Help Me Get Divorced
ask Aldi for help.

Aldi flabbergasted. Not expecting it to seem. I also did not think that it turned out that Bang Darwis was more crazy. My body is treated like a samsak. So I intend to report him to the police. This treatment is outrageous.

"But not necessarily she's cheating on me."

"Son, Al, he must have cheated on me. I know it. I'm sure he's cheating on me," I'm obviously excited. This blood even rippled violently amazingly. Chest jerking not karu-kulian.

I saw Aldi, his face seemed worried about objecting.

However, it is natural that he is. Bang Darwis is his brother, what do I expect.

Hah, I'm stupid.

"You don't know how your brother treated you, Al. She's ruthless. He's evil and I'm not strong. I'm going to split up."

In front of Aldi I was crying. Not strong it feels. Completely shattered the current feeling. All I wanted was to cry loudly. So crowded. Chest until engap can not breath.

"I'm not strong. I want to split up" I continued.

But Aldi did not say at all. Doesn't he want to help?

O Allah, this pain is not considered valuable.

Standing up, I went into the room with a limp step. In front of the mirror I trim the hijab and bring my phone and wallet. Hp I put it in a sling bag that was even bought five years ago. Paycheck last time.

Remembering it was shedding tears again. Nyesek. I, who sacrificed a lot, was betrayed.

Not anymore. I swear by anything, I can accept her condition. Eating potluck, pressed in-laws and being a neighbor's sneer for not being good at grooming and styling, that's okay. No problem. Cheating is fatal. This mistake I will not forgive.

"Where are you going, brother?" ask Aldi.

"Police office," I explained. With the bruises I have, it is certain that separating will be made easier. Plus, he'll pay for all his behavior. I don't accept.

Suddenly Aldi stretched his hand. He shook his head a few times, but why?

"Don't go to the police" he said, which made me cengo.

"What?"

"Please don't report to the police" he repeated.

I'm not deaf, I know he said not to go to the police. Butwhy?

Hah, this is heart pain. It turns out that Aldi who I consider good is actually the same.

"Al?"

"Al, what are you doing?" my many. Wonder at once.

"Please don't call the police, brother."

"But you saw his behavior!"

He's looking up. "I know, he's wrong but it doesn't have to be reported to the police."

Wh-what? Well, he's not sane.

"Al?"

Aldi suddenly stood up. "I promise you'll get divorced. But not to the police."

I'm cengo.

"Bang Darwis my brother. Son of pride father same mother. They would be sad if their son went to jail. What will the neighbors say? I'm sure you're gonna get sick."

"Then do you think my parents would be happy to see their son beaten up like this?" my pedicabs.

Aldi's silent.

I patted her off, but didn't move. He was in the doorway.

"Al, move!'

"Rethink. Kasian Adel's. If his father goes to jail automatically he'll get hit."

"No problem. I'll take Adel away from here. No one will know that his father went to prison."

Aldi held my hand. "I promise I'll help, but don't go to the police."

I kept staring at him for a long time.

"We're looking for evidence of her infidelity. Then he'll die a flea because mom won't defend him."

I digest Aldi's words.

"Love me three days. I'm gonna find out who's cheating and get this over with. But on condition."

My eyes blinked. "You must strengthen your heart. And if you're separated, please don't break up."