Fake Wedding Pledge
CHAPTER 7 Abandonment

'This breath feels like a painless incision slicing through my heart slowly. If it wasn't for Grandma and Uncle Antoni putting his happiness on top of my marriage to Fathan, I really wouldn't want to accept any of this.'

Azkira lamented at the words of Fathan who always scoffed and affirmed his dislike. On the bridal bed that should be a moment of love, turned into a night of abandonment. Even more painful, Fathan slept by separating himself. The man prefers to sleep on the sofa rather than having to share a bed with Azkira. It was as if he expressed his unwillingness to sleep together, even if doing nothing.

"Tonight is the first night of my wedding. Is it wrong to make hope? Hopefully, one day I can feel the warmth of the hug that calms the anger and anxiety in my mind, "inner Azkira, then he closed his eyes hoping to fall asleep soon.

"What kind of life is this? I'm married to a shitty girl like her! Aarrrrgghhh! Why do misfortunes always come at me in a row?" fathan lamented in the heart.

"This is not fair to me. In fact, that woman made me get kicked out of my soft bed," thought Fathan, who was vociferously blaming his fate and circumstances.

Suddenly, both of them rose from the ground and stood together. They walked to the bathroom together. Then, their eyes met stare, but after that Fathan threw his gaze in another direction. As for Azkira, he was only bowed down with a humiliated feeling.

"Please go first, Mr. Fathan," said Azkira.

"Huh! I can't believe this. Someone invited me to use my own bathroom" Fathan sneered with an unsymmetrical smile.

For the umpteenth time, Azkira closed her eyes permeating the pain caused by Fathan's scorn of her. "Huuf! My fault. I shouldn't have spoken" Azkira muttered as Fathan walked into the bathroom.

A few minutes later, Fathan came out of there and stood right in front of Azkira who was waiting in line to enter. "Don't forget to flush the disinfectant liquid immediately, after you put on my bathroom!" the heat, then passed.

Not feeling clear round flooded Azkira cheeks. The pain and tightness so ripped and tidied his soul. "You have dwarfed my courage and sense of worth over and over again, Fathan," Andhira said as she stepped into the bathroom.

Azkira returned to his bed. He saw Fathan sleeping on the couch. "So soon he fell asleep. Is he exhausted?" azkira

The woman in white took the blanket, and she put it on Fathan's body. "I'm sorry, because of me you have to sleep on the sofa, even though this is not my fault" Azkira muttered.

The night is getting late. Azkira's sleepiness began to be unbearable. In that torture of abandonment, he finally fell asleep as well.

The morning begins. Ending a long night of inner suffering. I got up and took a shower early. Then, like a wife, she rushed to the kitchen to prepare breakfast for her new family.

Soon after, Fathan who was still in the room was surprised to see a neat mattress and no Azkira there. "Where is he?" muttered Fathan wondered.

"Ahh, why am I thinking about it? Wouldn't it be nice if I didn't see it? It makes my heart and mind calmer." Fathan moved to look at the face.

At the dining table. Azkira has arranged his cooking Although there are actually domestic assistants who work, but Azkira prefers to do it himself. At that time Antoni came to greet him who was busy preparing breakfast for them.

"Morning, dear Azki. Did you cook and prepare all this?" antoni said while smiling.

"Morning, Dad. Yes, this is all Azki can do. May Father, and Bang Fathan like," Azkira replied shyly.

"Of course we'll love it, honey. My daughter's cooking must be a champion" Antoni praised with a warm laugh as an effort to appreciate Azkira.

There was a warmth that Azkira felt from the figure of a father, who had long since disappeared from his life. His eyes glazed over the voice of his late father long ago. But, his cry was swallowed back as he heard Fathan's voice.

"Good morning, Dad," Fathan said to Antoni. He did not greet Azkira who was also in front of him. Fathan's attitude was once again like explaining that Azkira's favor was not important and she meant nothing to him.

"August, Son. Lookie! Your wife has made a delicious breakfast for us" said Antoni with a happy face.

"I'm in a hurry, Dad. Today there was a sudden meeting" said Fathan. Then, he left regardless of Azkira.

Azkira looked down. He knew that Fathan's attitude that morning was just an intentional one that showed how insignificant Azkira was to him. You know, it hurts a lot and makes the heart bruise.

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