Help Me Get Divorced
He brought the actor.

I stood up and saw the door swing open. I saw my husband's face. Husband who since yesterday did not want to meet but seemed happy to feed the boy to eat with a smile. Honest treatment has not been accepted Adel for a long time. For two years this was all Adel's business I did. He never cared at all. Even just bathing is not necessary. There is a reason.

In the doorway he pegged. Sculpting while looking at me. Maybe he was thinking. Thought what? I'm curious too. Will he hit me again like he did yesterday? Or think of finding an excuse.

Furious, I went forward and pulled the collar of the jacket he was wearing. "Bang, tembanya ka—"

My oral stopped because it turned out that he had come not alone, but to bring women and children in a sling. The woman and child who were photographed just now were behind him.

Astaghfirullah ….

My clutches loosened along with the shedding tears. I fell to the floor because it felt like the power was evaporating. Just supporting the feet just can not afford. Unable.

Bang Darwis crouched down to help stand up, but I brushed his hand. "Don't touch me!" my screams growled.

Bang Darwis stood up again, while the woman next to him was hiding. From the twinkle of his eyes was already implying nervousness, fear.

I stood up slowly. So not strong until holding the door handle to support weight. I will try hard. Yep.

"Is she the girl you're on?" tanyaku.

Bang Darwis.

"Is she the woman who gave you your name with that damn name?" yell again.

There was still no answer and it made my heart beat in pain.

"What is she called May. The guy you called last night!" my yelling is getting so.

Bang Darwis froze. His eyes grew as his jaw went up and down.

You know, the word silent means yes. And now he is silent. I swear to God, I want him to turn down. I'm denying all my head. I want him to apologize and be calm. Promise to forget the girl.

But after I thought it was impossible. There must be some other intention as to why he brought the woman home.

When I saw that Bang Darwis did not come to explain it made me understand more, if I was worthless, if five years with me was not satisfied until he dared to play crazy outside.

Oh Allah ….

Furious, I tepis Bang Darwis body then slap the woman's face. But the one who screamed was his son.

O God, forgive me for committing violence in front of a child.

But I can what? I can't hold back. My heart is already furious, scuffles.

"When!" Bang Darwis mediated, then carried and calmed the baby.

You know, I think it looks like the devil has mastered the heart. Seeing that Bang Darwis was trying to calm the baby, my anger grew. Soon I slap that woman again. He fell down and whimpered.

"When!" bang Darwis shouted and pushed. I staggered. Back hit the wall.

Crushed. That's the only word I can say now. My heart is broken. The husband I love has another woman, and in front of his own eyes he protects her without caring if my heart hurts too. Body hurts!

I staggered and sat on the sofa, looking down on my feet. Many tears. Pain, nyesek.

"We can talk about this well, Nabila," said Bang Darwis.

What did he say? Talk about? What can be discussed? And also, if you want to talk it should be from yesterday-yesterday. But what he did was hurt me physically and my heart. And now he says it can be talked about.

Huh!

I swear, I'm sick of seeing it. I'd strangle him if I could. Bad men!

His words made me spontaneously close my eyes even tighter. Be ill. Until I can't breathe normally. Sultry.

"He's called Irmaya, and this is our son. Fahri. I'm the same Irmaya married Siri two years ago."

How could he introduce the name of the damned woman in front of me. He introduced it as if the woman was a colleague. How ….

Two years? Hows. It turned out that two years he had divided hearts and materials. During those two years I shared everything with that woman. And for two years they must have thought I was a joke to be lied to. The mortals will not fight back if one day their secrets are revealed.

Oh God, I can't speak. Is that stupid in their eyes?

I'm silent. He could only let tears drip. I shut my mouth tight. Trying to hold back the cries and roars. I don't want Adel to see his mother cry anymore.

"I looked at Bang Darwis, then the woman next to him. If you see that woman is pretty. Her skin is clean and white. While I ... I'm coy, dry and dull.

Oh, my God, my heart's getting tighter. Is it because of the physicality that my husband had an affair?

I looked again at the things that were on the woman's body. The clothes are nice, the colors are beautiful. Even with jewelry. Everything's shiny. There are bracelets and two rings on the left and right. The earrings are also hanging.

Is that all Bang Darwis' money? He bought the girl?

How he is. Me, the ring does not exist. There's nothing! All the clothes I wore were clothes when I was a girl. Clothes are dull because they are worn continuously. Never buy new clothes for fear of spending money is not enough.

Oh God, Bang Darwis is really not fair. He's evil.

"I brought it here because I couldn't support two houses. So I thought ... I thought if we could have one house," Bang Darwis' soot.

Furious, I slap myself. I slapped many times until the cheeks were hot and the view was twitching. I did it strong.

"When, stop!" prevent Bang Darwis.

But I don't intend to stop. I keep slapping myself. Too painful. This fact hurts too much. I'm either crazy or something. I want to laugh. My heart is very sick now, even physically. But I really want to laugh. I want to laugh, laugh at myself. How could I choose this man? How do I usually choose him. He's clothes!

I slapped myself again. While laughing. I consider this is the law that I deserve because it's against my parents. I'm defiant.

Mak, sir, if you want to go home!

I slap myself. He looked back and forth at the woman's face. His son is terrible, but I don't intend to stop. I'm too sick

Bang Darwis held my hand our gazes certainly met.

"I'm sorry, Nabila. But I can't keep this up. Can't we just stay home?" tanyakanya.

I'm pulling my hand. Fortunately, despite his grasp. Then I looked at the woman holding the crying child.

"When, please don't ask for a divorce," said Bang Darwis who made me see his eyes.

"I can't choose any of you. I promise you it'll be fair, Nabila," he explained.

What say? Fair?

I laugh. Laughing loudly so could not stand his words. It's just bullshit.

"Later I'll talk to Mom. I'll talk carefully so she'll accept Maya too. And I hope you cooperate. tell Mom that you're okay with honey."

Can't stand it, I slap him until his head turns. His eyes turned red when he looked at me. But I won't be afraid.

"Your choice is two, divorce me or my mother."