Dilemma of Marriage Left
Chapter 12

Unintentionally, Bayu's eyes saw the door to the room leading to the balcony open. The man approached, and Turna was there. Sitting relaxed while playing mobile phone.

"What are you doing here?" asked Bayu then sat on the sofa opposite Winda.

"Find the wind" answered the woman briefly and indifferently. Her eyes refused to see her husband.

Bayu took a long breath. "I'm sorry because since we got married, I haven't been able to treat you the way I did in front of my mom."

"Why?" Winda asked quickly, she caught a glimpse of her husband then switched to her phone again.

"Because I still love Nila so much."

Bayu's answer made Winda's breath instantly feel tight.

"It turns out my true feelings, all because of Nila."

"As much as you." Winda put his phone on top of his groin then looked at Bayu with a feeling of hatred. "Originally you know, I'm actually fed up with this charade. I hate to keep following what you want! and I was wrong ... " The sharp gaze leads directly to Bayu. "Udah is in love with a man who doesn't think I am!"

"Mrs ... " Bayu is not able to think clearly, because regret for marrying the woman in front of him is still fully attached to his heart. "OK fine! If you want a divorce. Please!" he concluded with a slightly raised voice.

But Winda did not immediately answer, the woman was increasingly ignited by emotions until her chest seemed to flower. It was not easy for him to scrape a stone in an instant. However, his patience was only as thin as a sheet of tissue.

"See it later!" reply Vinda then go from the front of Bayu, even out of the room.

Bayu didn't chase him. He remained on the balcony with both hands holding on to the barrier trellis. His face lowered while breathing out so that it could be more relieved.

While just below the balcony where they were fighting it was the news of his mother Bayu. The half-century woman was shocked to hear the quarrel of her son and daughter-in-law.

His hands fretted against his chest, his heart as if sliced by a very sharp knife. So hurt.

"It turns out child marriage is just my way, not as beautiful as I see it. Though I want the best for Bayu," he said monologue. Her tears also fell.

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At the same time, Nila awoke with a sweat that poured out. His breathing was stingy, probably because of the nightmare he had just experienced that made him wake up in such a state.

Several times Nila tried to adjust her breathing again so that her heartbeat could be calmer. Not long after, Nila could not sleep anymore. Finally he walked towards the sofa close to the window of the room and opened the curtains slightly.

Nila sat on the sofa while hugging her knees and gazing at the plain-looking night sky without stars. He rubbed his face many times, hoping that the nightmare would cease to exist every time he closed his eyes.

"Now, I'm gonna leave this town. Maybe over a long period of time ... " Nila smiled because she could still see the moon up there, with a perfectly round shape and beautiful. "Yeahh ... Even if I were still the same Bayu, we would have a long distance relationship again. But somehow now it feels so empty ... Like something's missing." Her tears involuntarily dripped. "Even I haven't left yet, that feeling of emptiness has made a lot of nyesek."

Nila nodded then lowered her face and stuck her forehead to her knees.

"Lord ... How can I really let him go?"

After being quite satisfied crying, it evaporates a feeling that has been so tormenting lately. Nila finally went to bed and laid her body there. He knows that he still has to get up tomorrow to get to work.

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The next day, Nila woke up because her phone made a ringing sound. The woman sat on the bed. Next to his hand then fingered onto the nightstand not far from his place. While one of his hands again massaged his forehead many times to relieve dizziness due to surprise.

"Hello? This who?" tanya Nila while putting one hand that supports her head to the knee as a pedestal.

"Hello, good morning. You just woke up?"

Nila knitted her eyebrows together, trying to recognize the man's voice.

"I think I know who this is" Nila said in her heart, shaking her head.

"What's the matter, Brother Dany, did you call me in the morning?"

"I want to take you to the office, how?" haggard Dany.

"Are our offices aligned?" Nila asked back.

"Yes I don't know either. That's why you want to go together, the goal is to know."

Nila took a deep breath. His gaze was then directed towards the wall clock installed in his room. It shows five o'clock past fifteen. That means Nila only has half an hour left to prepare and have breakfast. Actually enough anyway, it's just that if Dany still continues to force and reluctant to end the call, Nila could be late to leave work.

"Sorry, I can go alone. Yes, yes, I want to take a shower and keep getting ready. Hye!" Nila ended it immediately.

Meeting with Dany reminds Nila of her meeting with Bayu. As much as possible, she avoided Dany. Eventually Dany's contact number is blocked by her, so the man can't contact her anymore.

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With her driving skills, Nila tried to find a way to get out of the crowd and arrive soon. As a result, he managed to arrive at the office exactly ten minutes before the entrance bell rang.

Like yesterday, his job today is still handled by him because Alika permission not to enter the office due to diarrhea.

While Nila was busy with her work, her phone kept ringing. But not answered by him. His feeling is that the number is Dany's new number.

The number called him many times. Until Nila lost her patience and finally she replied.

"Hello?" the sap sounds dirty.

"With Nila, right?"

The woman was immediately choked and then kept the phone screen away from her ear and confirmed the number listed on the ongoing call.

"Right, sorry who's this with?" ask Nila carefully. His feeling was suddenly agitated.

"I am Nimas, Bayu's mother. You know my son, don't you?"

Nila's heartbeat seemed to stop for a while. He really could not have thought Bayu's mother could reach him.

"Sorry, what do you need to do to me?" Nila wants to go straight to the point.

"Can we meet this afternoon?"

Nila struggled to swallow her saliva. His focus was immediately messy. He tried to stay tenag and then took a deep breath before finally speaking.

"I'm sorry, what's there for Ibu Nimas to talk about?"

"It's about Bayu," answered Nimas briefly.

"Wood? Why her? Isn't he happy with his wife?" cecar Nila fought back the heart to ask about how Bayu felt to her at this moment. Even if he asked his mother, it was impossible if Nila would get a pleasant answer.

"We can talk when we meet, how? Can you?"

Nila mende*sah quietly. "Well, later share location aja ma'am place where."

"Yes." Yeah." After that the phone was ended by Bayu's mother.

Nila let out a rough breath and put her phone back on the table. He immediately finished his work so that he could be more relaxed at the end of working hours.

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In a restaurant that is quite famous in the city center, Nimas just arrived escorted his personal driver. But he was not alone, but with Winda, his son-in-law. They went inside and ordered a table for the three.

Fifteen minutes there, the car driven by Nila reached the restaurant. But when Nila was about to get out of the car, Winda told her in-laws to go to the toilet.

Nila immediately went inside and stood in front of the cashier. While Nimas who saw the whereabouts of Nila there immediately sent a message to him.

Not long ago, a message notification was entered into Nila's phone.

"Tell me number 7."

Nila immediately searched and soon found him. It is now the first time Nila has seen Bayu's mother. Because during dating the man, Nila was never invited to meet with Nimas. It's just that the degrees of the two are different. Bayu's mother had already found out about Nila. While Nila everyday just busy working and gathering with his parents and sister alone.

"With Nimas' mother?" asked Nila politely as she extended her hand.

"Yes." Yeah." The half-century woman only showed a cold attitude and ignored Nila's helping hand, choosing to cross her hands on her chest. Really at first it makes Nila feel that her existence there is very unimportant. "Sit down!" the door with a face.

Nila nodded then her eyes unintentionally saw a bag perched on the table. After he looked towards Nimas, there was a bag as well.

"Sorry Mom, whose bag is it?" tanya Nila tried to behave accordingly.

"Miss."

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