
"It's not about mistakes and an apology, Bang. But, this is about my heart that can no longer receive wounds."
"Azki, but what about Dad and Grandma? At least think of them too."
"But! From the beginning I put their happiness above mine. Don't act like I've never sacrificed, but from this whole thing I'm the one you're sacrificing." All the reasons could no longer prevent Azkira from leaving.
"okay! Okay fine! It was all my fault and I'm sorry. I admit it and will not repeat the same. Please don't go, Azki."
"I'm sorry, Bang. But I'm not a kid you can hit, and then you embrace. I have a limit to my patience and I don't think this relationship is healthy, Bang."
"We can try again, right? I'm sure we can start everything from scratch."
"Alright, Bang! I don't want your time and my time to be spent in vain. I want to give myself a chance to be happy. Can't do? Excuse me!"
"Where are you? It's early morning, Azki. Outside there are no public transportation operating."
"Don't worry about me, Bang. I'm used to the hardships in my life."
"Then let me drive you."
"No need! I can go alone."
Yes, Azkira is really gone. He no longer cared about Fathan's words and efforts that blocked his footsteps. Until Azkira escaped from the sight of Fathan at that time.
Fathan shouted in frustration. He slammed whatever was in front of him. "Stupid you, Fathan!" the hardship is self-defeating.
Out there, in the early hours of the cold it slips down to the sanitary. Azkira stood up for a moment, pausing his footsteps. Then, he called someone.
Azkira waited long enough, until finally Revan came on his motorcycle. Right, what Azkira called earlier was Revan.
"Azki, what are you doing here? What the hell's going on? Where's your husband?" revan asked a lot of questions. Azkira did not tell me, he only asked to be found in that place.
"Azki ...," Revan repeated his call to Azkira who never answered his question.
"May Azki ask for delivery, Bang?" Azkira instead diverted Revan's conversation.
"okay!" Revan agreed, because he knew Azkira had not told him.
Azkira asked to be delivered to the rented house of his friend named Dila. Yes, Azkira beteman has been about three years since they worked at the Chilean Sauce Resto. Unfortunately, Dila first came out and chose to move jobs to become a pharmacist, which felt more suitable for him. Because Dila himself is a graduate of pharmacy school. Even though there is no more work, communication between the two is still going well until now.
In the next second, Azkira had arrived at Dila's rented house. Dila was already standing at the door to welcome the arrival of Azkira, which of course had given the news before. Revan helped carry Azkira's suitcase and tailed behind her.
"Antai ...." Dila call.
"Dila, how are you?" Azkira threw herself into his best friend's arms.
"Sorry to bother you so early" Azkira added. At that time the time pointed at 03.15 in the morning.
"No problem, Azki. Come on in," take Dila.
"Dila, meet Bang Revan. Bang Revan, this is Dila." Azkira introduces the two. They throw smiles at each other.
"Emm, Azki .. shouldn't you just go home? It's not nice to go to a lady's place at a time like this" Revan said.
Azkira understood and finally agreed. "Yes already, Bang. Thank you, yeah."
"You still owe me a story, Azki. Take good care of yourself. If you need a brother call," said Revan.
"But don't tell Grandma first, yeah, Bang. Azki doesn't want Grandma thinking later."
"Don't worry, but if there's anything, tell Brother!" revan continued.
"Dila, I'm picking Azki, yeah." Revan spoke to Dila.
"Ready, Bang. Take it easy, Azkira is safe here," Dila replied as she raised both of her thumbs. Revan concluded a smile, then left from there.
On the way home. Revan still thinks about Azkira. "What happened to her and the man who was her husband? Why would he let Azkira out of the house alone? Then, a bruise on the tip of his lips? Has Azkira suffered violence?" Revan is inexhaustible and very worried about Azkira's situation.
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The next morning, Fathan returns to meet Dion with a very chaotic mind. He billed a promise to Dion, about the brains of the slanderer who concerned Chili Sauce Resto and Azkira. Sipping a coffee that had been specially prepared for him, Fathan began his conversation with Dion.
"As I thought, Fathan. This was Ellena and Fatih. So, before they betray you by making a secret engagement, the two sneaks have already attacked the restaurant with the issue they have prepared in such a way" Dion said.
Fathan mangosteen hinted at his understanding of Dion's explanation. "Lantas, what does this have to do with Azkira? Why was he involved?" ask Fathan.
"Actually they just use. Anyone can be a victim. It just so happened that Azkir was the one who got the chance to be scapegoated."
"Excession! Why did they do such a disgusting thing?"
"I don't know, Fathan. However, it seems like they have a personal grudge against you" Dion replied trying to draw a conclusion.
Fathan firred his teeth with a furious look and eyes filled with anger. "Tell the media about all this. And make sure the Chili Sauce Resto's good name is back. You know that, don't you, Dion? All this time we've been fighting a lot for the betterment of this restaurant."
"Okay, I'll take care of it. Of course, I also do not accept their vile deeds," said Dion no less furious.
"They will suffer the consequences!" Fathan ignited the flames of hatred towards Ellena and also Fatih.
On the other hand, in a different place, namely in the rented house of Dila. Azkira was pensive after telling his problem to his best friend. He stared blankly with a lethargic face.
"As your best friend, I can only help you with your best support and prayers. Hopefully, there is a relief solution to your problems with your husband. I think you're both just emotional. But, regarding the violence that he did to you, I also did not justify it at all. He shouldn't have done that to you." Dila responded to Azkira very wisely and maturely.
"Come, Dil. I feel like my life will never be okay" Azkira complained again.
"Patience, Azki. Of course it's not an easy thing to deal with, but I'm sure that God has chosen you because He believes you're capable of going through all of this." Dila gently rubbed Azkira's shoulder.
"Thank you, Dila. You can always make me feel relieved," Azkira said while crying.
"Together, Azki." Dila tried to strengthen Azkira with a hug. And that morning became the day that began with the roar of tears.
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