he knew all he wanted.

"Mas," Call Dhira again while tidying up her clothes and getting off the kitchen pantry.

"Ka. Brother… "

"Enough!" Shaka said by advancing his hand and asking the two to stop the rant again.

"Let me do the talking now," Shaka said with a look that really showed that he was disappointed.

Yes, he certainly feels betrayed. He felt an indescribable pain.

Shaka moved closer. He walked towards his wife who was standing with a flattened chest of flowers. Shaka was only able to smile painfully.

Not a happy smile. Not a smile that is pure for happiness. Except for a smile that contains pain. A smile that truly contained how one was disappointed was so profound.

"Dhir," Call Shaka and raise his hand and tidy up his wife's shirt. "Don't do this again yeah."

Shaka said that slowly. He even rubbed Dhira's head gently after the clothes of the woman who was still his wife had been neatened.

"If you're uncomfortable with me or you're bored. Say it! Never play like this again," Shaka said seriously but his lips could still give a smile.

"Mas. I. i… "

"I know it's my fault" replied Shaka interrupting. "I'm sorry if during my time as a husband, I lack a lot. I'm sorry if I can't do what you want. But… "

"Now, I hope you're happy with your choice."

"Mas. I. i… "

"Don't say anything else. This alone is enough to make me sick," Shaka replied slowly and absolutely did not allow Dhira to say anything. "After this child is born, I will take care of our divorce papers. I'll free you from a bad man like me!"

Shaka said that calmly. He gave the last touch of rubbing his wife's hair once again before he walked over and approached her brother.

"Ka… "

"Please take care of Dhira for me, brother. I know this has been your choice. I'm sure you can make Dhira happy."

"Ka.. I!"

"Don't say anything. I'll take care of everything and well… "

Shaka walked away. He looked at the couple in front of him with a view that really did not have any happiness.

"I'm going to take this matter to the law. I'll take care of everything and well, don't come back to my life! and you, Brother Arthir."

Shaka pointed at his brother. He looked at the man with a face that bore no resemblance to him in the slightest.

"No need to come to the company anymore. I'll tell our parents. If I can take care of my own company without anyone's help!"

After saying that. Shaka quickly turned around. He took the car keys and was about to leave.

"Where are you going, Mom! Nope! I don't want to divorce you!" Shouted Dhira hysterically.

Shaka stopped his steps. He quickly turned around and stared at Dhira fixedly.

"I'm going after the woman I love. The woman who really contains my flesh and blood. A woman who loves me more than herself. Yeah, he's Bia. My dear biya."

~Connected