
Tap the hammer that the judge struck at the court, his tone resembled a proclamation of independence. And that second also the shackles that snared his neck came off already.
Today is Raisya's day of freedom from the bondage of a marriage. Talak one has been aired by Nathan on his wife.
Raisya with a stock of sunglasses perched on his nose that is not too sharp, straight out of the courtroom without shaking hands with anyone. Especially to her ex-husband.
He was hiding a million of the pain that was in his mind from the sight of people.
Nathan looked at his ex-wife who was walking without looking back. It was as if he really wanted to part without saying goodbye.
He was sure that the woman had brought his pain and pain along with the steps he swung.
There was a stifling pain in Nathan's chest when he had to let his wife go their separate ways, and drop a talaq for the common good.
His marriage, which was younger than the age of corn, fell faster, exactly two weeks from his marriage he had to be willing to break the talaq because of his own actions.
Nathan lowered his face behind the wheel, crying as he cried over his cruel deeds that were always repeated. Fortunately the court parking area was deserted so no one listened to her cries.
After his mood was a bit better. Nathan wiped his eyes with a tissue and started the engine and drove his car back home.
"Sir shell." Bi Siti puts a glass of warm chocolate on the table for Nathan.
Bi Siti took a quick glance at Nathan who was closing his eyes on the living room sofa.
"Thank you bi!" Nathan opened his eyes and took out a glass filled with warm chocolate.
He sipped the drink slowly. There was a calming feeling along with the influx of that water through his throat.
"What's Siti cooking?" Nathan who hasn't filled his stomach since morning is now hungry.
"What do you want to make?" Bi Siti offers Nathan to choose the menu.
"Auntie can make fried rice that Raisya used to make?" With my face Nathan asked to cook fried rice that Raisya used to like to make.
"Can sir."
"Wake me bi. I want to sleep first!' Nathan melengos towards Raisya's former room.
Observe with detail everything in the room. Nathan opened the closet. He saw one by one the clothes that were still hanging.
Not many clothes he had. Because ever since she changed appearance to be hijab again Raisya has not had time to go out to buy new clothes. The clothes hanging were also sent by Sarah.
Netraya switched on the travel bag that was first held when he came to his home. Nathan opened the bag. There are clothes that he used to carry when he had not worn the hijab.
"Raisya forgive me. hiks hyks.. " Nathan recalled scolding her while wearing a short dress and telling a prostitute to Raisya.
Nathan closed the bag. The pain in his chest now felt painful. Everything is also new if someone has left.
Nathan stood up and closed the closet and bowed at the door of the closet with a whim.
After that he walked and sat on the edge of the bed that Raisya had slept on. Swiping of clean and neat bed linen that has just been replaced by bi Siti.
Bed linen stained with blood at that time had been washed bi Siti and thrown away so as not to be used as evidence. Evidence of Nathan's cruelty that night that almost took Raisya's life again.
Nathan slept peeing in Raisya's former bed while hugging the bolster that was usually held by Raisya at that time.
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Four years later
"He he Asel. pingin it ma.. " As usual Arsel likes to play very much with playing cars that have a child's playground.
"Yes, but mom can't be Arsel. Later on Irwan no Arsel can ride it.
"Huaw. - huaw.. " Arsel wonia loudly if his wish is not fulfilled.
"Oh my goodness.Who does the child look like?" Raisya sometimes likes to be annoyed with Arsel's cries that jarring like an earthquake.
"For a while mama looked for Irwan. You wait here!" Raisya was circulating his gaze looking for the whereabouts of Irwan and Ratna who were busy shopping.
"Where is Irwan. Turn needs nothing." Raisya pressed Irwan's number.
"Assalamu'alaikum."
"Getishalight."
"Wan. help me!"
"Why?"
"Nih the Arsel mope-ngamuk want to play car-mobilan. I don't know how to play that game!" Pinta Raisya to Irwan.
"Yes, I went there!" Irwan hung up the phone.
"What's up?" Ratna glanced at Irwan who was accompanying the shopping asking her husband.
"That's... Arsel mazing. Didn't I pa-pa go there beb?" Irwan asked Ratna for permission.
"Yes, pa-pa.. I have the same papah!" Ratna allowed her husband to help Raisya.
Since her divorce from Nathan, Ratna and Irwan have been caring for Raisya. Now Raisya helps Ratna develop her online business while Irwan still works at Alberto's company.
"Arsel don't cry! Irwan is coming." Raisya sees Irwan running in a hurry following Raisya to the arena of the game.
Arsel's cry suddenly subsided to see Irwan approaching him.
"Eh. Papa's son don't cry that way! Kasian dong his mama." Irwan immediately held Arsel.
Since childhood Arsel was big with Irwan also Ratna so four-year-old child was already consider Irwan like his own father. Even Irwan wants Arsel to call him papa like his twins Rara and Riri.
"Don't take too long. Kasian Ratna no one accompanied!" Raisya not feeling good always bothers Irwan if Arsel goes berserk. Only Irwan can ease Arsel's deadly cry all along. I don't know, but Raisya was in that position when Michel was Arsel's age.
"No pa-pa... Ratna will come here to eat." Irwan's words calmed Raisya down. Coincidentally the place where the foodcourt is located adjacent to the playground.
"Yes... " Call Ratna who has arrived at the playground.
"Eh.. have you bought it?" Raisya looked at Ratna.
"We order food first yukk! If you wait for Arsel must be long enough." Bring Ratna.
"You go first! I don't feel good about Irwan." Reject the refined Raisya.
"Sir pa-pa.he was a seneng and there was a man. The twins cannot play games. The gun must be playing with dolls." Said Ratna while pulling hands to the place of the foodcourt.
"Eh... kumaha ieu tea?" Sunda Raisya logat immediately glided free.
Ratna and Raisya finally get into the foodcourt and choose a place to use together.