Help Me Get Divorced
Aldi POV.

Aldi POV.

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"Where, brother, is it good not to have a house?" my many. We both looked around.

"Good, Al. Thanks huh?" he said then sit down and give Adel a snack.

I also sat in a wooden chair that was already in this contract. This is me renting for them. I've paid for the next three months. Good house. There is one room complete with a floor mattress. There's a bathroom. The kitchen is also there. Water is easy too. God will not make it difficult.

He just nodded, then carved a smile. An honest smile looks sad. He was obviously depressed but tried to smile.

Ah, look at it like this really makes the heart unbearable. I wanted to cheer him up, but it doesn't seem like the time is right.

Ck, remember Bang Darwis I got upset How he hurt Nabila. He cheated on her and beat her. What's more absurd is that he accused me of liking Nabila. I was just trying to be polite. I respect Nabila because she's a sister-in-law. There is no feeling leading up to it.

If I had known earlier, I would have helped them get divorced. We're brothers, but he's like an animal.

Shit, imagine she's my blood bubbling hot. If I don't think about my brother and Ibuk, he's done I beat up.

"Thank you, yeah, Al. I really don't know what to say. Your family is very good," he said after a long silence

"We're family, brother."

He looked down, then took a long breath. "We're not family now, Al. So stop calling me brother."

I'm choking on my own. Can't believe he said that.

"But …."

"Call names only," he continued, carving a smile. A smile that looks great when forced.

"Honestly, I'm not comfortable being called brother" he continued.

I, too, am not comfortable calling him brother. He's younger. But because it has become Bang Darwis' wife, I want to get used to calling her that.

"All right," I said and stood up. I don't think there's anything else I have to do here. This room is clean and comfortable. Security is also maintained. I did survey this contract. Coincidentally the one who had was one good friend.

So it's good that I'm going. Nabila must have taken some time to be alone.

I approached Adel, then kissed him. "Om go home, yeah, Adel don't be naughty. Don't cry."

He's swooping. "But Om, which father?" tanyakanya.

I'm clumsy to spontaneously see Nabila. He threw away face. Must be sad to hear his son nyari Bang Darwis.

"Adel's father is out of town again" I'm obviously lying.

"Old?"

I carved a smile and then pinched his cheek. "Lumayan."

Adel's face was immediately gloomy. Honestly, I'm just sad to see this child let alone Nabila. His heart must have been torn when he heard Adel called Bang Darwis when in fact they could not be together anymore.

"Don't worry, you work for Adel. So Adel don't cry. Don't make it hard for me."

Adel looked at Nabila, then smiled. She hugged him.

"I'm saying goodbye, huh?" I said.

Nabila nodded, then took off Adel's embrace and drove her forward.

"Al?"

I'm the one who wants to put the helmet on. More intent on seeing him.

"Please do not tell this address to Bang Darwis," he continued.

"All right."

"Thank you."

I left after saying my regards. I'm driving a motorbike home. Well, from home to this contract takes about an hour. Hopefully, he can win himself. I hope he doesn't think anything.

I went home and saw Ibuk. He sat on the terrace and looked glum. I approached him and said hello. Not forgetting to shake his hand. A hand that for years protects, cherishes and gives a living because of the irresponsible figure of the father.

Yes, we were raised by Mother, almost ten years of mother struggling to raise us by herself. While Mr. He went to another woman and came home when we were teenagers.

However, Mother still received the Father with a chest. I don't know what makes you want to come back again when you've been hurt. Could it be because there is still love? But it's too cruel.

That's why I don't dare make him sad. I try to be a filial child. Kasian mother if you have to hurt the child after the heart is broken and torn completely by the husband.

"When it's okay, right?" ask Mother.

I'm nodding. "God willing, Buk."

"It's really not finished thinking the same Dervish," he continued accompanied by heavy breathing.

"Don't think too much, Buk. It'll hurt."

"But Ibuk can't stop thinking about Nabila. If he goes I won't be able to see Adel."

Me either. I also regret this happening. We all love Adel. But what can we do now. Forcing Nabila to survive would only make him go crazy.

"If it's a good woman, polite, you know how hard she wants to be, she won't be angry. Instead he always smiles and helps mom. She's a good woman" explained Ibuk.

In silence I agree. Nabila is good. I have heard her scold her a few times for minor problems. If not wrong Adel was hurt and upset mother even scolded him in front of the crowd.

But Nabila was not hurt. Instead of the afternoon he came and helped mom make ready for dinner.

As sincere as he is. I'm sure Bang Darwis will be a nyesel because it's sick of good women like Nabila.

"Al?"

"Yes, Buk."

"Why did you marry Nabila."

Spontaneously I was aghast. Whahuh? Did I not hear wrong?

"Your mother?"

"Married Nabila, Al. Take her heart let her go nowhere. Let me meet Adel. I'm not willing for Adel to go."