
Ayu's getting scared. His head was getting deeper. Both hands squeezed the end of the clothes he was wearing. Her tears almost fell.
"You? Ahhhh!" Gandhi nodded harshly. Her chest feels tight. Her eyes are red. He really lost his pride as a husband.
"I accept that you insult me, demean my work, underestimate my income, I accept everything Ayu. But...."
Gandhi wiped the corners of his eyes with both fingers. Her tears broke without being asked. His heart was so broken. He never even asked for his rights. Ayu herself always sniffed at him.
"I can't accept you soiling my house with such a despicable conversation!" screeches with high notes.
Ayu did not dare to answer, only sobs were heard. He did not expect Gandhi to come home in the afternoon like this. Because it never was before.
They remained silent for quite a while. Even Gandhi's rest is almost over. But there was no intention of him getting out of his seat. Enjoying every tightness that plagues his heart. Although there was no love in their marriage, their sacred status left Gandhi completely hurt. Ayu has shed a stain in their sacred bond.
"From now on, I release you. Go anywhere and be with anyone you want. I dropped three talaqs for you. I divorce you this very second, Ayu," Gandhi said in seriousness.
Ayu stuttered, her lips trembling. He's not ready for that. Should be happy, right? I don't know why the woman felt unprepared.
Not ready to lose a man as good as Gandhi. A nice guy who doesn't know him but treats him well. He was even responsible for what he never did. Nor did he plead when his parents blamed and cornered Gandhi.
A marriage that has only lasted one month, must run aground because of his own mistakes. Although he loved Anjar, the man showed no empathy or responsibility at all.
Evidently by the sound of the roar of the car that was ignited and then away from the house of Gandhi. Looks like he escaped through the window in Ayu's room.
"I'm sorry, Mas" muttered Ayu in tears, bowing her head deeply.
Gandhi turned his head outside, looking like the car was parked leaving his yard.
Ayu nodded while wiping her tears. Gandhi took a long breath. Grab Ayu's arm while standing up.
"Come on, he has to take responsibility!" His eyes glare. Ayu looked up, staring at the black bead of Gandhi implied in the wound.
"Ta. but, Mas." Ayu.
"Don't do free things. Hurry up before the car gets any further." Gandhi pulled the arm again. He must return what should belong to others.
Ayu finally complied. He followed Gandhi in a hurry to get into the car. Ayu quickly sat in the passenger seat.
Gandhi drove his vehicle at full speed. He remembered the license plate on the jazz honda car earlier. Therefore, he did not want to lose track.
"You know his house?" gandhi asked with his eyes.
Ayu just nodded. He was embarrassed to just speak.
"Good, where?" go back to Gandhi again.
Ayu mentioned the address of Anjar that he had been to. But get a strong rejection from Anjar's parents.
Before long, when they went through a mall, it appeared that the car that Anjar was driving entered the courtyard of the mall.
"Mas, that...." Ayu pointed, Gandhi's eyes following Ayu's fingers. He nodded and entered the mall area. Forgetting his job for a moment, forgetting meetings that are very important for the company he works for.
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