DIVORCE PAPERS
There's No Second Chance

Tika awakens when her ears catch the sound of an alarm that she accidentally sets to wake her up in the third of the night. Arka's hands and feet still hugged her tightly as if she was a bolster pillow making it difficult for her to escape. The bodies of the two were still innocently hidden under the thick blanket. Slowly set aside Arka's legs and hands with difficulty then inching to reach the towel that is attached to the back of the ornamental table chair, but the movement is held back by the circular Arka hand hugging her stomach. Tika turned her head she saw Arka twitching j🥰🥰 her eyes repeatedly.

"Where are you going, it's still night?. Let's go to sleep again!". Take Arka while pulling Tika's body in her arms but reject her by gently pushing her husband's chest.

"Sorry, dad. Mother permission to want qiyamullail first. You wake up too, yuk. We qiyamullail congregate at least for the last time". Invite Tika to review a bitter smile while stroking the hair of the man who is planning to step on it soon.

Instantly Arka was stunned and opened her eyes wide, her face turned soft, a look of sadness emanated from the look of the handsome man's face. He straightened his body until he sat down to line his wife's fingers, holding the hand of the woman who had given birth to a very beautiful daughter was filled with guilt that many times over. He tightly embraced the body of the wife with reddened eyes holding back tears.

"I'm sorry, mother. Let's just break up this divorce, shall we?. I will try my hardest to love you. Mommy can definitely make you fall in love once again, Bun. Please accept me again, bun!". Rengek Arka for the umpteenth time.

Tika unraveled Arka's embrace and stared fixedly at the man in front of her. Tika was stunned to hear the whining of her husband, in the depths of her heart she was most eager to give her husband a chance to try to love her back, she said, but on the other side of his heart came the fear of betrayal or the demand to 'let my heart double' from the lips of the man he loved so much. When it came, not necessarily he was as loud and patient as this let go.

"If you ask me to stay because you still feel there is a vibe of love for you on your chest, of course, the mother will be happy to remain in the arms of the father as a wife who eagerly seeks to nourish love in the heart of the father, but if you have to work hard to make father grow love in the heart of the mother's father is unable and not sure can be patient, well. Forgive mom, dad. If you don't want to poke mother tomorrow. Mother who will sue for divorce from father". Inner Tika monologue.

"We took a shower and qiyamullail first yeah, yeah. We'll talk again. Soon the dawn.Hurricane time is up!". Tika tried to divert the conversation while stroking the jaw firmly of her handsome husband.

Tika put on a forced smile and she again inching out her hand to reach for the towel that she had not had time to take. The slim and beautiful woman came down from her bed while wrapped around her wide towel covering her plain body. Do not forget to extend the pajamas bath for the husband so that the husband also moved from the comfortable bed that has both occupied during the journey of household life. Then the young mother stepped her feet towards the bathroom in the corner of their room until not how long heard the sound of water gurgling from the shower.

"Wand, yeah. It feels so fresh". Tika's great-grandson who came out of the bathroom while drying her hair with a small towel in her hands.

Arka who was sitting on the bedside nodded and curled a smile on her lips. Arka happily took her footsteps towards the bathroom. When he passed his wife, he gave a kiss on the cheek of his wife without being realized by the wife that made Tika surprised and cheered loudly at her husband's ignorance.

"Well, mommy is already ablution. So it has to be wudhu again, deh". Cheers Tika pretended to pout.

"He he he, sorry, bun. Daddy's really giddy, baby. Mother wudhu again, yes!". Reply Arka relaxed as if innocent.

Tika did not deny Arka's words there was a lump of meat in her body that felt tremendous pain.

"If the affectionate words you have spoken were sincere, well. Truly sincerity that arises from the bottom of your heart because there is still a little bit of love left there, well. Of course, the mother will be very happy and willing to consider her request to improve our household". Inner Tika, her hand caressed the cheek that had just been on Arka's kiss without her knowledge.

Tika sighed, her eyes spread, failing to hold back a single tear that burst in her eye fertiliser. Although it sounds romantic but the affectionate words that he just heard seemed to stifle his chest and clog his respiratory cavity which is still very loving to the husband.

Arka immediately occupied the position that his wife had provided, both of them solemnly perform night prayers until some rakaat which ended with 3 rakaat watir prayers. Then they will recite and then honor Allah, the All-Turner, and the All-Ruler of the Universe. Arka prayed hopefully to have the heart of the wife. The wife pleads for the good of all things that are inflicted on her family and asks to be strengthened by her faith and Islam.

Tika smiled looking at her husband who took a mushaf of the Qur'an lined up neatly in a carved Jepara teak shelf. Arka read al-Imran's letter with a melodious voice. Tika listened to her husband's reading while looking at his handsome face from the side, the corner of her heart creaked and timid when she realized soon the man who was commonly called her husband would be the past.

Arka stopped his recitation of the Qur'an and put it back into its original place when I heard the dawn prayer from the mosque near their house.

"Please if you want to congregate to the mosque". Tika said as Arka turned to her.

"Salat at home only. I want to pray with my mother". Replied Arka with a fluffy smile.

Tika just nodded in response to her husband's will.

Both pray the qobliyah at dawn and after proclaiming the iqomah, they also perform the congregational dawn prayer with solemnity and wisdom. Continued with remembrance and prayer.

Arka turned his body to his wife who was still in the face, his wife's hand welcomed his hand and kissed him reverence, Arka as usual kissed the wife's forehead. Then their eyes met eyes and locked each other, the face of the woman who once shook and made her heart beat irregular in front of him, really, really, he did not know what made the shakes in the chest disappear for his wife, but this soft-faced woman who is really impeccable should be used as an excuse to no longer love him. The mother of her child is very special, even in the last days of her marriage, she still deigns to consider and treat her husband as he should. While out there a lot of women who when they find out her husband is no longer in love, there will be a big dispute and say hurt each other, it was as if there was no good that each other had ever gotten.

Tika let her husband look at her without a word, she could see the look in her husband's eyes full of hope on her,

"Bun, please let me try to love you once more, yes. Father please". Pinta Arka with a hopeful face, her hands tightly grasped the fingers of the woman who tried to melt her heart.

Tika did not budge, her heart was not steady to release the man she loved so much.

"Well, you sure can keep your heart for your father even though your love is no longer there for you. But are you sure you will be able to keep your heart for your mother if you no longer have love for your mother". Tika Tanya looked at Arka's feelings. Blasting without weighing the taste.

His wife's firm answer made Arka could no longer look at the wife's face. He really has lost. He was sad and ashamed.

"Javab, yeah!". Tika asked once again as Arka was still struggling in her silence