Grasping
Part 50 (Decide)

She chose the path of destiny. Determined to stay away from those who cut their wounds. However, her status is still valid being the second wife of a Yushaka Demitri, the young entrepreneur leader of the Hugs Way company.

He still cradled, should go quietly or wait for the man to say talak.

Niar breathed a long breath. Thinking of the husband, it could not be that easy to ask Yusha to say talak. There will be differences of opinion and maybe a little debate.

But, the woman is a Muslim, little know about the understanding of Islam that does not allow a wife to go from her husband's house without permission from the husband, because the law is illegal. Even if it is only done for one second, it still gets the curse of the Angel.

"Sir, this afternoon we will return to Mr. Yusha's house" Niar told Dedi-the private driver at Yusha's house.

"Don't you want to stay here for 2 days?" confused Dedi.

"It was so, sir. But there is a problem I have to solve. So, we'll go home later this afternoon."

"Alright, Non. I'm ready to drop off anytime."

Dedi returned to the car, the 45-year-old man was more comfortable staying there.

Niar went back into the house, approached Mr. Bejo who was still loyal to accompany Sumiati, sitting on the side of the bed.

"Are you sure, son?" ask Mr. Bejo with a cheesy tongue. Again convinced that Niar is very determined by his wishes.

"Related, sir."

"From babies up to this size you are never far from the family. You live in the city because you're with your husband. You are calm because there are people who take care of you. But, to go this time without anyone. You are heavy to give your blessing." Mr. Bejo's old face was framed in grief. Very hard to agree Niar's desire to go to another city. The youngest had explained the reason why he wanted to go wandering, but the explanation he heard did not make his old heart loose. There was still a great worry surrounding his heart.

"Sir, Niar is very sure he wants to go. Although no one close to me took care of me, but there was God, God willing, who always protected Niar."

"You are right, God will protect you. But ... There are still fears and worries in your heart."

Sumiati was silent to hear the conversation of the two, I don't know what the middle-aged woman thought.

"Mr don't worry too much. You can call Niar anytime. We can still be patient, sir. Niar please, please bless Niar's wish. It's possible, there ... in a new place, your daughter can succeed and get a new, more beautiful thing."

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In the afternoon, the white Pajero Sport Dakar Ultimate 4x4 AT car was driving down the Toll Road at KM 46 Intan Urban. The car will take Niar back to Yusha's house.

The woman once again wanted to appeal to Yusha to give her a new status as a widow. He made that decision many times.

And try to be confident with the decision taken, although sick, although difficult, but he believes he can.

Let love be depressed without being able to develop perfectly. Love does not have to have, if it is forced, it will hurt each other. Let his love be the end of longing without being able to unite. However, in the prayer that continues to climb will always say his name-Yusha, God willing. For God alone has the heart of every human being, and is almighty in turning hearts. For now there is only the name Yusha in his heart, but do not know if God reverses his feelings again. Let God's destiny govern.

Not feel much travel feels shorter because of the long daydream. The car driven by Dedi had stopped in front of the gate and was waiting for the guards to open it. The car was in front of Yusha's house.

Just stepping inside the house, his arrival was warmly welcomed by Sheli.

"Well, Miss is not ashamed to come again apparently. Why are you coming home? He said he would stay there. Huh .. make a bad mood!" the woman's lips stood with a waistline.

"Sorry Miss Sheli, I did say I wanted to stay. But, I thought and wanted to get it all done immediately."

"Speaking what do you mean?" tanya Sheli is still pitched ketus.

"I want to end our agreement" Niar said.

"Don't beat around, deh, to the point."

"I want a divorce from Mr. Yusha. You can find other women alone to give birth to the descendants of Mr. Yusha in the near future. My time with Mr. Yusha has been too long but until now I have not been able to get pregnant. Maybe something's wrong with us."

"The wrong thing is you! Your uterus must be in trouble or you are not fertile. If Yusha, he's okay, we've seen a doctor. Why didn't I get pregnant until now because I joined the KB program, while Yusha had no problems. Automatically, you're the one who's infertile!" accuse Sheli.

"But it's good that if you want a divorce, I'm also sick of seeing you sticking around with Yusha, you guys having fun behind my back. Moreover, you enjoy your role as a new rich person, quite delicious. It's good that you go far no longer to come. I'm sincere about the one hundred and twenty-five million you used to redeem your family's debt, the important thing is that you immediately leave this house." added Sheli.

"For the money to redeem the debt if I already have the sustenance, I don't know when the time will definitely pay."

"Well, here's what I don't like about you. You are a long time ago a doubt! Poor is arrogant! When can you pay that much money! Get out of this house do not bring any items including items that are loved by Yusha. I'm more sincerely branded goods that Yusha gave you ended up in a litter box, than you take them away!"

The clear liquid that obscured the view had escaped wetting Niar's cheeks. He believes the decision to ask for a divorce is right. Remembering the words of Sheli he could no longer hear. Increasingly tearing up his pride.

"I promise, I will not bring anything but my own. You can check on me when this foot steps out."

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Hay readers, I want to ask. What do you think is the same as my writing. Hard to understand or better to read? You guys get the feel, don't you?

I'm in a dilemma, do I want to continue if I stop here. Feeling unsure, because so far, this novel is different from my other stories. There are many terms I use. Afraid to make you bored with the words.