Fake Wedding Pledge
Chapter 26 Takes Time by Yourself

After all the weather that was created in every hot, sweaty, quivering taste, and the seeds of love in the snowy aisle of Azkira, finally Fathan ended the game that gave a sense of extraordinary. And he was present as the winning winner for a while.

Soon after, Fathan felt defeated by all his victories. You want to know what caused it? Let me tell. After the heat struggle ended, Azkira looked very sorry and his regret was so obvious, implied in the face of his father who had been shabby washed the rest of the tired and sweaty. In fact, he seemed reluctant to talk or look at Fathan's face. And it made Fathan feel like he was unwanted.

"Azki ..," said Fathan while trying to caress Azkira's hair.

"Please go, Bang." Azkira avoids Fathan's touch.

"No, I'm not leaving, Azki. I'll only leave if you come with me. We go back to our house, hum," said Fathan, insisting.

"I need some alone time, Bang."

"But-"

"Nothing but, Bang! Please understand. Again, I'm not a kid you can whip and then you hug. This heart is not a stopover you can fill up for granted."

"Azki, I beg you. Come home with me. I promise I will change my attitude. Are you so angry that I deleted the photos from your gallery?"

Azkira examined Fathan's face with a murderous look. "Just say, Bang?" azkira said while mangosteen.

"Yes! It's only natural you say that. Because after all of your most self-destructive behavior, you just think of it as a small mistake that you can make with an apology. Just so you know, Bang. My disappointment is not about the photos you delete without permission. Rather, because your behavior and words always make me feel low and humiliated" Azkira added with great emphasis.

"I think I've won, Azki. I thought I had broken your heart and could take you home. But, it turns out I was wrong." Fathan shed tears. He feels like a failure.

"I'm sorry, Bang. I just need time to heal the gaping wounds inside here" Azkira said, putting a hand on his chest as if to show how much he hurt.

"Azki ..," cried Fathan still with a soft voice and tears.

"Don't cry, Bang. Don't make me feel bad about you, but I'm the one you've hurt." Azkira got up, then put on his clothes that were lying on the floor.

Fathan was already helpless to dampen Azkira's disappointment, which made the woman harden her heart for Fathan. Now there was no other choice for the man but to give him his words. Although, at that time he felt like he was knitted with sharp rocks.

"Wear, Bang!" Azkira offered Fathan's clothes to wear.

Fathan looked at Azkira with a face pleading for mercy. Then, Azkira nodded affirming that Fathan immediately took the clothes proffered by him. With trembling hands and a bruised heart, Fathan finally took his clothes and put them on.

The next second, Azkira stood up while opening the door, which he indirectly told Fathan to get out of there. Yes, in other words Azkira had driven out Fathan.

"Azki, I ...."

"Please go, Bang!" azkira toilet. His attitude made it clear that he did not want to be debated or negotiated again.

Fathan also stepped full gamang and with heavy heart set out from the rented house of Dila. While outside still drizzling, Fathan heads to his car with a speck of rain drenching his body. Then, the man drove his car at high speed.

Inside, Azkira shed his body on the floor, behind the door leaf. The woman was crying so much. "Why? Why do I have to look evil in this?" his wailing with a raucous voice was clouded with sadness.

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Fathan got home and cleaned up. He kept quiet and did not do much. All because he was disappointed. Not to others, but to himself.

"Den, eat first, yeah. Bi Inah has prepared Den Fathan's favorite food." Bi Inah felt that she could not bear to see such a different Fathan. Unlike usual who are energetic and talkative.

Fathan did not answer or respond. The man just kept silent. His gaze was empty and empty. His lips and tongue were all twisted, he was so reluctant to speak.

"Why is Den Fathan like this? Does this have anything to do with Non Azki not coming back here? Then, where is Non Azki now?" gerundal Bi Inah's.

Not long after, Dion came to visit Fathan's house. I don't know what wind? However, there seemed to be something he wanted to talk to his best friend. The man who was no less handsome than Fathan seemed to not hesitate to enter Fathan's house.

"Bi Inah!" dion exclaimed in shock The middle-aged woman who was dumbfoundedly observing her Master.

"The door wasn't locked, Bi, so I went straight in."

"Yes, Dion, it's okay. It's not Auntie's key yet," Bi Inah replied.

Then, Dion looked towards the chaotic Fathan. "Why is he, Bi?" lontar Dion was feeling awkward.

"Auntie doesn't know either, Mas Dion. Since coming home, Den Fathan just kept quiet. Aunty tawari eat also do not want, Mas," said Bi Inah.

"Yes already, Bi. Let me talk to Fathan."

"Okay, Mom, then Auntie excuse me. Dion wants to make you drink what?" add Bi Inah before passing from there.

"Black coffee only. Thank you, Bi."

"Good, Mas. You're welcome." Bi Inah extended her legs towards the kitchen.

"Hey! What's wrong with you? Your hand, did you break the glass of your own car? I saw your car's glass crack and parts of it crumble." Dion didn't hesitate to talk to Fathan.

"I've failed, Dion." At the end Fathan wanted to open his voice as well.

"Whatchu mean? We did it, Fathan. Chili's good name Sauce Resto is slowly starting to return. In fact, the customers who had lost, have now been seen visiting the restaurant again. And the best news is, I've reported the two traitors to the authorities" Dion joked.

"I don't think about it anymore, Dion."

"That's right. Shouldn't all that good news please you?" Dion did not believe what he heard from Fathan's mouth.

"Do you think I can still be happy and laugh when I fail to bring my wife home?" said Fathan still with a flat facial expression.

"you mean? Did Azkira leave this house?"

"Not just from this house, Dion. It seemed, she also wanted to leave forever from my life. Then, what does all that winning mean if I lose my wife?" fathan added.

"Let me guess. So now, Fathan has fallen in love with an Azkira he didn't expect?" ledek Dion's.

"Come, Dion. What karma am I reaping? Ever since that shameful incident, I've treated her very badly. I've committed every mistake to him. I insulted him, said it, even hit him, Dion. His feelings must have been very broken and hurt. That's not all, Dion. I've made his honor and pride fall to pieces. Then, now he's gone and I don't feel willing." Fathan told me with a regretful siratan that looks so real in his facial line.

"Alright, I understand how you feel, man."

"No, Goddamn! You don't understand at all" said Fathan.

Dion laughed. "At least I'm happy, because a Fathan now has the heart to feel guilty. It must be love" said Dion.

"Shut up! You don't offer a solution at all. You laknatt's friend!"

"Come, Dude. Admit that you're starting to fall in love. I told you, Azkira is very pretty and sweet, isn't it?"

"Enough! Don't talk anymore, or I'll stuff your mouth with a doormat."

"okay! Okay fine! I'm quiet." Dion hid his laughter behind the hands that covered his mouth.

"I'm reminded of you, man. Azkira is a fine woman. Now that he's gone, you're sorry, aren't you?" inner Dion was still in a poignant tone.

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