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"Whenever I hold on with all my might, if your heart had never been created for me everything would be Sia-Sia Syakir, if you knew how hard I tried to accept this marriage that had destroyed my love and hope, Syakir married you I had let go of my happiness and love, everything was destroyed, I'm getting crushed because you never looked at me and never thought I existed. God, should I continue this marriage ? the marriage that ruined my life, the marriage that made my soul cry every day."

Namira continued to walk without direction and aim among the torrent of rain that soaked the earth carrying a wounded heart and continued to be wounded.

Two years have passed the wound has widened and enlarged, a wound that no one else has ever known, a wound that no one else has ever felt.

If she could, Namira wanted to end this marriage, ending this pain and ending all the wounds she had left for her.

Past mistakes made Namira have to receive bruises and incisions every day, every time Syakir will throw him with pain wrapped with sadness to douse him with the salt of pain.

I don't know how far Namira walked carrying his disappointment, but surely at this time he has stood in front of his parents' house.

Namira stood staring at the house he had left for two years, the rain still drenched him as Namira sat helplessly.

One's shadow made him even more injured, the voice still ringing clearly in his ears.

"Namira, I'm taking you here, baby, remember you can't hold me ! or I'd be too heavy to leave you. I LOVE YOU Namira, don't be so sad, I can't leave you with a face like this you have to smile."

Namira sat down with tears that kept on breaking down her cheeks. Namira remained sitting like that until morning.

Moments later, a middle-aged woman ran to Namira, who was still sitting in front of the house.

"Non," call a woman who is known as Atik or commonly called Bi Atik aide in the Arman family.

Seeing Namira's very sad condition Bi Atik then swept her into the house.

"Mrs, Madam !" call Bi Atik.

Shortly afterwards Silvi came in a hurry, not far from him also walking Arman.

"Honey" said Silvi. Silvi can hardly believe Namira standing in front of her in such a appalling condition.

"What's Namira doing, why are you soaking wet like this?" ask Arman.

But Namira, not answering he just cried in Silvi's arms poured out all her heart.

"Where is Shakir, Namira? why did you come alone,?" ask Arman.

Namira was silent.

Arman's habit of always defending Syakir makes him reluctant to give him a reason, a reason that will certainly corner Syakir.

"Auntie please get me a towel !" shout Silvi.

"Darling why are you like this,?" silvi asked, sad. Seeing Namira come home alone makes Silvi a little think something is wrong in her daughter's trinket.

"Namira, why don't you answer Daddy son ?"

Namira looked down and sobbed.

Namira looked up, looking at Arman in disappointment, "Dad ! please answer Mira !" he said half screaming in his tears.

Arman who was looked at like that by his daughter momentarily thought.

"What do you want to ask Mira,?" ask Arman.

"Do you remember what happened two years ago ?" sentak Namira's.

Arman again digested Namira's question.

"Honey why are you asking this,? the incident has passed we do not need to dig it back, let the past is buried, we can continue to live quietly without remembering it !" silvi Sahut.

"Dad please answer Mira !" emphatically. "What is true ? the cause of the accident was Dad the culprit ?" namira Bentak.

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Arman Suddenly slaps Namira.

"Dad !" snapped Silvi. Silvi is unwilling for Arman to slap her daughter for no reason.

Namira again straightened his head after she tilted following Arman's slap, "Dad ! do you know how sick it is to accept this,? did you ever think how hard Namira was to accept Dad's mistakes,? this slap hurts nothing more than to bear the mistake you made!" shout Namira.

Hearing Namira raise her voice as she spoke, Arman clenched her fingers full of emotion, "You don't know What Namira is ! for that you better shut up !" tell Arman to have some emotion.

"What mistake do you mean Namira?" ask Arman.

"Did you forget the family you killed, huh,?"

"What are you talking about Namira,?"

"Did you ever think of Dad ? what if I'm made into revenge, then,?"

"Dear Namira sit down first we can talk about this Good !" pinta Silvi, while trying to recover Namira's body.

"Mah ! can Mamah feel the pain that Mira is feeling right now,?" ask Namira lirih.

"Darling, what problem are you facing,? tell ! Mama will listen,"

Namira smiled kewa, "Free. Wouldn't it be that if Namira told the evil Syakir you wouldn't believe it,?"

"Because that's just Namira's excuse ! the reason you won't accept this match, is because we didn't marry you to Argian ! you're angry and you're trying to oppose us !" snapped Arman.

Namira returned with a smile full of wounds, "Dad you know ? without you knowing it, you're torturing Namira, Syakir isn't as good as you think he is ! he is always rude and treats Mira very badly, he marries Namira just for revenge !"

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Namira again received a slap from Arman, "It's inappropriate for you to say that to your husband Namira !" look Arman, he always does not accept when Namira tells the ugliness of Syakir. Arman always thought Namira was just making things up, all that was a reason for Namira to be separated from her marriage with Syakir.

"Dad," cried Silvi not to accept Namira back slapped.

"Dad," said Namira lirih, he was still holding the slap Arman on his cheek.

"Well if you can't trust Mira, please listen! this is the last time Mira stepped foot in this house !" namira snapped with all her disappointment. Finally Namira left, he who initially wanted to ask for protection from his Parents finally had to come back out carrying disappointment.

"Mira, Mira," cried Silvi following Namira's quick steps away from home crying.

"Have let him ! don't be too pampered !" sahut Arman while detaining Silvi from pursuing Namira.

"My life right now is like a goose child released by its mother in the middle of the river, going to and fro looking for a handle, screaming for help, but I am helpless, besides acting I have no one, I have nothing to defend my life, I want to run even if I can't, if life has to keep going I hope there is beauty there that I can find, if I don't deserve to have a life I wish it all ended up here. I am satisfied to accept this pain I am satisfied to receive this wound, if there will be a rainbow after the rain I hope this rain subsides soon, if after autumn there will be spring I hope everything changes soon before my body gets tired, before my body is weak and broken helplessly," Namira said.

He was still crying bitterly, even though the rain had subsided but his tears were still dripping down.

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The Syakir residence.

Argian, who was still weak, Suddenly woke up from his sleep, Argian said very slowly Mbok Nami who was in Argian room could hardly hear his words, "Where's the woman who can be with her mother,?" ask Argian.

Mbok Nami raised his head after trying to listen to Argian's whispers. "I don't know Den, since last night I didn't see Non Namira either" Mbok Nami said.

"Can you find him, please,?" tell Argian.

Mbok Nami was stunned thinking, "But I don't know where to look" Mbok Nami replied.

Hearing Mbok Nami Argian speech was silent, but that does not mean all his anxiety is lost on women who are currently unknown to him.

Shortly afterwards from outside there was a commotion.

Plakkkkp.

One slap floated back in Namira's face until he fell down.

"If you dare complain about this, then,? I'll make sure the day after your family I dribble into jail !" shakir is full of threats.

"Sure why don't you just kill me, to make you satisfied !" namira snapped while crying sobbing.

Apparently when Namira left, Syakir had been looking for him all night, Syakir also knew that actually Namira tried to complain everything. When Namira entered the house with Bi Atik when Syakir came and secretly heard Namira's quarrel with Arman.

"You hear! I won't dirty my hands like your father's, "Syakir humbled and squeezed Namira's cheeks. "I'd rather see you die Slowly Namira !"

Harshly Syakir brushed off his squeeze on Namira's face, Namira who could do nothing could only cry.