Forgive Me Both

Forgive Me Both
Faisal Divorced Again


Faisal did not think that what Maya said was not just a threat, but the woman actually left after packing her clothes in a large suitcase and throwing her a new monthly bill a few days Faisal gave her.


"Please don't look for me, let alone ask my– to come back to this house again."


Maya breezes past Faisal and her mother-in-law who are still glued to her place earlier. Luna simply gawked watching every scene that happened in plain sight.


"May, wait." Faisal ran after the footsteps of his wife who almost approached the fence of the house. Maya did not turn her head in the slightest as the call grew louder and louder danced her name.


"Please excuse me for all of Mom's words, May. Understand, Mom is just an emotion. He has no intention of hurting you."


Faisal's words ignited Maya's emotions until he turned around and looked at the man's face very sharply,


"What did you say? No intention?" Maya grinned thinly, she could not understand why she used to be infatuated with Faisal. And stupidly, he even deliberately set up Faisal to marry him immediately.


"Open your eyes wide, Mom. Is it appropriate for a mother to vilify her own daughter-in-law? You think I'm a banana tree that has a heart but no heart."


"But we can still say fine, May. Don't go mad like this, "persuade the man.


Maya glanced at the mother who was still with a haughty face. Even the woman did not feel wrong at all for what was said so far. Bu Widia actually voiced again until more incised pain in the heart of the daughter-in-law,


"Let him go. Why has a useless daughter-in-law like her."


Maya clenched one hand. The decision is unanimous. After this Maya will go home to her parents and complain all the treatment of Faisal's family to the papa.


"I'm leaving, Mas. You wait for a divorce from me."


Maya steps back to drag the large suitcase towards the gate and leaves the complex using a taxi that just passed in front of her.


Two months passed, much happened after Maya left her home. The letter from the religious court actually came and it did not take a difficult process of divorce that finally happened as well.


It was a pity for Faisal's fate at this time. A life without a steady job. It certainly affects the lives of his mother and sister. Fortunately the Faisal family still has a grocery store managed by the father, so the needs can still be fulfilled even though now it can not be stylish like before.


"When do you want to get married again, son?" asked the mother one day, Faisal could only let out a long sigh. Let alone the thought of marrying again, thinking of himself sometimes Faisal to frustration. How not, until now there has been no good development about the treatment. After all, who is the woman who wants to be with an imp0ten man like himself.


But it seems that the nature of the mother has not changed, so often bring a beautiful woman to be introduced to Faisal.


"Please don't do that again, ma'am. My illness is not healed. They wouldn't want to know my true condition."


"Don't say anything to them, son. You guys get married first while you're on medication."


Faisal caught his own breath until he finally told the women directly about his current condition.


"You're nothing, make me ashamed. There should be no need to talk to the woman you introduced to. Then they all ran away."


Faisal shook his head slowly, although upset he still could not be angry with his mother.


"Marriage is no joke, ma'am. I failed twice. Do you want to see me divorce again?" faisal said in a very soft voice. Even if they choose to leave, isn't that their right? We can never force the will of others.


"But that's not it, is it, the way. If I keep thinking when do you get another wife?"


The woman did not seem to understand how destructive Faisal was at the moment. Ms. Widia is just doing what she thinks is the right version of herself.


"Just talk to you, make your emotions." The mother stepped away from Faisal's residence which was only a few meters away from her home.


While Faisal just stared softly room after room that still leaves memories with his ex-wife. Especially, Vani, because that woman has sacrificed so much for herself.


"I'm sorry, Van, if I've been more concerned about Mom than you." Faisal whispered softly, not feeling the clear liquid dripping also from the corner of his eyes.