Don't Blame Me for Taking Your Wife
chapter 18

"Ayla Syakilla Khairunnisa bint Rahman, I'm dropping talaq on you." Alfa's voice was so loud after her loud slap in the wife's face.

Ayla looked at her husband with a smile while touching her cheeks which felt very hot. Ayla's body was limp, her heart ached, like a strong squeeze to the tightness that filled the space on her chest.

Ayla's own husband very really defended her affair in public. Even Ayla got a hard slap and talaq. Ayla's eyes were hot, slowly a clear circle fell from her beautiful eyes. Ayla had no idea, Alfa would have done that to her rightful wife. And more in favor of Agya who is only a actor.

"Buck...." Ayla's voice shook mentioning her husband. "You're more defending the actor than your legal wife?"

"Enough Ayla!" Alfa's jolt, "Mas has reached the limit of patience. You've gone too far!"

"What's? At the limit of patience? Then what am I? Don't you see where my patience goes with your attitude and infidelity?"

"Enough Ayla!" Alfa's jolt was getting louder, his face was already red with emotions that reached the crown."Do not test your patience, and say back the word talak from the mouth of this mas!"

"Masses.... Until my heart does that?"

Alfa did not answer, she just looked at Ayla with giddiness because of her emotions that had peaked. Alfa clasped her hand until her knuckles paled. Before his hand floated again into Ayla's face, Alfa's gusts turned around and left in her arms with Agya. Stepping away left Ayla and splitting the crowd.

"Masses... I'm your legal wife mass..." Ayla cried, "you should have defended me..." His sobs covered his face.

"Why did you go with him...." Ayla's voice weakened as her shoulders continued to shake.

"Patience to Ay." Jupe hugged Ayla strengthening. Even though he only knew Ayla, still his sense of being very angry if women are treated that badly, especially still legal wife status.

"Already! Disband! Disperse all!" Siti's voice to the crowd watching the commotion between Ayla and Agya.

Everyone started to leave with voices talking about the commotion. A more inclined mutter blamed Agya who was an actor.

In another corner, Roxy looked on Ayla with pity. Her heart also felt pain, especially seeing Ayla get a slap from her husband. It never occurred to him, Alfa would beat his wife in public. Anger now filled the room in Roxy's chest. However, he did nothing for the time being for a more important plan.

There was one thing that made him curious and needed an immediate answer.

"Viloz!"

"Yes, sir, do you want me to take care of those two now?"asked Velos who was very understanding of the master.

"That's it later, we do it as planned. Before that, what is salak?"

"Huhuh?" Veloz frowned," Salak was the master's fruit."

"fruits?"

"hemmm...."

Unsatisfied with Veloz's answer, Roxy finally asked the driver who had the same belief as Ayla.

On the way,

Roxy glanced at Supri the driver.

"Supri!"

"Yes sir?" Supri replied without turning her head and only glanced at the rearview side of her head. Then focus on driving again.

"What is salak?"

"salak?"

"Hmmm..."

"salak is a master fruit, sometimes it tastes sweet, but there is also a sepet." replied Supri, while Velos who felt the answer was correct, mangosteen-beard.

Roxy's clucking pissed."If it was just fruit why was Ayla crying and grieving? It's definitely not fruit."

"Mad Ayla?"

"heemmm?"

"so sorry, Ayla, in slap and talaq in public for the sake of infidelity. The outrageousness is indeed the Alfa" said Supri who heard the rumors that had spread among the employees.

"Well, that's him! I mean. salak!" roxy's voice sounded excited from the back jog.

Supri's forehead wrinkled. "talak?"

"yes, that...what was that?"

"Break sir."

"Talak, what is talak? why make Ayla sad?"

Roxy was stunned, "so you mean, if the word talaq is said to mean divorce?"

"True sir."

DUUAARRR

DUUAARRR

Fireworks seemed to be flying around Roxy, like a big celebration. His heart is now divorced and will open up a great opportunity for him to approach further. This is what he wants.

"So you mean they're divorced?" Roxy asked no longer able to hide the corners of her lips that continue to be pulled upwards so happy.

Supri's forehead wrinkled, "Yeahh, that kind of master."

Roxy laughed loudly, but she was happy to hear Ayla was about to get divorced.However, Supri's next sentence made her laughter disappear.

"But, sir, it depends on the fall of the talaq."

"What's? What's that supposed?" Roxy put on her sour face.

"In our religion, the process to divorce is three levels. First the talak one. They split up, but there's still a possibility to refer."

"Ruby?"

"It's not your direction, but refer to you."

"What else is that?"

"Well, I'm not good at religion, so I'll just explain to you sir. If you are not satisfied, you can ask Ustadz, then I can take you back." Supri explained,

"If one talaq has fallen, they are indeed divorced, but there is still one roof, giving them the opportunity to think and re-unite. Also for the possibility if the woman is pregnant, so it is clear who the child is. It's called iddah time."

"What?" Roxy sounded very objected, "If you're divorced, why do you still have to live together and unite again? I don't accept it!"

Supri seemed surprised by Roxy's upset reaction. Veloz smiled. Roxy's assistant, even very know how the actions and thoughts of his master.

"Continue!" Tell Roxy after commenting and the atmosphere is a little awkward.

"So, after the fall of talaq one, there are still talaq two and three. If the third one had fallen, they would really have to part ways and not be able to reunite. Except, if the woman remarries and has sex with another man." Obviously the Supri is long.

Roxy screeching. "Why so complicated, just want to divorce alone should this be it. Why not just split up?"

"Well, that's all for them to reconsider parting. Like when we divorce in a religious court, surely the Judge will try to mediate his second, to minimize divorce. Because there is always someone to sacrifice. The child for example." Definitely Supri again.

"Kids?"

Roxy closed her eyes and took a deep breath. Digesting every sentence Supri said. Fulfilling everything with his heart and mind. He remembered the little boy Ayla had brought with her while working. The innocent boy suddenly appeared in his eye.

Could it be because of him, Ayla survived despite knowing she had been betrayed?

****

On the other hand,

"It hurts?"

Agya shook her head slowly as her tears flowed down her cheeks.

"What did Ayla do to you? This hand, it must hurt he twisted you. And your hair..." Lirih Alfa looked at Agya pity and glazed while gently rubbing Agya's hair that may have fallen out a few strands.

"Yes. It hurts, but, after my defense, the pain is nothing. Thank you, sir." Agya's cries hugged Alfa.

Alfa felt pity and guilt for Agya because Ayla had been so rude to Agya. Gently Alfa returned Agya's embrace.

"Sorry to Agya. Promise me this won't happen again."

****

Tonight, Ayla sat down at the dinner table. The table was full of Alfa's favorite food. Although Alfa has been stalking him, however, Ayla continues to serve Alfa as before. Ayla knows, the first time Alfa said talaq because her husband was too angry. They can still be together and re-attach. Therefore, Ayla still prepared dinner for Alfa and always waited for her husband to come home.

Time ticks, minutes have passed, and the clock has passed. Without getting tired Ayla was still waiting.

The beautiful woman looked at the clock on the wall.

23.00 wib.

Ayla's shoulders are shaking. His hand moved touching his left chest and squeezed firmly there. To make her pain disguised. Ayla could no longer hold tightness in her chest, her throat choked by the pain that was stuck in her chest cavity. A small sigh slowly rang out, and turned into a roaring cry.