DESTINY OF JAMILA
7

Mila went back to Mahmud's house. She borrowed Mr. Mahmud's motorbike to pursue her husband who was carrying Salsa. Mila doesn't have a motor. He was a man in the city. And he no longer has parents.

Mila drove his motorbike with high speed. Emotions have taken hold of him at this time. The traces of her husband are no longer visible. Along the way home, Mila was very upset about the actions of Irfan who brought their daughter Salsa to run.

Arriving in front of the house. Mila saw Irfan's motorbike parked in the house. Earlier he thought Irfan was bringing Salsa to his parents' house, because his trail of Irfan quickly disappeared. But, to make sure he keeps driving his bike towards their home.

Mila went into the house with deep emotions. He could quickly enter, because the door of the house was wide open.

Bruuggk..

When you go into the room. He even hit the burly body of the husband who happened to come out also from the room. And that moment Irfan took advantage to hug Mila who was still upset.

"iihi.. Release Mas..!" the heat revolted, trying to escape from the winding of his hand Irfan who locked his body.

"Darling... I'm sorry!" said Irfan softly.

"iihi.. Mas Release..!" Mila still continues to rebel in the arms of her husband.

Instead of being on the loose, Irfan even tried to kiss her neck and lips Mila. Of course Mila kept her face away from the reach of her lips Irfan. Where Irfan's mouth smells of booze.

"Don't.. Don'tdon't.. I'm gonna puke!" shouted Mila trying hard to escape the stranglehold of Irfan. But, Irfan just kept locking his movements. Not out of reason, Mila kicked Irfan's lato-lato.

"Aauuwhh....!" Mila finally got away from Irfan. The man was now holding onto his pained lato-latos. "However you're Mil. Got me broke this!"

"Thankiratin!" said Mila annoyed, he glared his eyes at Irfan, who was now sitting limp on the dark brown sofa.

"Yes God.. So sick!" yelled Irfan still winning his lato-latos. While Mila now entered their room, locking the room quickly.

Huuff..

Mila needed to take a deep breath, as she felt her chest was tight. Tired also felt, when Irfan bent himself. Where her husband was her body was burly and muscular.

Feel more calm. Mila climbed up her bed slowly. Because Salsa was asleep. Indeed, the boy will fall asleep, if his father took a walk on the motorbike at night.

Oh Allah... Should I forgive Mas Irfan? but...

Aakmckk..

Mila screamed hysterically in her room. At this moment the scene of Irfan Fan Irene's heat struggle was again spinning in her brain. He cannot accept that reality. And it was so disgusted to see Irfan. Even if he forgives Irfan. To have intercourse she no longer desires with her husband.

"Mila's... Dear... You why?" irfan asked in a worried tone behind the door of the room. Irfan who was gently massaging his banana, was startled by Mila's scream from the room. He was very worried about Mila's current state.

"Darling... You're okay, right?"

The upset Mila did not respond to Irfan's question. That made Irfan more worried.

"Darling... You why?" asked Irfan again impatiently.

"I'm doing fine. And I'll be fine if I stay away from you!" mila is upset.

"Emmm... Sure...?" Irfan becandain Mila's.

Puuukk.. An irritated Mila throws a pillow at the closed door. Of course the throw of the pillow can be felt by Irfan.

He also shuddered. Because he was sure, his wife's heart had begun to melt.

"Yes...!" yell out his spirit. The man finally walked to the terrace. Inserting his motorbike and the motorbike used by Mila into their home. After that, the man laid his body on the sofa. He would sleep on that couch, because the house they occupied was only one room

While Mila who is now lying in bed, continues to wail her innocent face the princess who is sound asleep. His brain was thinking, wondering whether divorce with Irfan was the right solution to his household problems.

Not getting the peace of heart, Mila finally decided to ablution. He will perform Istikharah prayers. Pray for God's guidance, as Mila is currently among the difficult choices and hesitates to choose and decide whether or not she will ask for a divorce from Irfan. It was difficult to make a decision because of Salsa.

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