Don't Call My Name
How Do They Divorce?

Chapter 35

“Mother is so glad you changed,” said Tia breathing a sigh of relief.

“I'm also happy that Mom is happy.”

“Do not like that again yes, Son .. do not make Mom continue to feel guilty for not being able to choose a good father for you.”

“Ngak ... Facade, I promise. Then again ready to cut—”

“Burungnya?” sela Tia's.

“Gajinya ..” kekeh Fasad mengalatkan singukan The Mother just now, “kalau birdnya later Mommy can not have a grandson.”

Tia followed up laughing, “But, speaking of grandchildren? When do you want to give Mother a grandchild, hmmm? Lonely mom at home. I want to carry but no one is in my arms. Want a fairy tale, no one wants to dreadin.”

“Later I bought Mom ‘cat first instead,” joked Fasad gives you another option.

“Hhh reason!” cebik Tia pretended to be upset. The two headed into the house and sat on the dining place on which had been served some side dishes. Tia deliberately prepared to welcome the return of her son who she said was only alone.

“Busy yes, your wife?” Tia asked as she poured some drinking water into her son's glass, following for herself as well.

“Lumayan,” replied Fasad trying to cover up what really happened. The atmosphere was suddenly sad after his mother asked about his wife.

Huh, wife?

Their relationship had even ended and was only a status on paper. Fasad divorced Zara last night.

As Zara removed the buttons of her shirt leaving her core clothes, Fasad shook her head to stop her actions. He himself helped shut it back down. “Never do this, Zara. I said no need.”

“Why? Am I not pulling in your eyes?” zara asked disappointed with the rejection she had just experienced. In fact, there were so many men in line to get himself, but when he voluntarily threw himself in front of this man, he was rejected outright.

“Not interesting. All men who see you will surely fall in love with the body you have. Other than that you are good, you are beautiful, you are rich, famous, have a name, a sole heir and much more,” replied Fasad with a long description and praised that Zara was not discouraged by her refusal, “but that's not the case, okay? I don't want to do it with women who are forced to do it.”

“I wasn't forced. If I am forced, where may I offer myself with willingness,” replied Zara inexhaustible, “I had hoped, with us doing sexual relations, I can change your decision.”

“No, my decision is already unanimous. We're divorced. Go home, I'll talk you out. You are not my wife anymore.”

Degs....

Very loudly the Facade uttered it like a heartless human. This was very painful for the woman in front of him who immediately dropped to the floor. Zara cried so much that her voice shrieked to the hearing. Just this time Fasad heard Zara crying that hard for several years together. The girl was in such pain as the one who had just been left dead.

“What's my fault, Facade ... What's my fault? Am I the one who has to bear the blame of my parents?” the issue is unbearable, “I need you when everyone else is leaving me, Facade. I do have a family .. but actually I have no one left after Papi left .. plis ... Facade plis ...”

“Ngak, Zar. Please go, I'm waiting for your lawsuit or I will. The clear faster the better.”

That night, Fasad left her and locked the door of her room, letting Zara cry alone. A few minutes later, the main door was closed. To make sure, he checked ahead. Turns out Zara's gone out of her unit.

The facade has a broad mind. Because according to him, going after fucking her is a very depraved act. Not to mention if later the seeds grow and they are already in a state of their own—then the child will be the victim.

Yes, Fasad will only do so after the two have committed to staying together. However, the man felt unworthy to be on the side of a perfect woman like Zara. Compared to him who has many shortcomings. Material or immaterial. After all, Zara does not love him, she does not want to be a selfish person by using Zara's weaknesses for her own sake. Not to mention the views of the people against him who could later make him a dwarf man who could live off the wealth and fame of his wife.

“From your face like something is wrong,” said Tia disperse the Daydream of the Child. Not a mother's name if you can't understand what happened to her soulmate.

“Next time I told you, Mom. But sorry if this time I let you down again,” Fasad replied in a weak, almost inaudible voice.

“Ngak papa's. Live according to your heart, son. Do not force something that could hurt yourself. After all you're an adult, I'm sure you can decide your life. You alone know best, which is best,” Tia said wisely. He does not want his own ego because everyone must have a different point of view. Well according to him, not necessarily good for the Son. This is from the experience he has experienced throughout his life.

“Can I hug you?” the words Fasad made Mom smile.

“Why, not?”

The two of them hugged each other in laughter.

“Sorry, Mom. Because all this time I was too busy outside.”

“Yes, you are too busy taking care of other people than your old mother..”.

“From now on I will pay more attention to you and will return home more often.”

“No papa, I understand that everyone needs to eat, and we can't get it if we just sit still at home.”

“Search what work, yes, good one?” Facade asked.

“Most now, mah. Moreover, your experience in the entertainment world has been a lot. Not just a manager.”

“Iya, Ma'am,” replied Fasad started thinking about planning ahead.

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Zara just got out of the big hospital in town. After undergoing a series of examinations and procedures that must be done, finally, he managed to store his egg there or other words better known egg freezing. No kidding, the cost up to hundreds of millions of rupiah. And all that is borne by Miranda who fully supports the decision made by the Son.

“Now you are safe, you can get pregnant at what age you want, Darling.”

“Iya, Mam.”

“But if you get married, of course you will try the natural first, right?” Miranda asked again.

“Sure,” replied Zara for sure.

“Are you still a virgin?"

Zara looked at her Mom and nodded her head confirming that she was a virgin.

"Mami pray, hopefully next year you already have another partner without having to wait longer.”

“Hopefully so, but if I haven't found it, Mami don't make it, huh?”

“No, no maksa. Most Just tell me cepet-cepet.”

“What's the difference, Mami?” Zara rolled her eyes lazily.

“Where are we going after this? Want to eat, want to hang out at the Cafe, to the salon, shopping or vacation abroad?” Miranda offers all this just because she wants to make her child happy. She doesn't know how to make herself look like she loves him anymore.

“From vacation, mending us Umrah only. I've never been.”

“Are you sure?”

“Yaa..it is better than going to a place where there is no benefit except it is a waste of money. Go home from there, instead of happy even more dizzy thinking about the bill. Not to mention our responsibility to God after that.”

Miranda raised her thumb, “You're great, Honey!”

“Hust, Mam. Papi Pur's son should be great.”

Although Miranda's face still mengu mum smile, but his face looks changed. He was silent for a long while like he was thinking about something. Zara realized the change even though she pretended to be indifferent.

Ah, but yeah that's it. What to talk about let alone regret it. Time will never come back and he cannot change the history that has happened.

“We will go Umrah as soon as possible. Tomorrow, Mami wants to go to a travel agency agent,” Miranda said a few seconds later, “later tonight you ready her passport, yes.”

“Okay, Mam.” Inwardly, Zara continued, much she would ask there. Especially for himself and his deceased wife.

Seriate.....

After this (maybe a few more chapters), this story will jump to -/+ one year later. Which is definitely more exciting because from all the characters it will be a new figure, so .. look forward to the excitement, yes!