His Purpose
183. Broken: When Love is Forced Out

Abhi got down the car slowly. He looked doubtfully at the door of his house that was tightly closed. Guilt is in the heart. He felt dirty because he had kissed and touched other women, although not to a heavy stage.

Abhi opened the door, a little surprised when he did not see Sandra welcome him. Usually the woman is always standby on the porch of the house every time she comes home.

Sandra where to? Is he okay Abhi stayed all night? Abhi even forgot to tell, even though he had insisted on Sandra routinely giving messages.

"Darling?" call Abhi as soon as he arrives at the middle room.

Slender. It's eight o'clock, Gibran must have left for school. Did Sandra drive their eldest son?

Abhi was getting more and more guilty. Because he was late to come home, Sandra had to bother taking care of their 2 children.

Abhi went up the stairs, entered the little El's room. The 2-year-old toddler was sitting on his tiny sofa while snacking on biscuits that are now straws littering his chin and lip.

In between her thighs there is also a pacifier containing formula milk. A little bit of a cry like I was crying. His face and eyes were red with a frowning look holding back the sobs.

Kontan Abhi immediately approached worriedly. Lucky he came straight here, otherwise it might not be until noon Abhi would not know El was crying.

"Dear El, what's wrong with you, son? Which mama?"

"Hiks .. hiks ..." Gabriel even tightened his cries. Abhi immediately grabbed his little son to carry.

With a slight overpass Abhi patted slowly on El's trembling back. "Shuuuu ... Why, Honey? How do you drink a pacifier? Where's Mama going?"

Abhi knew asking El was something free. He was just trying to voice his heart wondering. Is Sandra driving Gibran? But he should have brought El too. There was no way the woman would leave such a small toddler at home.

Abhi takes El to her and Sandra's room. Abhi wants to change clothes that have felt sticky since last night. However, he actually saw Sandra sitting casually in front of the dressing table, using the usual care products she used.

Abhi approached in wonder. "Mom, how are you even relaxing here, anyway? El was crying, you know. You didn't hear?"

Sandra didn't say. She looks focused on polishing makeup without even turning to Abhi and El. It was clear that Abhi was furious with Sandra's attitude which he thought was suddenly strange.

"Mom" said Abhi again.

"What, anyway?" decak Sandra's upset.

"Kok what? I asked why you left El alone in his room? You also stay quiet when she cries. Doesn't that sound?"

"Where do I know he's crying!" sentak Sandra ketus's.

El sobs in Abhi's arms. While Abhi, he looked at his wife in disbelief.

"Why are you, anyway? El want mimi instead you give formula milk. You haven't nyuin him? Why was he left alone? What if it falls?" Abhi is starting to get upset with Sandra's attitude.

"He's grown up, it's time to stop drinking ASI. Let him drink formula milk if he wants milk," said Sandra lightly. He went back to preening in front of the mirror, ignoring his silent husband and son.

Abhi did not speak anymore, he just watched the wife closely. Inwardly wondering why this morning Sandra's attitude felt different.

"If you want to stop the intake of ASI, it should not be like this directly. Slow down, or you give something bitter. Gibran used to be, right?" Abhi's voice softened a little.

He does not want to add to the problems that will trigger a fight if it continues to solicit. Maybe his wife is tired, she is so.

Sandra rolled her eyes. "Why don't you just try to give her understanding? You are also his father. Don't do anything I keep. Tired, tau."

He got up and left the dresser. Sandra opened the closet picky clothes.

Abhi gulped to see the body of his wife's makeup wrapped in a piece of towel as far as the thigh. Something pulsates hard. Are the effects of last night's drugs still there? If not El, Abhi would have attacked Sandra for sex right now.

Sandra's body looks fresh. Moreover, this is still morning, the weather is still suitable for making love.

Abhi shook his head to put aside his wishes. He took a few breaths glancing at Gabriel who was now closed resting his head on his shoulder.

Abhi looked back at Sandra who had just put on the loincloth. The woman switched to taking a bra on the hanger. Abhi was transfixed to see two large and choked mountains of Sandra, hanging without protection. Truly testing the patience of Abhi who is now trying hard to hold back his desire desperately.

"Where are you going?" Not usually Sandra dress up and dress well.

Sandra is always beautiful even in the house. He is a neat person and attaches importance to appearance. But this time it's different. Sandra dressed up as if she wanted to leave the house.

A short jeans skirt and a white tanktop managed to jolt Abhi's instincts as a husband. How not, since marriage Sandra often dressed modestly with dresses that are not so open.

