Dream Womb
New Status

When life was tired, receiving notice from the religious court about my marriage status decision with Mas Andre, was a relief. At least my struggle all this time will pay off. Being able to get out of a toxic marriage that can only be emotionally draining, is a must.

My determination to renounce my status as a wife is unanimous and will be passed in a religious court. I will soon be a widow. At the previous trial I had never been present because I was reluctant to meet with Mas Andre. But this time I have to come, because if not present, will be delayed again this self gets a new status certificate.

I stared at the orange on the horizon. A beautiful painting that soothes the heart, makes me realize that its creator is the Supreme Thrusting of the Heart.

"Keisya .. you are finally free from the way of marriage that has made you short of breath." I try to encourage myself.

That new status must be unpleasant. For some people, it is considered negative. But this is my choice after careful consideration, a bloody process, which I certainly will not regret.

The orange color will soon disappear and turn dark. I hope that after bearing a new status, my life is actually near orange which brings a new color.

"Finally you arrived at this point Keisya." I patted the left shoulder gently, calmed down and let out a long sigh many times. Expel, expel all the weight in the chest and fill it with new oxygen.

Turns out this is what I expected, freedom and I won't back down. I chuckled, I was brave enough to get to this point. Of course this big step makes me feel proud, this achievement is also an achievement to restore sanity.

The next day I asked permission for a day off not teaching, and it was allowed. The institution where I teach is indeed as flexible as that, as long as the permission is accompanied by a strong reason.

I immediately went to the Religious Court office which was located quite far away, in the city. Several times on buses and public transport, I finally arrived too.

Arriving at the Religious Court office I immediately met with Mas Andre. The man had previously been active in stopping my efforts to divorce, shouting at will and speaking rudely.

Today he looks different. When he saw me, the man was not implicit, seemed more silent and did not chase after me anymore. Thank God he probably realized I couldn't go back.

Although at first I was a little astonished, because the man could also be calm and a little indifferent when he saw me, but felt relieved. Maybe Andre has accepted the reality of the fate of our household that must end in the middle of the road.

"Hello Keysha, how are you?"

"Keysha, I'm sorry for everything that's happened in our marriage."

Andri stretched out her hand.

He said a magic word that had never been triggered from his lips.

I was a little clumsy when I accepted her apology but inevitably I shook her hand.

"Together, Mas. I was also a lot wrong when I was your wife, and today I'm really sorry. I'm sorry that I haven't been a good wife to you."

That's enough I said to keep up with her apology. I don't want to go wide anymore because everything is clear. We are equally aware of what has happened in the household that has been awake for ten years.

"Yes I'm the same, I can't be a good husband to you yet, Keysha."

Andre lowered his head. Again I was amazed at his change of attitude, but it was a good and positive change, so I could only nod my head.

This is the end of all my pill stories with Mas Andre, the man I've always called the husband I hope to protect and become a patron, but it turns out my expectations are too high.

Goodbye to Andre. From today on we walk into a person who is not at all tied to each other.

Tbc.

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