Can What a Widow Like You?
Chapters. 1 Early farewell

The night was silent, the void that Dinda now felt. Since the incident last afternoon, he never ceases to cry about his own story. How not to be sad, to see a husband who consciously toyed with his heart.

Dinda can only be silent with the incident, it is not easy for him to toughen back when his heart is not okay.

Flashbacks*

"Mas Dimas may not have had lunch yet. Surely with me coming to his office, he'll be happy". She smiled with a smile shining from the corner of her lips.

She continued to walk into her husband's room. As the door opened, his heart gasped at the disgusting sight. Dimas was talking to another woman, who was none other than his own secretary.

Dinda, furious with her husband's behavior, accidentally dropped the food she brought to the floor.

"Minda.. " Said Dimas aghastly removed the body of his secretary.

"I don't think you're like that guy out there who's disgusting. But now the fact is you're just as disgusting as the other guy". Hate speech.

"I can explain, baby, listen to me first.. " Say Dimas nervously and slightly trembled.

"Everything is clear. Please continue that disgusting scene of yours again". Said by passing.

Dimas did not care about the woman who became his affair now. He also chased Dinda who ran while crying.

"Wait for Dinda.." He wanted to hold Dinda.

But Dinda ran non-stop. He got back in his car and rushed home. While Dimas tried to chase him with the other car, which he always took when he went to the office.

**

Dinda, who is now in her room, looks frustrated. The tears that now wet his cheeks. I hope this is just a dream.

With a little hesitation, Dimas approached her hoping that Dinda would forgive him.

"I'm sorry, honey, I didn't mean it.." His words were stopped by the cry of Dinda.

"ENOUGH!! I'm sick of your excuses, I don't need to know with your explanations that definitely won't make sense". He said by guessing if Dimas would dodge with his false explanation.

"Well, if you feel I'm wrong. Yes, I was wrong. But remember, you are not necessarily right either. You should also be able to see your bad side, not just me being bad in your eyes right now". He spoke with overflowing emotions.

"What's my fault for making you cheat on that woman?" Ask him in full search.

"Even you don't realize your mistake, you shameless woman". Said sneering.

'DEGS'

Those words made his heart even more fragile. Just this time Dimas demeaned her, again he blamed Dinda with his innocent face.

"If you're aware, why don't you change the appearance that's clearly worse than a maid out there? I'm bored every time I come home from work that's served up the smell of the kitchen, can't you be like some other more attractive woman?" He compared her appearance to other women.

"Oh, so that woman you called attractive was better than me? The woman who gave birth to aurat, until my husband deliberately approached her. All right, let's see what you say later. Just because I look sober and always close the aurat, does not mean I will just be your insult. Starting today, I'm asking for talaq from you. I give up life with you, please be as happy as you are with the woman you are proud of. I'd better retreat to find my own life." Strictly with a few tears.

"You're challenging me? How was your fate after I had you? Remember, you had nothing before you married me. Would you survive if I left?" His lips humbled Dinda.

Dinda simply fell silent withstanding the emotional turmoil in her heart. His determination is more and more rounded, that his decision to leave Dimas is the best way. She had never been as privileged as any other woman. Until the heart is now increasingly closed tightly, even locked and impossible to open again.

"Why don't you answer?" He asked with a sly grin. "Dinda Amelia bint Yanwar Sugiono, today I am your talak. From this moment on, you're not my wife anymore". He said by showing his arrogant face.

"Oh, yes! I also forgot, never expect me again. Or begging me to go back. I was just wondering, what can a widow like you do?" Continued Dimas, then passed leaving Dinda who was feeling heartache very extraordinary.

Flashback off*

Those words were what made her cry incessantly. Dinda feels stupid, why could she be trapped in love matchmaking? He should have realized, from the beginning maybe he was just enslaved to always obey Dimas. While Dimas always felt he did not think it existed.

**

When the time is running out of the night, he also rushed to put his necessary items into a large suitcase. The sobbing she had felt, was now changing with the hatred in her heart.

Footsteps were heard entering his room. Yeah, it's Dimas. Tucked a smile at the end of his lips, as if satisfied to see Dinda who will leave his life.

"Now you want to go? In fact, who wants the first parting is you. But you seem to be slowing you down from this house". His lips with a hint of a sinister smile painted on his lips.

Dinda just shut up and focused on tidying up her stuff. As if he did not want to be bothered by the speech, the speech was as if the cold night wind just blew past him.

After he finished, he rushed away and passed Dimas who was standing behind him earlier.

"Oh, yes. Don't expect you to ask for half of my property in court. Because before you came into my life, I was already a rich man. You just hitchhiked here". Her lips again with a mocking grin.

"I am not willing to accept your treasure, what else to ask you. Give it to someone in need, like your lady. He deserves more than me". Answer her firmly and continue on her way to leave.

"Based on hypocritical women". Keto.

Dinda is getting away from the house and away from her former life, she just hopes that the future can welcome her well. Maybe this is the best way for him, for his future.

'Bismil was bornrahmanirrahim, my way O Allah. May the kindness of senantia welcome me'. She let out her heart with a few tears.

The goal is now the home of his parents, only they are sure to accept it. Her tears are now spilling back, remembering she returned to her parents with a miserable burden.

'Will mom and dad accept me after this? I used to ask for this marriage, even though they denied it. And now I'm home, much to my disappointment. Dad, Mum.. I'm sorry'. Her heart shrieked, remembering her past.