"Sandra, I asked where are you going?" ask Abhi again more firmly.

Sandra did not answer. He took his bags and shoes and left the room to go downstairs.

Abhi followed with quick steps while carefully carrying Gabriel.

"San, Sandra wait! Where are you going?"

"Sandra—"

"What, anyway?!" Sandra jerked Abhi's hand holding her back.

Abhi kontan sculpted for a moment. It shook its eyes at Sandra who stared back at him fiercely.

Sandra snorted and then threw away her face. He squatted put wedges on his feet until the smooth legs look more level. No, Abhi didn't want Sandra dressed like that out of the house.

"Are you mad that I didn't come home last night?"

Sandra's movement stopped. Just for a moment, because the next woman walked up to the TV side closet and took the car keys.

"San?"

"Sandra?"

"Darling, don't go yet. Let's talk first."

"I'm sorry I didn't come home last night. I also apologize for not being able to tell you. I'm really sorry, honey. Last night the event was very late. I stayed at the hotel with my staff."

What Abhi meant was Jhon. The man had accompanied Abhi until this morning. But it was different from what Sandra thought. Hearing the word stay and hotel he snorted.

So he did stay the night. With officers? So the woman's a clerk in the office? That's grand. They meet every day. I could have been fooled so far.

"Sandra?" Abhi did not stop calling. "San, please .. Where are you going? Aren't you still sick?"

Abhi remembered Sandra's pale face yesterday.

Sandra walked out of the house and started the car. With sexy clothes, Sandra breezed by ignoring Abhi and El who were now crying again.

The little toddler called out to the mother who drove away from them with her car.

That morning was the beginning where Sandra's attitude changed. He never again ignored Abhi's call. Sandra also stopped preparing clothes and food for her and her two children.

Sandra, who was reluctant to hire a nurse to take care of their son, suddenly presents a new employee to take full care of Gibran and El's equipment.

Sandra even left everything to the employee, while she preferred to take a walk.

Abhi did not dare to rebuke because Sandra might be tired of living at home. Abhi let in because he knew Sandra also needed entertainment.

However, seeing Sandra who one night came home with a man, kissing affectionately with hands touching each other makes Abhi angry.

Not only jealous, he was angry because Sandra seemed to lose her respect as a married woman.

They had a big fight that night. Abhi didn't even care if his voice woke Gibran or El who had fallen asleep. She and Sandra were screaming at each other. Even so Abhi never once berated Sandra though angry and as hurt as anything.

In contrast to Sandra who seemed without burden to address it with the names of animals and dirt that sounded so rough.

Abhi does not understand Sandra's sudden change. Without Sandra knowing she spent two hours crying in the study. Abhi was completely shaken by the state of her household.

During the 7 years of marriage he and Sandra fairly harmonious, they rarely encounter problems that trigger arguments. Abhi loves Sandra very much, she never dared to raise her voice except lately since Sandra changed.

"Sandra, where are you going?"

"Sandra, let's talk about our problem first."

"We need to talk."

"Can you take a minute to listen to me?"

Various sentences of Abhi's plea lay even though he could again a waiver.

Sandra's changed. He was like a stranger that Abhi had never known before. The mature and unpretentious Sandra is now gone. He turned into a wild and violent figure.

Abhi tries to temper his ego for a while. He no longer asked Sandra for answers. He thought it was the right way to quell the turmoil in their marriage. But Abhi was wrong.

That night, just as Abhi was coming home late Sandra was gone. He went to take Gibran with him, leaving Abhi and El who were sleeping, as well as divorce papers that Abhi never touched let alone signed.

Abhi does not want to. Abhi does not accept if they have to divorce. Abhi will wait for Sandra and Gibran to return. Right, Sandra's definitely back.

Although all of that is only a wish that is increasingly impossible to anticipate.

After having enough money, Abhi can not be separated to pay the services of a spy to find out the news and the whereabouts of Sandra.

Apparently the woman went back to her wealthy family. Abhi lowered his head from then on, insisting that he would not expect Sandra again.

Sandra's changed. Sandra doesn't love him anymore. So Abhi will try the same thing, which is to ignore the existence of the woman exactly like what Sandra did to her.

Abhi tries to take care of Gabriel himself. He will prove that he and Gabriel are able to live even without the figure of a wife and mother.

Sandra must know Abhi is no longer a weak man who often depends on his maturity. Though difficult, Abhi strives through years of nights filled with tears of sadness.

However, Abhi forgot that all the effort he did would be useless if he never dared to put his signature on the divorce papers.

In the depths of his heart, Abhi still loves and expects Sandra to come back to him.