I Also Want to Be Happy (Double-line Warrior)
Divorce Me.

Today Zahra went to Arham's office, she wanted to talk about the divorce she had decided. Perhaps this is the answer to his prayers during this time. Requesting instructions for household clarity. Of all that she had felt all this time, the fact about her husband kept the strongest. It might be better if they get divorced.

"Mas, I want to meet you, there's something important I want to talk about. Now that I'm in the parking lot are you in your room?" Zahra wrote on her message.

Zahra walked towards the lobby while waiting for a reply from her husband. However, Arham did not return the message. Zahra, who already knew the receptionist, just smiled at him, making the receptionist return Zahra's smile and allowing her to meet her husband, their boss.

"Mas Arham where the hell, why hasn't he read my message. Was he in a meeting huh," he muttered stuffing his phone into his bag as the elevator door opened. She chose to wait for Arham in her room if her husband was in a meeting.

They decided to get married together and with that also Zahra wanted to end her marriage well anyway, however they had felt the beauty of Love and happiness of a marriage.

Zahra opened the door without knocking first.

"Mas" cried Zahra when she saw Nasya sitting on her husband's lap, making Arham immediately stand when she heard Zahra's voice. The unprepared Nasya fell to the floor.

"Zahra, what are you doing here?" asked Arham surprised.

"I should ask, what are you doing, what are you doing with this itchy woman?" He pointed it at Nasya who was trying to stand up. "What work did you do until the woman***** this sits on your lap, Mom? Is that one of the jobs of a secretary?" zahra said staring at them in turn.

Nasya rubbed the back that was painful due to a fall on the floor, he tried to stand up. However, a slap that was quite hard landed on his cheek, making him fall back to the floor. 

"Basar you women do not know themselves, if you already know that Arham already has a wife, but still you continue to try to seduce him. Is there no other man you can seduce" said Zahra, taking the thick book on the table and throwing it at Nasya and hitting it on his head.

"Zahra, what are you doing?" reprimanding Arham who saw Nasha in pain because of the book earlier.

"Why, Mas? You don't like it when I hurt her? Ha's? I'd rather be the one who's hurt, is that what's in my heart and mind?" Zahra shakes Arham's chest.

Arham just kept listening to his wife.

"It's enough you've hurt me, I don't want to be hurt again, all your actions with this cheap woman, are disgusting" Zahra pointed to Nasya, still standing next to Arham. "Well, if you prefer it to me. I'm sorry, I won't get in the way of your relationship, but before that divorce me first" Zahra now turns around and wants out. However, Arham prevented his hand.

"Zahra, I can explain all this. Listen to me first, it's not like you'd imagine" he said. However, Zahra who was already very hurt returned to throw her slap at her husband. His anger makes him forget if the man he just slapped was a man who has the status of her husband.

"Listen yes, Mom. All this time I've endured the pain of your mother's insults, because of all your attitude towards me these past few months, I've been able to hold her back and hope that our household can return to what it used to be, but I don't take it with all this, Mom.  Enough is enough, this is the limit of my patience" said Zahra pointing at Arham's face with his jaw hardened

After spilling all the anger he had been holding all this time on those two shameless humans, Zahra felt a hint of relief in her heart. He walked past several employees as if nothing had happened to the elevator. As soon as the elevator doors closed Zahra collapsed, however hard she held all back, it was still a pain that her flag overcame her defense. Zahra wept over everything that happened in her life, blaming herself for what happened to her.

Rigid, patient, sincerity, the words seemed to continue whispering in his ear to strengthen his heart, but still the incision in his heart continued to make tears fall on his cheeks. Even though Zahra already knew all their infidelity. However, those tears still filled her beautiful face.

As soon as the elevator door opened, he again acted firmly he did not want to look weak in front of anyone.

Zahra stopped the taxi and wanted to open the door. However, Arham closed the taxi door and asked the taxi driver to leave.

"Mas is enough, I can't stand all this anymore, I ask you to divorce me immediately" Zahra said in a stifled voice. Whatever emotion he is, Zahra doesn't want it all to be public consumption.he doesn't want to be the center of attention of other employees."

"Listen to my explanation first."

"Otherwise, who should explain? Everything is clear."

"We'd better talk at home, let's go to the car, let's go home now!" arham said firmly, making Zahra finally follow what Arham said, Zahra thinks all this must end, he should not escape from all his problems.

Arham drove his car out of the office and drove it to the city park.

"Zahra, I'm sorry. It's not like you imagined, me and Nasya have nothing to do," he explained after they reached the park and stopped his car under a fairly lush tree.

Zahra smiled faintly in response to her husband's words.

"I admit forever I did spend a lot of time with Nasya I'm sorry, I'm khilaf."

"The Khilaf? Khilaf said, mas?" Zahra flanged up looking annoyed at the man before her. "The Khilaf is just an accidental deed and all I do is just once. However, not for as many times as you do. Actually I already know that Mas often lied to me to cover Mas's affair with Nasya. I also know you're supportive of your relationship, right? All this time I've been quiet, but not for today, I've had enough.  If you choose Nasya please. Halal him, do not you need to increase sin by committing adultery. Just marry her Mas, but before getting married Mas has to drop my talaq on me first, divorce me."

"No Zahra, I promise I'll fix everything."

"Fixing especially? It's all broken into pieces, there's nothing more to fix, Mas. Is it not in your eyes that I am an imperfect wife, if you only look at me for perfection not for love, you will only find my flaws and I know that you cannot accept my flaws. There will be no harmony in our household, we better end it all. We hurt each other enough. Marry Nasya, get a child from her that I can't give you.